Thursday, January 18, 2024

Blood Secrets

 Deirdre Griffin thought she was the only vampire left alive. She was so wrong...

 **30th Anniversary Edition**

Blood Secrets

A Vampire Legacy Novel #1

by Karen E. Taylor

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Horror

 


The only vampire left alive?


Deirdre Griffin spent over a century searching for others of her kind. Now after the last ten years in New York City, she’s almost given up hope. Until people she’s fed on start to turn up dead, drained of all their blood. The murder scenes are cleverly staged to implicate Deirdre and her once uncomplicated life soon becomes difficult. Who is doing the killing? And what should she do about detective Mitch Greer, who keeps chipping away at the secrets that protect her life? Feed on him? Kill him? Or the most dangerous choice of all -- fall in love?
For the first time in her unnatural life, Deirdre finds herself trapped between love and hate, betrayal and revenge. She must prove her innocence and find the real murderer or pay the ultimate price: her death.

Author's Note: This book is a reissue of the original novel BLOOD SECRETS. It is not a new novel.

After the kiss, I buried my face in his neck. Now, I thought as I heard the blood pulse in his veins, Oh, please, now.

I nipped him at first, savoring the moment, my low moans echoed by his. Then when my teeth grew longer and sharper, I could hold back no longer. I bit him brutally, tapping the artery and was rewarded by the flow of his blood: hot, salty and bitter. He shuddered violently and fought to push me away, but his resistance was futile. Finally his struggles ceased and his body grew limp as I continued to draw on him, gently now, almost tenderly. I drank a long time, slowly, relishing the feel of my own body being replenished, then I withdrew.

Arising from the couch, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. No longer pale and haggard, my skin glowed with life and my eyes shone, victorious and demonic. A few drops of blood were trickling down my chin; I wiped them away with the back of my hand and turned from my reflection in disgust...

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The sun was setting and the autumn air growing chilly, but I did not feel the cold. I stared into the approaching night as if answers could be found there, in the darkness. Suddenly, I sensed the stealthy approach of something nearing my house. I tensed and listened, relaxing when I picked up the soft padding of paws and the quiet breathy pants. The creature slowly came into view. It was a dog, a stray by the looks of the ribs showing through its fur. I could still smell the odor of the roast in the air; it was this that had brought him so near. “You have it, dog,” I said quietly. “It does me no good.” He sidled past me and fell to devouring the meat savagely.

When he had finished, he looked at me questioningly, with a half wag of his tail. “No, boy, there’s no more. Come here.” Surprisingly, he came right to me, and with one sniff of my opened hand, he settled in on the porch with me.

He rested his scruffy chin on my knee and I scratched his pointed ears. “It’s a strange world, dog,” I confided to him, “where a mongrel like you can eat a fine meal, while I have to go hungry.”

He gazed at me with trusting eyes and his tail thumped with a hollow sound on the wooden porch planks. I began to cry, silent tears streaming coldly down my cheeks in the night air. He hunched over close to me, offering what comfort he could and I buried my face in his soft fur. Instinctively, without thought, I pushed aside his thick hair with my tongue and sank my teeth into his neck. He snarled softly, whined, then relaxed as I was rewarded with the thick, salty flow. I took no more than two or three swallows, when, in horror at what I had done, I jumped away from him. He stared up at me, with adoring eyes and weakly wagged his tail again.

“My God,” I whispered to the quiet night. “What have I become?”

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…the man appeared at the table. I didn’t have a chance to move before he grabbed my arm. “Hey, baby,” he said in a voice that made my identification a certainty. “Don’t I know you from somewhere?”

“I don’t think so.” I tried to brush him off but he held on. “I’m sure we met, and not that long ago, neither.” He rubbed his neck absently with a glazed look. “I couldn’t never forget a babe like you.”

“Excuse me, you must be mistaken.”

He pulled me to him roughly. “Now I know. We had an appointment in a dark alley. You left too soon, as I remember it. Now that your friends is gone, maybe we can finish up.”

“Leave me alone,” I hissed at him. “Take your hands off me.”

He laughed and tried to kiss me. I looked around and noticed that no one was watching. Our conversation had been quiet and his invitation was probably nothing out of the ordinary for this place. Mitch was nowhere to be seen and I didn’t want to wait for him to reappear. If it were an ordinary night, if I were on my own, I would simply accompany him to some dark place and feed on him again, this time being sure to implant the thought that he didn’t know me. But I had no time for that now. Instead, I looked him full in the face and smiled. My teeth had grown and I saw a look of doubt and fear enter his eyes.

“Next time a lady says no, you really should listen.” I picked him up by the front of his shirt and tossed him onto the table next to us. He and the table collapsed with a loud crash and the sound of breaking bottles; by this time, I was sitting down again and staring at him, like the other customers. No one looked at me and no one went to help him up. There was a lot of raucous laughter and some good-natured joking about how Sammy couldn’t hold his liquor. He lay without moving and I thought for one moment that I had killed him. Then just as Mitch was coming in to see what all the commotion was about, he moaned and rolled over.

“What’s happening,” he said as he rushed to my side. “Are you okay, Deirdre?”

“I’m fine—he’s drunk.” I indicated the man rising uncertainly to his feet. “Let’s get out of here.”

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Book Links:
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Book Trailer:

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About the Author


Karen E. Taylor was born and raised in the Pittsburgh area. Despite being a voracious reader her entire life, she’d never intended to be a writer; instead, over the years, she received training in art, sculpture, dance, voice, speech, needlework, sewing and fashion design, as well as lessons in charm and horseback riding. She enjoyed them all. In college, as an English Literature and Communications Arts major, she also discovered her love of theater, but none of that long list of creative endeavors ever really stuck. 

While working as an Episcopal Church secretary in January, 1988, Karen began writing her first novel (the one which eventually evolved into Blood Secrets), just to prove to herself that she could. (English Lit majors are like that.) The book was never intended to be the first of an ongoing series, but friends and neighbors who had read the original manuscript demanded a sequel. From that point in time, an author and a series was born.

From that humble beginning, the Vampire Legacy series grew into seven full novels; two novellas and an eighth novel (The Vampires’ Daughter) are in the planning stages. Karen was a two time finalist for the Bram Stoker Award, and has produced numerous short stories, a stand-alone ghost novel (Cellar,) and two cook books. In her spare time, she can be found streaming retro video games on Twitch under the screen name OldVampireLady. After bouncing around the country for the last 40 years, she’s ended up (for now) in Vancouver, WA where she appreciates the gloom of the great Pacific Northwest.

You can find more information about Karen’s books at her website at karenetaylor.com or on Amazon.

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Website: https://www.karenetaylor.com

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Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/stores/Karen-E.-Taylor/author/B001HMLORI

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/266536.Karen_E_Taylor

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