Description:
Deamhan have survived by remaining hidden in the shadows. Ramanga, Lamia, Metusba, and Lugat have been overshadowed by what humans know as the modern vampire. But what if vampires aren't the real threat?
One woman's search for her mother who disappeared without a trace on the streets of Minneapolis takes her into the precarious world of Deamhan, psychic vampires who rule the underground nightlife in the city's most darkest corners.
She gains the trust of the only other human familiar with the Deamhan lifestyle. With his help she finds not only can the Deamhan not be trusted but it s her own father, president of a ruthless organization of researchers, who has diabolically maintained that distrust.
EXCERPT:
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Veronica’s thoughts caught
his attention again, and he leaned back on the stool, studying her.
Veronica understood now how
a woman could fall for a man like that. Most of the men in Dark Sepulcher were
attractive, but this man was hot. She stole a covert glance from under
her eyelashes. Tall, medium build, long, glossy hair—stop it. Stay
off that bandwagon.
His
full lips broke into a smile. “Sorry I intruded on your thoughts. But I gotta
admit, I like what I see in there.”
Veronica
felt heat rise in her chest, neck and face. Busted. He offered his hand,
another trick she wouldn’t fall for.
“I’m
Remy and you are?”
Remy.
The name sounded too familiar. Veronica recalled the name listed somewhere on
the documents she’d stolen from The Brotherhood. His name was just one of the
many that stuck out to her but at the moment she couldn’t remember why.
She fixed her thoughts on
her napkin, staring at the condensation ring left by the wet glass. Still her
mind wouldn’t quiet. What Deamhan type is
he? Until she knew which, she couldn’t be sure of his level of threat. She
couldn’t get too close.
Despite
herself, she stole a quick look in his direction.
He flashed a ready smile.
Teeth
aren’t sharp and pointy. He’s not a Ramanga. She stared again at her drink, wiping the droplets of water from the
side of her glass.
“Am I scaring you?” Remy’s
voice interrupted Veronica’s thoughts. She shook her head and remained silent.
“Do you talk?”
“Not to strangers.” She
immediately regretted her gutsy remark, knowing it would intrigue him further.
“Maybe you should.” He
traced the rim of the glass with a slender, pale finger. “You’re new here.”
Veronica wanted to check him
out but knew she should avoid his eye. She looked over her shoulder and then at
the ceiling. She glanced at the sticky floor and studied the woodwork on the
bar.
“Nervous?”
He’d read her like an open
book. She felt a tiny tingle as he tried again to read her thoughts.
“Your thoughts. They come to
me kinda like a movie: sometimes clear, other times fuzzy.” He chuckled. “Right
now, they’re crystal. Do you really find the bar’s wood grain that intriguing?”
Veronica couldn’t help but
grin.
“Do you smell that?” His
voice dropped to a loud whisper. “I smell a vampire.”
About the author:
An avid gamer, writer, and lover of history, Isaiyan Morrison was born and raised in Minnesota. She moved to San Diego, California while in the Navy. After serving four years of active duty, she moved to Los Angeles.
After a few years, she moved back to Minnesota where she started to pursue her dream to be an author.
Besides writing, she also likes to read, surf the internet, watch movies, and play video games. She likes warm drinks, pico de gallo, and her love for cilantro is legendary.
At one point she was sponsored to participate in video game tournaments. During that time she traveled to Canada, Nevada, New York, Pennsylvania, Florida, Iowa, Oklahoma, and Caribbean.
Her novel Deamhan, the first book in the Deamhan series, was accepted for publication by Rainstorm Press for release in mid 2013. She’s currently in talks to have the second book Sensual Appetite published by the same company.
Other novels the author has completed are The Carriers (Sphere Episode One,) The Bond (Sphere, Episode Two,) and Old Farmer’s Road to name a few.
She’s currently writing the third Deamhan book titled, Revelation, and Maris. The Brotherhood Files.
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