Vampires live in credenti (vampire communities) with their own rules about behavior, dress and superstition. They are ruled by the Eternal Order, but many vampires' only desire is to escape the confines of the communities and the Order as soon as they are able.
The Roman brothers, Alexander, Nicholas and Lucius, Pureblood sons of the Breeding Male, have been hiding from the Eternal Order for decades. However, when Alexander starts to morph into his mature powers and weaknesses a century early, the brothers learn the Order has not forgotten them. As well as a desperate urge to stay alive, Alexander feels a raging desire to help the woman, Dr. Sara Donohue, who saved his life during his morph. In addition, he feels plain old-fashioned desire for her, but he knows a relationship with a human is impossible. Meanwhile, Sara continues to evade a former patient who has developed an unhealthy fixation as she tries to help her brother escape the trauma of his memories.
ETERNAL HUNGER is an excellent start to a series with an intricate and original interpretation of the vampire mythos.
FEAR IS IN THE BLOOD
Alexander Roman wants nothing to do with the controlling
rulers of his vampire breed or the family he escaped from a
hundred years ago. But as a new threat to the pureblood
vampires emerges, Alexander's ties to the past are forced
upon him again, and without warning, he finds himself -
disoriented, terrified, and near death - at the door of a
stranger.
TRUST IS A RISK
Dr. Sarah Donohue is dedicated to removing the traumatic
memories of her patients - like those of the stranger at her
front door. But what he tells her of his past is too
astonishing to be anything more than the delusion of a
madman. Yet she has seen his flesh scarred by the sun and
witnessed his inhuman strength. And never more has she felt
so conneted to a man, by both fear and seductive excitement.
LOVE IS ETERNAL ...
But as their worlds collide, Sarah and Alexander are bound
by something even stronger, as one becomes hunter and the
other prey. And Sarah's only chance of survival is to
surrender to the final - and most unimaginable - desire of
her life.
EXCERPT
One
Soho
11:45 p.m.
Their breath visible in the frigid air, their shadows
massive against the jagged stone walls, Nicholas and Lucian
Roman moved through the tunnels beneath the quiet Manhattan
neighborhood, determined to save their brotherβs soul, yet
severely opposed on how to accomplish it.
βHeβs not ready,β Lucian growled.
Nicholasβs strides lengthened as he stalked past the tunnel
guards, male vampires, Impurebloods, who kept their eyes on
their boots and away from the one so beautifully pale, and
the other with eyes and hair as black as his unbeating
heart. βI will see for myself.β
βWhat you will see, brother,β Lucian said, his fangs
twitching, βis an animal. The hunger rules him again. This
time it is nearly uncontrollable.β
βNo. Alexander has control. He has judgment. Look where he
keeps himself.β Nicholas frowned. The 6 by 9 foot cage that
dwelled far beneath the New York City streets had been built
long ago to quell his eldest brotherβs rage, starve his body
and fuck with his mind, but in the past two days it had kept
him from killing anything that crossed his path.
Lucian fell into step beside him as the tunnel widened. βHe
nearly butchered that human woman, Nicky.β
βShe is fine. She breathes.β
βOnly because you intervened.β
Nicholas said nothing, his jaw tight as a fist.
Lucian continued, βHe must stay in the cage until he
feels...whole again. Until his craving for blood eases.β His
voice dropped. βIf it ever eases...β
βYou want to keep him locked up like an animal
indefinitely?β Nicholas accused fiercely. βLike he was
forced to do as a balas.β The ancient word for βvampire
childβ exited Nicholasβs mouth as a bitter hiss.
βIt is as he wants it,β Lucian argued. βAlexander built that
cage because he was addicted to the pain of his past - now
he keeps himself in it to protect his future. Iβm not the
bastard who fucked up his early years, but I know what needs
to be done now, and so does Alexander. He understands the
danger heβs in β that weβre all in now.β
They rounded the corner and Nicholas eyeballed a second set
of guards as they passed by. The Impurebloods, the powerless
sons of both human and vampire had escaped their respective
credentis β their vampire communities β long ago after
having their sexual appetites bled out of them by the Order,
the rulers of their breed. Now, they worked for the
Pureblood Roman brothers, and were treated with decency and
respect.
βI believe your reaction,β Nicholas said to Lucian as they
reached the end of the tunnel and the door that led to their
brotherβs prison. β--your need to keep Alexander contained -
is based in fear.β
Lucian stepped in front of the heavy iron door, blocking
Nicholasβs way, his almond eyes burning with aggression.
