Author: Jeanie Grey
Series: Lilly Frank (Novella)
Genre: Paranormal
Romance
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: July 1 2013
Blurb/Synopsis:
The second book in The Lilly Frank series joins Torren and
Lilly in northern Italy, where Torren tries to help Lilly adjust to her
sensitive new vampire body and win her love before she discovers the real
reason behind his interest in her.
A newly made vampire requires a certain amount of time to
get used to her new body and heightened senses. But Torren's worried that if
Lilly doesn't hurry up, she'll be dead before she ever gets the chance to
adjust to life as a vampire.
Word among vampires is that someone's hunting their kind,
and it's not a quick death if you're caught. This killer likes to torture the
victims first, and all signs indicate that he or she is circling ever-closer to
Torren and Lilly.
Torren needs Lilly to stop fighting him and start trusting
him. Maybe he shouldn't have deceived her...
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Jeanie Grey is a feminist reader and writer of romance and
erotica who lives in Portland, Oregon. Her short stories have been published on
deadlyeverafter.com and thedarkerhalf.com. To date, over 1200 copies of
her first novella, Awakening (2012), have been downloaded. Awakening 2, the
second book in the Lilly Frank series, joins Lilly and Torren in northern
Italy, where Torren attempts to win Lilly's love before she finds out the truth
about his interest in her. The final installment in the Lilly Frank series, Awakening 3, is slated to be released in
2014.
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Excerpt
In the odd moments when he slept, he was plagued by
nightmares of finding her gone. Or worse, dead. One nightmare was particularly
vivid and stayed in his brain for days. In it, he was cradling her in his arms.
She’s open and
bleeding. There’s blood everywhere. It’s all over him. So much blood. He
doesn’t know how to stop it. He’s trying, but everywhere he touches opens a
fresh wound and more blood comes pouring out of her body. She’s unconscious.
She’s dying. He has to stop it. He’s practically bathed in her blood now. It’s
all over his hands, his clothes, his face. He can taste it on his lips.
This is when he
realizes that the scent of her blood isn’t triggering his hunger.
This is when he
realizes that he is human again.
And he knows, with the
unfounded certainty one finds in dreams, that it is her blood that has changed
him.
When he awoke, the
first thing he’d do was check to make sure he could still hear her. If he had
things his way, he’d never be more than a few steps away from her at all times.
But since she couldn’t bear it, he made sure to be no more than two rooms away.
At that distance he could still hear her heartbeat, and if he could still hear
her, then she was still there. Still there and alive.
He didn’t know what he’d do if she were gone. The thought
alone was enough to send him into a panic. After all these years of waiting, of
watching. After all he’d done for her. After all he’d done to gain her trust,
the time he’d invested, the sacrifices he’d made to bring her to this point.
She couldn’t leave him. She just couldn’t.
But that trust is
misplaced, isn’t it? Maybe you shouldn’t have deceived her, whispered a
voice inside him.
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