Vampire's Shade 2 (Vampire's Shade Collection) E-Book

Vivienne Neas

• Herausgeber: Vivienne Neas
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016

Beschreibung

Get even better value for money when you purchase the Vampire's Shade Discounted Box SetI have managed to start a new life as instructor at the Martial Arts Academy in Westham.No more black leathers, no more silver bullets but only training clothes, or so I thought...A young woman arrives at the academy: she wants to be taught to kill vampires. And she wants me to teach her. But she doesn't know I'm half-vampire, she doesn't know about my past. This would change the peaceful life I just achieved.Ruben's death has left a shade in Sydney Cross' life, now her anger and frustration will lead her to try and pursuit the most dangerous enemies, but she is too young and inexperienced. I'm shocked when I find out Sydney's plans... somehow I have to do something, I cannot just leave her alone.

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VAMPIRE’S

SHADE 2

VIVIENNE 

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

Vampire's Shade 2 (Vampire's Shade Collection, #2)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

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Chapter 1

I breathed out and the world fell away around me. It was just me, the steady rhythm of my heart and the weight of the Beretta in my hand. The body came into perfect focus, and I squeezed the trigger. The gun clapped, jerked a little in my hand, and the chest I’d been aiming at exploded.

I squeezed the trigger three more times, all hits in a small circle in the middle of the chest, slightly to the right and down, where the heart would be. The quiet that coursed through my veins was new and familiar all at the same time. It was the opposite of what I’d used to experience when I still killed for a living, but the familiarity of the gun in my hand, the feel of the bullets leaving the chamber, the satisfaction of a perfect hit – I still had it.