In Darkness We Must Abide Season 2 by Rhiannon Frater
Publication date: December 16th 2013
Genres: Adult, Horror, Paranormal
Publication date: December 16th 2013
Genres: Adult, Horror, Paranormal
Synopsis:
In Darkness We Must Abide is the epic saga of one young woman caught in the dangerous world of the creatures of the night.
Vanora
is haunted by the night her faith in those she loved was shattered.
After fleeing Houston, she takes refuge in Austin and creates a
normal life with her roommate Rhonda. Despite her newfound
happiness, Vanora is tormented by dreams and visions of an enigmatic and
dangerous albino vampire.
When her world starts to fall apart and Armando comes back into her life to warn her that her brother is in danger, Vanora realizes that she can’t escape her destiny. Evil threatens her family, and she must venture into the darkness to save everyone she cares about.
As she seeks to uncover the truth about the terrifying albino vampire and her purpose in his schemes, Vanora starts to realize that the man she loves most may be her greatest enemy. Rhiannon Frater delivers a chilling adventure once again with this multi-part epic serial with a dynamic cast, old school vampires, bloody action, a smoldering forbidden love, and a terrifying villain set against the backdrop of a modern day vampire war.
This book includes all five episodes of the second season of the serial.
When her world starts to fall apart and Armando comes back into her life to warn her that her brother is in danger, Vanora realizes that she can’t escape her destiny. Evil threatens her family, and she must venture into the darkness to save everyone she cares about.
As she seeks to uncover the truth about the terrifying albino vampire and her purpose in his schemes, Vanora starts to realize that the man she loves most may be her greatest enemy. Rhiannon Frater delivers a chilling adventure once again with this multi-part epic serial with a dynamic cast, old school vampires, bloody action, a smoldering forbidden love, and a terrifying villain set against the backdrop of a modern day vampire war.
This book includes all five episodes of the second season of the serial.
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Season 2 Excerpt
Vanora forced her eyes to open, abandoning the nightmare for the
real world. The dream still clung to her mind and body. Attempting to sit up,
she found herself paralyzed. It felt as if the bands of the nightmare world
were keeping her strapped to the mattress, reluctant to release her. It struck
her that she could still sense the power of the vampire. Fearfully, her gaze
searched the gloom filling the room as she became horrifically aware that the
vampire was near.
The door to the bedroom stood ajar. She knew for certain she had
closed it when she had gone to bed. Now the darkness beyond the cracked door
held the promise of growing danger. When he surreptitiously entered her room,
Vanora shuddered at the sight of the pale vampire. His tall, pale, masculine
form hesitated as he perhaps realized she was awake. Vanora strove to force her
limbs into action, but her body refused to obey. The vampire slunk further into
her bedroom, his movements quick and sure, like any predator.
“Rhonda
invited me in,” the increasingly familiar deep voice murmured. He glided
through the shadows of her bedroom, the moonlight straining through her gauzy
curtains illuminating his pale skin.
Vanora willed herself awake, yet the world remained unchanged.
Pinned to her bed, she was vividly aware of the approaching vampire. The power
emanating from the vampire surged around her. It was wicked and enticing all at
once. Cold prickles flowed across her flesh, her skin burned by the icy touch
of the vampire’s presence. Vanora lay trapped on her bed, unable to call out or
move.
The vampire stopped at the edge of the mattress, staring down at
her. She could see that he was bare chested, his long legs clad in black
leather. White hair fell in waves over his shoulders. Kneeling on the bed with
slow, seductive movements, his face drew terrifyingly near, the purple fire of
his eyes bright in the darkness. The light of the moon glinted off the silvery
strands of his goatee.
“You
don’t yet know who I am, and that’s how it should be. I need you to wait for
me. Wait for the time when we can be together. Yet, I cannot resist seeing you
just this once.”
Vanora strained to speak, but her lips remained frozen. Only her
eyes were blessed with movement. The vampire lowered his head, tilting it so
that his face disappeared into the gloom. He was so close, she felt as if her
heart would stop from fright. Yet, the darkness within her craved to hold him
close to her trembling body. That realization terrified her even more than the
vampire.
