Vampires Never Die
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The Witch and the Vampire
Melora Merriweather is searching for a fellow witch to protect her from a scheming uncle with plans of marriage. When her carriage overturns on her journey, she is rescued by a mysterious man whom she learns is the very person she seeks. But, he's not the witch she thought he was...
Sebastian Collins should have left for London days ago. Now, a snowstorm has trapped him with a woman who has come seeking protection, a woman who intrigues him like no other. And with each passing hour, his hunger for her grows...hunger for her kiss, her caress, and her blood.
A sigh escaped her lips as she traced one finger along his cold white cheek, marveling at the tiny shocks that trembled through her hands at the contact.
“I’m afraid,” he muttered, turning back to look at her. “I will kill you.”
She shook her head. “You won’t. I trust you.”
“I do not.”
She leaned down to place her lips on his, thrilling at the feel of his cold lips against hers. “I won’t let you,” she told him, smiling into his mouth. “I’m a witch, you know. I can stop you if I have to.”
When she tilted her head back, she saw the understanding brighten his blue eyes. Trust and hope flared in his eyes, and she was amazed at how innocent he looked as he slowly sat up, curling her into his embrace. He seemed like a young boy, unsure but willing to allow her to lead him into the dark unknown.
“I do not know if I’ll have the strength to stop. Are you certain you can stop me before…?” He asked, unwilling to complete the thought. He leaned over her, nuzzling her cheek, taking deep gulping breaths, inhaling her scent. His hands trembled as he held her. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight against her.
“Yes,” she breathed, tilting her head to the side, allowing him easier access to the vein pulsing in her neck.
He paused only a moment more, and then kissed her throat. His tenderness warmed her. The gentleness in his touch awed her. He suffered so much. He had hungered for so long, and yet he found the strength to gently ease his bloodlust upon her. With another tender kiss, she felt the piercing of his teeth puncturing her skin.
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Tricia Schneider write sensual paranormal and historical romances to help you escape when you need a break from real life. Interested in learning more about her books? Sign-up for her newsletter where you'll learn about her new book releases, updates on works-in-progress, writing tips, book reviews, contests, and other fun book-related info!
