SHADES OF DEATH
A mainstream mystery/suspense novel
Available: April 5th, 2013
At AMAZON
ARe All Romance Books
Bookstrand
A mainstream mystery/suspense novel
Available: April 5th, 2013
At AMAZON
ARe All Romance Books
Bookstrand
Death has many shades and
shapes... Deep within the ageless Carpathian
Mountains , an ancient evil wakes. Imprisoned many centuries ago, the
creature has waited, patiently, for the one destined to grant her freedom.
Arienne Lereaux has studied the preternatural menace called "vampyre" for most
of her life. She is an expert in the field. Loosely affiliated with a secretive
organization called The Institute of Paranormal Research and Investigation, she
turns to them when she unearths what may be the first representation of the
vampyre ever to exist.
The enigmatic and attractive Head
of the Institute, Adam Raven, has spent a lifetime tracking the clues left by
his mother's disappearance in the mountains of Romania nearly
twenty years past. When Arienne arrives at the secluded island headquarters of
the Institute, he wonders if she holds the key to finding his lost mother. But
before too many days pass, the city of Vancouver is rocked by a series of grisly
murders. As it races to find the culprit, the Institute faces an evil unlike any
it has encountered before...
In the middle of their hunt,
another branch of their network is making a scientific breakthrough in
genetically heightened telepathy. The team responsible may soon hold a weapon
that will have world powers at their door—until their lead scientist vanishes
after leaving Toronto to consult Raven and his people.
Ancient myth is suddenly not myth, and evil may take many guises before the
Institute can restore the delicate balance that was destroyed the night Arienne
stumbled into a remote castle in the mountains half a world
away…
Short
Excerpt:
“It’s incredible,” Adam breathed as he ran a
reverent hand across the ancient tome.
“It’s supposed to contain the history of
vampyres, in all their guises and species,” Arienne informed him, her gaze
vaguely uneasy as she stared at the aged hide bindings of the book. Drawing in a
deep draught of air, she steeled herself for the shock that always accompanied
opening the ancient volume. Her fingers shook imperceptibly as she raised the
cover and placed it back against the smooth surface of the conference
table.
A sharp, piercing pain lanced her chest and she
clenched her teeth while she waited for it to lessen into something bearable.
Adam’s hand on her arm made her flinch, a response she softened an instant later
when she smiled and nodded reassurance.
“There is a strong spirit within the book,” she
whispered, unaware of the lilting rasp of her voice. “It strikes, almost
physically, each time I open these pages.”
Adam nodded, then smoothed his fingers over the
yellowed parchment. The Raven family signet ring that adorned his left hand
glowed for a split-second, creating a flare of fleeting fire. Arienne’s dark
eyes widened, but she said nothing.
“The language is a mystery,” Arienne murmured. “I
have been attempting a translation for months.” She touched his hand, her
fingers a bare breath of contact on his flesh when she traced warm skin and the
veins that pulsed beneath its surface. “I want your help, Adam,” she stated. “To
translate the book.”
Adam smiled and lifted her fingers to his lips,
the kiss a whisper of touch.
“Derek Knight is the our master of cryptography,”
he told her. “We should see if he can be lured from the S.I.G.H.T. project long
enough to offer his expertise.”
Arienne’s eyebrows rose in surprise.
“S.I.G.H.T.?”
“I’ll show you the basics of the prospectus
later,” he promised. “In the meantime, I’d be happy to help,” he assured her.
“But, I do feel Derek’s talents would be of more use to
you.”
“Do you think we’ll find what I’ve been looking
for, Adam?” she enquired, her tone layered with a multitude of
resonances.
“We may find things that answer questions we’ve
not yet thought to ask,” he surmised. “Especially if this book is what you
believe it to be.”
“Professor Knight’s help would be welcome,” she
smiled, then walked to the window.
Adam left the room, and she smiled. Again, the
blaze of red fire sparked back from her reflection, and the voice that murmured
into the silence was not Arienne’s.
“Find the good Professor... bring him to
me...”
* *
*
The dampness in the night air gave it a texture
that clung to the couple who walked hand in hand along a shadowy, misty path.
Stanley
Park was usually filled
with people, but the inclement weather was dissuading all but the most intrepid
health-nuts; and those looking for a place to meet. A place that enhanced the
rendezvous with the thrill of illicitness. Possible discovery was an erotic lure
to many...
Whispers passed between the two people who
flitted through the lugubrious gloom, headed toward a secluded sanctuary deep
within the confines of the park.
A spirit trailed them... Hungry...
Eager...
The woman laughed softly, tone seductive and
enticing. She held out her hands and her smile invited. The man grinned, stepped
into her embrace.
“Cecilia,” he murmured quietly, once they were
safely hidden in the darkness of the gloom. He kissed her, long and intimately,
enjoying her enthusiastic response. She encouraged his caresses, guided his
willing hands over her curves.
“Jason?”
Confusion colored her breathless voice, and her
eyes glazed as she sought the source of a sudden, inexplicable terror. The
moment passed in the space of heartbeats, and the phantom that trailed them drew
near.
Over Jason’s shoulder, Cecilia smiled, expression
tainted with macabre pleasure.
He sputtered once... without seeing the
distortion of the face of his would-be lover. He died, twisted into her grasp as
her form merged with his.
Long minutes later, she dropped the lifeless husk
of his body and leaned back against the side of the building. Her breathing was
ragged, still rough with excitement. She laughed, and
ran.
The nearby woods acted as shelter, then witness
to the second destruction...
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