Being damned for eternity is a bitch, especially when you're spending it alone.
Kassy isn't the only new-blooded vampire in town, but unless they can prove she’s innocent of the murders, she and Alex could face banishment, or worse. And if being forced to hide away in the blood den isn't bad enough, news of a favourite donor's disappearance is all it takes to send Alex right over the edge.
Can they find the rogue vampire before he kills again? Or will they be forced into exile for murders they didn't commit?
Reader Advisory: This book contains themes of D/s, bloodsucking during sex and some F/F kissing.
Here's a snippet!
Copyright © Erin Lark, 2013
All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Total-E-Bound.
Excerpt From: A Taste for Blood
A scrawny man not worth a vampire’s bite, let alone a sip, sat at the desk in front of me, his head of brown curls shielding whatever it was he’d just written down. I focused on the back of his neck. His beating heart was easily drowned out by the thump of electronic music waiting beyond a set of double doors.
The music called to me almost as much as the sweet, salty and tangy tastes I was bound to find once I got inside. Vampire-friendly clubs such as this housed the best kind of porn available to man and vampire alike, but I wasn’t in it for the slender legs, curved breasts or delicious bloodbath that was vampire-on-human sex. Not all of it, anyway.
Smells. Tastes. Even hearing the flow of blood from every sub in the room was enough to put me on edge, but there was only one human I wanted to see…taste.
I clenched my fists and studied the black duffel bag I’d brought along with me. Aside from the cuffs and collar I’d thrown in earlier this evening, its contents never changed. A few pints of blood, ointment, bandages, condoms and lube—everything a vampire could possibly need.
I closed my eyes and tried not to think of her bare neck. Of the deep bite I’d left her with the last time I’d been here. My stomach turned with guilt. I’d taken it too far too soon. I only hoped tonight she’d say yes and invite me in for seconds. Thirds.
"Welcome to Horizons. How may I help you?" the desk clerk asked, raising his eyebrows at me. The colour drained from his face, and he stood from his chair. "You again."
I smiled at his surprise and waved a hand. "Please, sit down, uh…"
"Tyler," he offered, signing me in on his slip of paper.
I bit my bottom lip. "Is she here?"