vampire and a slayer walk into a bar… Sounds like the beginning of a bad
joke, but for Veronica and Mackenzie, it’s the beginning of the rest of their
world has seen its fair share of evil, but Veronica Chase had no idea such
monsters truly existed. Werewolves, poltergeists, witches… even vampires.
Ignorance was bliss. But her reality was crushed on that horrid day her family
was taken away from her. Now, Veronica has devoted her entire life to hunting
those very creatures, searching for the werewolf pack that murdered her parents
in hopes of finding her abducted sister. Nothing will get in her way of
settling the score for the hand she was unjustly dealt. That is until her
newest assignment brings her to her knees.
one hundred and eight years on earth, Mackenzie Jones thought he had seen it
all. With the exception of daylight of course, but that’s what comes with the
territory being a vampire and all. Perpetually damned to live his life as a
bartender in the shadows of the night, nothing has sparked his interest lately.
Just once he wished something exciting would happen in his mundane life. Little
did he know, his wish was about to come true. Walking through the door to his
bar, and into his heart, Mackenzie allows love to take the wheel for the first
time. There’s just one slight problem. She’s there to kill him.
The delectable scent of meat searing on the grill hit his senses
as he made his way into the kitchen. Daniela was making his favorite meal;
filet mignon. Mackenzie hadn’t realized how long he’d gone without food until
now; his stomach growled in response to the sizzling steak, ready to eat it raw
if he had to. Daniela turned off the blender and poured the concoction into some
“I thought this might cheer you up,” Daniela said, handing a glass
to Mackenzie. “Drink up!” Her attention went back to the blender as she sang,
“You put the lime in the coconut, and drink them both up.”
Daniela had a way of making all the troubles in the world just
disappear, even if it was as simple as making his favorite meal or whipping up
a tasty drink. Mackenzie sat at the head of the table and gulped down the
contents in his cup. But for some reason, it didn’t work this time. He was still
as depressed as he was before. Maybe even more so.
Smacking the glass down on the table a little harder than he
intended, the crystal chimed delicately in response. One drop of blood from the
Type O cocktail escaped the lip of the glass and started to slowly slide its
way down to the base. Mackenzie stared at the liquid ruby and couldn’t help but
image it being the warm blood of a lover, descending down her neck after a
fresh bite. His fangs released in response. How he longed to hold a woman with
soft, beautiful skin in his arms. Maybe Daniela was right, maybe he did need a
companion. Instead, the opaque crystal goblet sat lifelessly in his palm. He
picked up the glass and slowly licked the droplet in one upward flick of the
tongue. The action, as harmless as it was, opened a flood gate of instincts
Mackenzie had to try to repress; he had to push back into the
coffin where he stashed them years ago.
“You okay?” Daniela asked, sitting down next to him. “You
look a little pale, like you’re going to be sick.”
“Of course I’m pale. I’m a vampire.” Mackenzie smiled, showing off
his protracted fangs. Daniela chuckled in response and went back to finishing
Lucky for him, she bought his lame excuse when in actuality he was
scared. Scared that his vampire nature would spring to life and drown him in
blood lust for all the years he suppressed the urge. He barely knew what it was
like to be a vampire, but his instincts were rushing back to him. Now, after
visualizing that tantalizing temptation, he had to try not to be one again.
Shit, Mackenzie thought.
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