It's no secret by now that I love fantasy universes and anything that pushes the boundaries of the imagination. Today, I'm pleased to promote Donor (Dresdan Coven #1), by Ambrielle Kirk. Enjoy the excerpt, click through the links, follow the tour, and don't forget to enter the giveaway at the bottom of the post!
Description:
Elaina was once a tracker of Dresdan, an ancient
species of vampire. For years, she served District 5, whose prime agenda is to
create a new race of humans. As a result of misguided politics and greed, the
District becomes corrupted from the inside out. Before Elaina can expose the
truth, District 5 discovers that her blood type contains the elements to create
a successful hybrid. She becomes the hunted, but protection is found while in
the presence of one vampire…
Vicq won’t rest until he destroys District 5 and their
immoral experiments are halted. Too many Dresdan have been captured and
exterminated, threatening their existence and painting them all as animals. As
he plans his attack against District 5, master vampire Russo orders his death
for violating a prime law of Dresdan. But Vicq is not ready to cease
existing…especially since he’s found salvation with Elaina.
With very few on their side, Elaina and Vicq must cultivate a
plan to ward off their enemies. In the process, they find lust, love, and new
meaning to their special bond.
Warning:
This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit
sex scenes and/or situations and adult language, and may be considered
offensive to some readers.
Excerpt:
When Elaina
spun around, the next events happened like flash animation in rapid succession
right before her eyes.
The Dresdan
caught the humans by surprise, rushing up behind them and grabbing them both by
the throat. They were stunned and—like her—unprepared for this ravenous
predator.
Just as she
was about to make a break for it, a gun fell from one of the victims' hands and
skidded across the pavement. The other man gripped a rope. Had these two
actually been pursuing her?
She scurried
backwards nearly tripping over her own feet, yet her eyes would not leave the
scene.
The vampire
must have held them in a death vice. All she saw were the whites of their eyes,
and a large dark shadow behind them. The creature honed in and struck the first
victim in the jugular, sucking the life right out of him. The second victim's
arms and legs began to shake and then he was completely still.
Damn.
The Dresdan had drained one while choking the other.
It tossed
their limp carcasses in the grass along the sidewalk. From deep behind the
shadows, he eyed her—the main course. Deep crimson eyes burned bright like
fire. The ends of the trench coat it wore fanned outward with the breeze. It
was moving toward her.
Her legs
finally obeyed and she fled, the wind whipping across her ankles as if urging
her to hurry. She shrugged off her long pea coat in an attempt to run faster.
Her heels knocked the pavement, echoing against the stone walls.
Every day
she parked on the same level, but tonight it seemed like she had to cross
mountains to get to her SUV. Taking the elevator was not an option, of course.
Standing still for even one second would be disastrous.
Elaina heard
the familiar swooshing sound the Dresdan made just before they shifted from one
place to the next. The sound was closer than before. He was gaining in on her.
Her heart
pumped frantically and her lungs burned from exertion. She picked up pace,
pushing herself to reach her destination. Her Tahoe sat in the corner. The last
one on the right within what was now a desolate parking garage. If she died
tonight by the hands of a vampire, it was likely that no one would find her
body until morning when it was cold and rigid with death.
The moment
she thought she'd reached her SUV successfully, the Dresdan unfolded in front
of her, blocking her path. He was huge, and her eyes leveled with the lower
portion of his chest.
Before she
could raise her gaze higher to confirm, he reached for her. He grasped her by
the waist and lifted her off her feet. She opened her mouth to scream, but a
gloved hand clasped over her lips.
Elaina
kicked her feet, connecting sharp-heeled pumps to her captor's shins. She might
as well have been fighting with a sumo wrestler. His grip was firm. Her cries
were muffled by his grainy leather glove and she focused on wriggling out of
his grasp. No mistaking what he was now. The spicy ancient aroma gave him away.
Dresdan, for sure.
Her captor
lowered her heels to the pavement and his massive frame pushed her back into
the metal pole behind her. The hard beam felt alien digging against her spine.
Her eyes turned left and right looking for a savior. Someone. Anyone. Still, he pressed his palm to her mouth,
preventing her speech. The SUV was only a few feet away, but she'd failed to
reach it.
Elaina
strained to peer up at him, but the height of her captor prevented this. Only
the black shirt stretched over his taut chest muscles could be seen from her
line of sight. He bent down further so close that his chin touched her
forehead, and then he inhaled deeply.
Oh, my God. She would die. Tonight.
"When I
let my hand up, you keep your trap shut," her captor hissed into the side
of her face.
She sucked
in another breath and clasped her fingers onto the chilly metal behind her. Her
heart drummed like the consistent cadence of a marching band. Dammit,
she was stronger than this! Had
she turned into a wimp after all this time?
"You
got that?" it demanded when she didn't answer.
She squeezed
her eyes shut and nodded her head.
"You
scream...we'll both be executed."
His harsh
warning tone frightened her, but she bounced her head in agreement once again.
Executed? Those were the only words that registered.
He
straightened his posture and slowly lifted his hand from her mouth. She parted
her lips, taking a gulp of fresh air. It burned her lungs as she recovered from
lack of oxygen.
Gradually,
she lifted her chin, then her eyes to identify the brute. Red glowing orbs
glared down at her. The rest of him—a black shadow in the night.
On her next exhale, she
released a belated scream.
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About the Author: Multi-published author Ambrielle Kirk writes erotic,
paranormal romance, and urban fantasy. Ambrielle lives in Atlanta, GA
where she works in the accounting and finance industry. She holds a Master's
Degree in Accounting. Since graduation she's worked in the public and private
accounting sectors. She is the wife of a loving husband, and the mother of a
beautiful girl. She works and writes full-time. A bestselling author in several
sub-genres at ARe and Amazon, she has also earned a 2012 Swirl Award in the
paranormal category. She's a PAN member of RWA, FF&P special interest
chapter of RWA, and co-founder and treasurer of Cultural, Interracial, and
Multicultural special interest chapter of RWA. Ambrielle Kirk is also an admin
at the blog, IRMC Books.
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