Immortal Kiss By Laura Daleo Genre: Paranormal Romance
Centuries ago ten powerful vampire gods first walked the earth; their blood thirst knew no boundaries. The destruction of mankind was inevitable. Recognizing their weakness, they selected twelve wise human beings to transform with their godly blood. These twelve, known as The Old Ones and The Council, govern The Ten. A blood lottery appeasing The Ten’s hunger was set forth into the human world and passed down every fifth generation, continuing into the present day. All of Beth Ryan’s life a mysterious mist watched over her, a mist she believed to be a vampire. On a cold winter night, she comes face to face with Philippe Delon, a 700 year old vampire with a human soul. Beth is certain Philippe is the vampire behind the mist. She is drawn to him, accepting his immortality without question or fear. Beth and Philippe cannot deny their love for each other, nor do they try to fight it. Within days of their encounter, Beth accepts Philippe’s invitation to move into his mansion. The mansion unlocks the door to the vampire world and exposes secrets from Beth’s past. Within its walls, she learns the true identity of the mist, her link to the blood lottery, and betrayal of her loved ones. Surrounded by lies, Beth stands before The Council begging for resolution.
Bound By Blood Immortal Kiss Book 2 Genre- Paranormal Romance
Five years crawled by at a painfully slow pace for young vampire, Beth; each year more agonizing than the next. The powerful unyielding spell which masked Amon’s whereabouts showed no signs of weakening. Influenced by the binding ritual and Amon’s blood surging inside her, Beth will stop at nothing, and risk everything, to find him and turn the tables on Osiris, Isis, and Hathor. In foggy streets of London, lives are threatened by a new breed of hunter, and nothing is what it seemed. Beth once again finds herself surrounded by betrayal. In the midst of it all, she is forced to choose between Philippe and Amon – knowing that her decision will change one life forever. But whose?
Also by Laura Daleo (Not Part of the Immortal Kiss Series)
The Vow Genre: Urban Fantasy
Finals are over, and twenty-year-old Claire Matthews can hardly wait to begin summer break until…she arrives home to an army of police swarming her parents’ front lawn. Detective Reynolds delivers the dreadful news that the man and woman inside the home are dead, and Claire is forced to identify their mummified bloodless bodies. Her world comes to a grinding halt when she learns that it is her mother and father who are the deceased, and her younger brother, JJ, is nowhere to be found. The predator accused…a vampire.
The Vampire Within
Brandon Cass is not your average teenager. He has a taste for blood, human blood. For sixteen years, he stumbled through life without a hitch until…the enigmatic aroma of blood awakened something dark within him. Visions of a beautiful young woman with chocolate-brown hair and ocean-blue eyes haunt his mind. He finds himself hopelessly in love with her; yet, her identity is a puzzling mystery. The hunger for blood strengthens, and his cravings are too powerful to control. No one is safe, not even his family. To safeguard all he once found dear, Brandon sets out on a quest for answers. In a foreign city, he comes face to face with the young woman he so desires, learns of the dark force which controls him, and most importantly, what he must endure to reclaim his soul.
I was born and raised in Sunny San Diego, California. A creative writing class in junior high sparked my desire to tell stories; however, Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles was my true inspiration to sit down a write a novel. Interview with the Vampire was published in 1976 and has gone on to become one of the best-selling novels of all time. After reading the chronicles of Vampire Lestat, the driving passion to write my own vampire legend tingled in my fingertips. In 1996, I completed and copyrighted Immortal Kiss. It sat patiently on a shelf for 14 years. In 2010, while packing to move, I stumbled upon it tucked away in my closet. I dusted it off and sat down to read. I fell in love with the story all over again; though, being 14 years old it needed some modernizing. I set forth on the journey of reviving Immortal Kiss. In 2013, 3 years later, Immortal Kiss was off to the publishers and agents. In 2014, it found a home with World Castle Publishing, and 1 year later, Immortal Kiss, was hot off the press and available to the public. At present, my published works are Immortal Kiss, Bound by Blood, and The Vow. My current project is The Vampire Within and in the queue are The Soul Collector, The Ten, The Old Ones, and Vampire Amon. The Vow is the first book published under my publishing company, Story Bound Publishing, LLC, a fresh new voice is the supernatural realm of ebooks and tradition print. When I'm not writing, I hang out with my 3 Basset Hounds, Stuart, Morgan, and Dexter. I love pizza and shoes. Can't live without either.
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Just after midnight, Danny’s beat up mustang convertible pulled into my driveway. Turning the key, he silenced the soft rumble of the engine, leaned over and kissed my cheek. “Happy birthday, Beth.”
A gust of thick summer air tousled my hair. Tucking it behind my ears, I gave his shoulder a nudge. “That’s number seven. You can stop now.”
He grinned, sprouting adorable dimples. “Seventeen is epic. Feel any different?” Danny was such a dweeb. “It’s not like I won the lottery.” He pursed his lips and gave a slow nod. “Now that would truly be epic.”
“Yeah,” I said, my gaze drifting toward my open bedroom window. The moon hung low in the sky, peeking through the trees surrounding my house. Complete darkness lurked behind the curtains. I squinted. I swore I left the light on.
“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” Danny mumbled, but loud enough to catch my ear.
