The great cataclysm wiped almost all life from the face of planet Earth, but tiny pockets of survivors crawled from the ashes, with only one thought: survival, at any cost.
But not all survivors were human.
In the dark, militant society that has risen in the aftermath, vampires, once thought to be mythical, have been assimilated and enslaved. Used for blood sport their lives are allowed to continue only for the entertainment of the masses. Reviled as savages, they are destined to serve out their immortal lives in the arena, as gladiators.
And there is no greater gladiator than Mira: undefeated, uncompromising...and seemingly unbreakable. When an escape attempt leads Mira into the path of Lucian Stavros, the city’s Regent, her destiny is changed forever.
Lucian, raised in a culture which both reviles and celebrates the savagery and inhumanity of vampires, finds Mira as intriguing as she is brash. An impulsive decision - to become Mira’s patron – changes more than just Lucian’s perception about vampire kind. The course of his life is altered in ways he could never have predicted – a life that is suddenly as expendable as hers.
Can Mira prove to Lucian that all is not as it seems? Can Lucian escape centuries of lies, bloodshed, and propaganda to see the truth? Or will the supreme power of the human overlords destroy them both?
Excerpt
The hair on the back of Mira's neck
prickled. An uncomfortable weight of unseen eyes settled on her.
Dread sank to the pit of her stomach. Busted...and so close to
escaping. Someone else was there, watching her. She felt it, but what
was more unsettling was the fact they had yet to announce themselves.
Guards would shoot first and ask questions later. Someone lurking in
the shadows… there was no telling what game they’d be playing.
Mira turned around and stood next to
the guard she had just felled. It didn’t take much for her to find
the source of her unease. A pair of mossy green eyes scrutinized her
from the opposite end of the hall.
Heart pounding, she stared back at the
man attached to those quizzical eyes. Human, no doubt. But he didn’t
carry a weapon. Nor was there any fear in those green eyes of his. On
the contrary, alone in a dark corridor, he stood his ground, lifting
his head, and stared Mira down like an alpha from some long lost wolf
pack.
The strangeness of his manner caught
Mira by surprise. For a few moments too long, she stood dumbfounded,
trying to process who he was and what her next move should be. His
face seemed oddly familiar, though at the moment she couldn’t place
where she’d seen him before.
The strange man was tall and well
built, but that really didn’t matter much. Mira could take down
vampires larger than she with no problem. But that wasn’t the thing
stopping her from making a move. Judging by the deep plum of his
suit, he was a man of some power. Only the Elite – those in the
ruling class – were ever permitted to wear such an audacious color.
As desperate as Mira was at that moment, she needed to tread
carefully. Being caught escaping—again—would earn her more time
in the light box, but injuring an Elite could have her staked out in
the middle of town square awaiting the dawn.
“Aren't you going to finish him?”
the man asked, his tone calm, soothing, as if he genuinely wanted to
know the answer.
“Why don’t I finish you instead?”
She hoped the warning in her voice would be enough to deter him, but
still the man remained unfazed, like some stoic statue across the
hallway. What was he playing at? And why was he just standing there,
calmly, giving her every opportunity to strike? Did he really place
so little value on his life?
“You could kill me, sure, but ask
yourself how that is going to help your situation.” Spoken like a
true Elite. He had to be up to something.
She didn’t like the smugness in tone,
but felt at a loss as to how to continue. She could be on him in a
fraction of a second. Crush his windpipe, and maybe buy herself a few
more minutes to find the exit, but she was lost and had already
wasted too much time. However, her inaction was almost certain to
earn her some additional reprisal as well.
The corner of his lip quirked up. “I
take it by your lack of response, that you’ve decided against
harming me?”
Damn him! He knew she couldn’t take
the risk. “For the moment, I guess.” Mira did not let her own
uncertainty leach out into her voice. She attempted to sound
self-assured, as if she were the one in charge at that moment.
“Well.” He let out a little sigh.
“I’m pleased to hear that.” The strange man smiled congenially.
“But, we will have to sort out what to do with you. It appears
you’re out of bounds here.”
Author Bio
Katie Salidas is a Super Woman! Endowed with special powers and abilities, beyond those of mortal women, She can get the munchkins off to gymnastics, cheerleading, Girl Scouts, and swim lessons. She can put hot food on the table for dinner while assisting with homework, baths, and bedtime… And, She still finds the time to keep the hubby happy (nudge nudge wink wink). She can do all of this and still have time to write.
And if you can believe all of those lies, there is some beautiful swamp land in Florida for sale… Katie Salidas resides in Las Vegas, Nevada. Mother, wife, and author, she does try to do it all, often causing sleep deprivation and many nights passed out at the computer. Writing books is her passion, and she hopes that her passion will bring you hours of entertainment.
And if you can believe all of those lies, there is some beautiful swamp land in Florida for sale… Katie Salidas resides in Las Vegas, Nevada. Mother, wife, and author, she does try to do it all, often causing sleep deprivation and many nights passed out at the computer. Writing books is her passion, and she hopes that her passion will bring you hours of entertainment.
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