βListen to me, if he kills, the Eternal Order will be able
to track him β theyβll be up our asses before we have a
chance to cover for him.β
Nicholas sniffed. βSince when have you ever cared about the
laws of the Order?β
βHey, if you want to bring a war here β because you know
thatβs what will happen if the Order finds us and attempts
to take us back to the credenti - Iβm game. Iβd have to be
dead to return to my vampire community, so theyβll get a
good fight from me. But we must acknowledge that if they
find us, everything weβve created since escaping will be
over.β He lifted his pale brows. βThis is not fear, but
reality.β
Nicholas stared at his brother; the near-albino with the
shock of white hair hanging past his ears, the terrifying
angel. Granted, Lucian could be a hotheaded shit who acted
too quickly and apologized never, but his point, his
reasoning for keeping Alexander away from the public had
merit. And Nicholas was never one to ignore reality. As a
balas it had kept him and his mother clothed, fed and
breathing. And more vitally, it had kept them away from the
credenti and later, the Eternal Order; the ten Pureblood
vampires who had passed on to the middle world, yet made the
laws, punished the lawbreakers and governed every vampire
credenti on Earth.
Nicholas nodded at his brother. βAll right. He stays. But I
want to see him and speak to him first.β
βYou gonna give him a hug,β Lucian drawled, βtell him
everythingβs going to be all right, share some feelings?β
Nicholas didnβt bite back. He was nothing if not controlled.
It was how he survived within his own head, within the
memories that lurked there. βEnough now. Open the door,
little brother.β
With a sniff of derision, Lucian turned and punched in the
alarm code. When he saw βgreen for go,β he gripped the
massive door handle and pulled. The brothers entered,
quickly filling the small space with their massive frames.
Nicholas looked around. First thing he saw was Alexanderβs
ancient servant, Evans, a bald, rat-eyed Impure, who had
escaped a crendenti in Maine just ten years ago, and had
been found in Central Park by Alexander.
Evans paced the floor in front of the cage, which was cut
into the rock wall and had no windows, except for the three
twelve-inch iron bars soldered into a steel door that took
three keys, an alarm code and a retinal scan to unlock.
βOpen the door, Evans,β Lucian ordered brusquely.
The old Impure stopped directly in front of Alexanderβs
self-imposed prison. Like most males who came before the
Roman brothers, he refused to make eye contact. It was the
fear of their father, the Breeding Male, who and what he was
- it remained strong, even in those who had escaped the
credenti. βIβm sorry, sir. He wishes not to be disturbed.β
Lucian cocked his head to one side. βI really donβt give a
shit.β
βEasy, Lucian,β Nicholas said in a calm voice, well aware
that the old vampire was just protecting his master, the one
who had taken him in and given him a new life. βStep aside
now, Evans.β
βBut, sir--β
βIβm a gentleman, Evans,β Nicholas continued easily, βand
would drain your vein quickly and relatively painlessly, but
Lucian, as you know, has little self-control.β
Evans paled. βYes, sir.β
βDo it,β Lucian said. βQuickly.β
His hands shaking, the servant did as he was told, disarming
the alarm, performing the retinal scan and fumbling around
with the key as he unlocked the door. Then without looking
at either brother, he stood back and watched as the door
rolled to one side.
It was pitch black inside the cage, freezing and smelled of
disinfectant - just as Alexander liked it. Lucian was the
first to enter, but was barely five seconds inside before he
let loose a string of curses.
Nicholas reached his brotherβs side in a millisecond.
βWhatβs the problem?β When he saw the reason for the
outburst, he stalked out of the hole in the rock and went
directly to Evans, his nostrils pulsing with each heavy
breath. βWhere is he?β
Evansβ entire body trembled with fear. βI couldnβt stop him.
I--β
βLook at me, Impure!β Nicholas demanded.
Evansβ gaze flickered up. He saw Lucian coming toward him
too, and looked ready to pass the hell out.
βHow long?β Nicholas repeated.
βAn hour,β Evans squeaked out.
βShit!β
Nicholas turned when he heard Lucian. βHeβs on the hunt to
finish the first, then find and drain another.β
Lucianβs fangs elongated as he glared at the servant. βYou
stupid little fu--β
Nicholas stopped him. βNo time. We need to find him. No
female in his path is safe.β
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