 Just because someone is a vampire, doesn't mean that they are evil. Now don't get us wrong, there are certainly some evil vampires (and we are sure you will meet some), but our heroine is truly one of a kind. Blurb: Always and Forever Annie is a Culper Spy captured by Hessian soldiers. Powerful and mysterious Captain Thayer Emmerich takes mercy and releases her. Annie is inexplicably drawn to the handsome German, but she hates the feeling of powerlessness the enemy has left her with. Annie would give anything to be stronger. One evening at the famous Green Dragon Tavern, Annie befriends the ethereal Millicent. Soon after meeting Millicent, Annie discovers her secret--her new friend isn’t human. Millicent introduces Annie to her maker, Alexandre, and Annie joins their preternatural family. Annie finally has the strength and freedom she needs to aid the revolution and see Thayer, once again. The two discover a passion neither has known before. But, too many complications exist for the pair to find happily ever after. Not only are they fighting on opposite sides of the war, the evil Emilia Romanov has plans for Thayer that do not include a love affair. Rebel Heart is set in 18th century Boston and Savannah, as well as modern day Germany and France. This is the second book in The Immortal Kindred Series. Psst...This is only the second in this FABULOUS series. There are going to be FIVE books!! All coming soon! EXCERPT: Walking through the city to the cemetery was no easy task. By the time I reached the iron gates, my feet screaming with each step, it was close to dark. Thoughts of my warm, cozy home assailed my mind. What I wouldn’t give to be there right now. I shouldn’t have come so late in the evening. I carried a small lantern, but the place was so deserted, so eerie, unease prickled the back of my neck. An evening mist hung about the gravestones like a death shroud. There were no sounds, only a smell of decay which made me shudder. I tried to tell myself this was an easy task, but something still didn’t feel right. Shaking my head clear of these thoughts, I pressed on. I looked around just to be certain I was alone. The grave was right where Benjamin said it would be. His precise directions saved me much time. Walking through this desolate place brought back a myriad of unwanted memories. As an eight-year-old child, I had seen both of my parents buried within weeks of each other. The influenza was dreadful, unforgiving. Being poor, they were buried cheaply, with no one in attendance but myself and the priest. The next day, I was picked up by my mother’s cousin. The penniless woman was not happy to have another mouth to feed. But I was used to work and proved myself useful to her. Benjamin said I had been trying to prove my worth ever since. Buy Your Copy Today! |