The word “it” gripped my bones like nails on a chalk broad. Twisting in my seat, I faced him. “Don’t call him that.”
Tensing his jaw, he fixed his gaze on me. “What should I call it? It’s mist, Beth. It’s not human.” He breathed a little easier, the rosy red flushing back in his cheeks. “I get it. It’s been around most of your life, but so have I, and you can see me, touch me, and talk to me.”
I bit my tongue, smothering a smartass remark. Danny was right; yet, I didn’t care. The mist’s unspoken gestures triumphed over my heart. Closing my eyes, I sat very quiet, listening to the crickets sing like drunken fools. When we were kids, the mist fascinated Danny, almost like an addiction. He called him Commander Vapor, his super hero. Every night, Danny camped out in front of my bedroom window with his eyes bulging out of their sockets, waiting for the mist to appear.
“It can’t give you what I can,” Danny pressed, breaking my concentration. You’re wrong, Danny. Opening my eyes, I turned toward him. I didn’t say a word. I just stared.
He squirmed and looked away like a dog punished by his master. Slouching in my seat, I said, “The mist is part of me. I can’t let go. I...I don’t know how to.”
Danny inched closer, narrowing the gap between us. “I’m not asking you to let go.” He touched my hand. “Just give me a chance.” The corners of his lips spread into a toothy grin. “You and I have things in common.”
I blinked, and then cocked my head. “Like what? I collect shoes. You collect creepy bugs. I read poetry. You read comic books. I paint. You play paintball.”
Shrugging his shoulders, he fired back, “We’re both seventeen, we’re next door neighbors, and we go to Emery High.”
I smirked. Those weren’t commonalities. “Nice try.” Snapping his fingers, he lifted his chin. “Got it, we’re doppelgangers. My eyes are greenish-blue. Yours mimic the sea. I’m covered in freckles. You have just a few sprinkled across your nose. I’m a carrot top. You’re an apple-red.”
We eyed each other, his words sinking in. Danny’s lips quivered, and I couldn’t keep a straight face. Exploding with laughter, we fell onto each, our foreheads colliding.
He curled a strand of my hair around his finger. “Give me a chance.” I stiffened and pulled away. “I care about you, Danny, but we’re ─” Bobbing his head, he finished my sentence. “Just friends, I know, but I may just change your mind.” He tapped his temple. “I’ve been doing some research. Found some pretty interesting stuff in my comic books.”
I clamped my lips shut. Comic book research. This should be good. He held up his hand. “Hear me out. I mean, we’re dealing with mist that forms into a man. Comic books aren’t such a far stretch.” He had a point. “I’m all ears.” “I’ve narrowed it down to three beings.” His face took on a “wait for it” look, like our science teacher, Mr. Mayor, who hesitated after every word, letting the tension build. “An alien...a warlock...or a vampire,” he paused, and then rattled off, “In comic books, all three can turn themselves into mist. You should ask him which one he is.”
His words crept into my brain. A nagging itch spread across my palm. I had to know. Pushing the car door, I stepped onto my driveway.
Danny came to my side, taking my hand. “Let me come up with you?” I didn’t look at him, my gaze fixed on my bedroom window. “No.” I let go of his hand. “Go home, Danny. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Quickly, I faced him and pressed my hand over my heart. “Thanks for making my seventeenth birthday special.” His lips spread into a goofy grin. “I love you, Beth.” I couldn’t say it back. I didn’t love him. Forcing a smile, I backed up the drive and onto the porch. As I turned and opened the front door, the mustang’s engine whined to life. Slipping inside, I waved at Danny, and then closed the door.
In the blackness, I climbed the drab carpeted stairs. My mother wasn’t much for color. Muted gray décor claimed our home. She called it modern. I called it boring. In contrast, my cotton-candy pink bedroom screamed personality. Danny called it the “Pink Palace” and it was my palace.
My bedroom door stood ajar. It reeked of dewy rosebuds. Inhaling an intoxicating breath, my head spun. I inched closer, running my hand along the wall and peering through the parted doorframe. The mist drifted past the opening. My heart jumped into my throat. Pushing the door wide open, I hurried inside and flicked on the light. Red rose petals drenched my bed, cascading like a waterfall onto the carpet. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. My feet seemed rooted into the floor. He did this for me, for my birthday. Catching my breath, I shut the door, closing us off from the outside world.
The mist shifted into the silhouette of man, gliding across my room toward my bed. His translucent hand pointed to a folded sheet of pink paper resting on my pillow.
My palms tingled. Was it a love letter? I ran to my bed, pick it up, and fell backward onto the blanket of rose petals. They fluttered, crashed onto of me, and caressed my skin. Stroking the coarse paper between my fingers, I bit my lip, and opened it. My gaze flew across the page.
If I had to choose whether to breathe or to love you, I would use my last breath to tell you that...I love you.
The paper trembled in my hands, his words blurring behind my tears. He loved me, and I him. I rose to my feet and faced him. My mouth went dry. I forced out each word. “What...are ...you?”
He waved his hand over the rose petals, spinning them faster and faster. As they came to rest on my mattress a letter unfolded...V. The others quickly followed. My small human life shrunk into the background. All that remained was a word...VAMPIRE.
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