Moroi Society, Book One
by T.L. Christianson
Genre: Paranormal Romance and Fantasy
Date of Publication: July 3, 2018
Number of pages: 268
Word Count: 62,519
Cover Artist: London Montgomery Covers
Tagline: Secrets and Lies of a Living Vampire
Vampire Elizabeth was looking for a distraction when she took a job on the isolated estate of scientist Dr. Owen Bennett. Expecting him to be an eccentric old man, the Doctor, turns out to be a lot younger than expected and sparks fly. As Liz struggles with her past and a possible future with Owen, she realizes that things around the Bennett compound aren’t quite adding up.
Suspecting that Dr. Bennett might be a vampire, she begins to search for evidence. However, the more she learns, the more questions she has. To add to the mystery, the doctor’s wife has seemingly vanished, he’s tight-lipped about who they work for, and his research is kept under lock and key.
When the pieces finally come together, Elizabeth is faced with a secret that could have serious repercussions for all Moroi vampires. Could she be on the wrong side?
Now that she’s found the second life she's been searching for, can Elizabeth find her way through this web of secrets and lies or will they be the downfall of it all?
I crept up slowly until I stood above the first man. An alcohol bottle shifted by my foot, and I picked it up out of its paper shroud. Everclear.
Disgust filled me, along with the smell of the unwashed bodies that lay before me. It was a shame, really, because these young men couldn't be older than twenty-five.
I shifted his head sideways, exposing his neck, and scrubbed at the dirt with an alcohol-soaked napkin until his skin was clean.
He opened his eyes, and they shone in the moonlight like twin blue diamonds.
I felt a thrill of excitement and nudged him with my mind.
“Sleep,” I whispered to him. “Sleep.”
He obeyed readily in his altered state.
My mouth watered, and I licked my lips and felt my fangs run out. As I bit into the one clean spot on his neck, a sense of relief mixed with euphoria took hold of me. Feeling that hot, tangy, yet chemical-filled magic run down my throat was nirvana. I moaned in pleasure and drank in deep gulps.
About the Author:
T.L. Christianson lives in Colorado with her husband and two children. She’s a graduate from the University of Colorado in Boulder, and an avid outdoors woman. When she’s not hiking or outside on an adventure, she’s reading or writing fantasy and science-fiction.
For more information or to contact T.L., visit her on Facebook or at www.TLChristianson.com