“You
look so frightened. There’s no need to be,” he whispered. “I would never hurt
you.”
One of his hands caressed her face gently. It was the strong hand
of a warrior and it felt soothingly wintry against her fevered face. As his
fingertips traced her lips, her terror began to dissolve.
What was happening to her?
The bliss sweeping through her limbs untethered her body. Raising
her hand, Vanora caught the vampire by the wrist. Beneath her unsteady grip,
she could feel his incredible strength. His long body settled over her like a
cloak, trapping her beneath him. His face was so close to hers, his lips
brushed lightly over her chin and mouth as he spoke.
“We
belong together, Vanora.”
“No,”
she protested, finding her voice. It sounded shrill.
He slid a hand through her hair affectionately. “I love your hair.
It’s so long and white. Like mine.”
“Please,
let me be,” Vanora gasped. She couldn’t abide the sensations his touch created
within her. It was a betrayal of all she held to be true.
“Don’t
be afraid, Vanora. My little white witch. My love.”
The vampire’s mouth captured hers in an ardent kiss.
A dark essence flowed out of the depth of her soul, filling her
with desire. It screamed with triumph, free at last. Vanora felt the great
wings of her power reach out to embrace the vampire. Everything within her
cried out for him. She was complete in his arms. Whole at last. Not lost, but
found.
Vanora lost herself in his kiss. His lips and tongue were so cold
against the warmth of her mouth. The sharp tips of his canine teeth raked her
tongue, but she didn’t care. He was hers and she was his. Tangling one hand in
his hair, she wrapped her legs around him, relishing his weight between her
thighs. Dragging her other hand down his back, she felt the muscles beneath his
smooth white skin.
“You
feel it,” the vampire whispered against her mouth.
“Yes,”
Vanora panted.
Trapped within the web of their joined power, she invited the
seductive touch of the vampire. His hand gripped her thigh, pulling her hard
against the erection straining beneath the leather of his trousers. It was then
that she felt something hard against her shoulder blade. It was cool metal.
Distracted by the sensation, she tilted her face from the vampire. His mouth
descended to her throat, lightly biting her, but not drawing blood. Through the
haze of desire, she realized the bit of metal was her cross.
The wicked carnality she had felt at his kiss began to fade as
Vanora concentrated on the discomfort of the cross pressing into her skin. It
warmed, pulsating beneath her. Mentally shoving away the sinister force
enveloping her emotions, she struggled to regain her sense of self. The cross
became unbearably hot, slashing through the vampire’s seduction.
Vanora’s mind came sharply into focus as her body numbed to the
vampire’s ardor. Their mingled auras no longer felt like salvation, but
slavery. Her heart and soul cried out for Armando, and she felt sullied by the
touch of the vampire.
“Wait,”
she whispered, pressing him away.
The growl that emanated from the vampire was terrifying. His hands
tightened possessively on her body.
“Help
me,” she said, thinking rapidly. She took hold of the top of her pajamas.
The vampire chuckled, gripped the fabric and yanked the tank top
over her head. As it came free, Vanora caught hold of the chain of her
necklace, yanked the cross forward, grasped it in one hand, and shoved the
silver pendant against his skin.
Rhiannon
Frater is the award-winning author of over a dozen books, including
the As the World Dies zombie trilogy (Tor), as well as independent works
such as The Last Bastion of the Living (declared the #1 Zombie Release
of 2012 by Explorations Fantasy Blog and the #1 Zombie Novel of the
Decade by B&N Book Blog), and other horror novels. Her next
novel for Tor, Dead Spots, will be published in 2014. She was born and
raised a Texan and presently lives in Austin, Texas with her husband and
furry children (a.k.a pets). She loves scary movies, sci-fi and horror
shows, playing video games, cooking, dyeing her hair weird colors, and
shopping for Betsey Johnson purses and shoes.
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