Salvation teaser 3

   It had tasted nothing like Braith’s. Braith’s was sweet and soothing when it filled and strengthened her, it was right in so many ways. Though Caleb’s blood had renewed some of her strength, it felt hideously wrong in her body, it didn’t belong there and although her body was absorbing its healing properties, it was also revolting against the influx. A scream built inside of her, she had the unreasonable urge to rip her skin from her in order to release the blood that didn’t belong there.

   She was shaking. Her hands wouldn’t sit still on the hard floor as they jumped and danced over the marble beneath her. She tried to steady herself, but it felt as if she were no longer in her own body, but in someone else’s entirely.

   This was only the beginning of the suffering to come. Caleb could do this to her over and over again, and he would, because her reaction had just revealed how appalling his blood was to her, how miserable it made her feel.

New cover for The Survivor Chronicles!

Book 1 

                                                          What will become Book 2

Q&A Event.

On April 3, I'm going to host a Q&A segment from 7-5 on my facebook page. https://www.facebook.com/#!/ericastevens679  Feel free to ask whatever questions you have, that wouldn't involve a spoiler;) The cover and synopsis for Salvation, Captive 4, will be revealed at the end of the event!
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Edited Captured and Renegade

I just wanted to let everyone know that due to the hard work of my amazing editor, Leslie Mitchell at G2 Freelance Editing, there are edited versions of both Captured and Renegade available. Captured has been slightly extended and is still available for free. Renegade is the same length. There is no new information that will effect the outcome of book 4, Salvation, though.

Authorgraph

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Salvation release date and teaser 2! (Captive, 4)

I have set the official release date for Salvation! It will be available on June 8, 2013. In celebration I am releasing a second teaser!

   But Jack was right, they did have company and Braith was itching for a fight. He was itching for blood. He wanted to take his fury and frustration out on someone, and the king’s loyal soldiers were a good start. He slipped silently through the trees with the others, keeping an eye on the shifting shadows as he honed in on his prey. He thought he should be apprehensive about the thrill, the excitement and bloodlust that coursed through him, but he wasn’t. He’d do whatever it took, become whatever was necessary, to get her back. He didn’t care who he had to destroy in order to do it.

   Crouching behind a tree, he closed his eyes against the distracting shadows. Drawing upon the senses he’d honed during his hundred years of blindness, he was able to get a clearer picture of what was going on around him than if he had been using his broken eyes. His ears alerted him to the approach of the men, his nose picked up their scent long before they reached the crest of the hill. He was silent, as still as stone as he listened and waited for the soldiers to move closer.
   Then, as the men rounded the top of the hill, and all he knew was the darkness that the world had become, he slipped from behind the tree and descended upon the men like an avenging demon. Something he feared he might actually become. He felt dark enough to be one, felt hollow and hate filled enough to have come straight from the depths of hell.
   As he drove the first soldier into the ground, he realized that he hadn’t slipped into the darkness that a demon would possess. He’d slipped into the darkness that the king possessed. What was inside of him now was what he’d often seen reflected in the eyes of his father. The worst part, he realized as he destroyed first one vampire, and then another, was that he didn’t care. He welcomed it, embraced it, and relished in the death as it briefly calmed his tormented spirit.

Salvation teaser 1

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   “Just because Aria was in that town it doesn’t mean he knows that you are here, that any of us are here,” David said.

   Braith’s jaw grated back and forth, his hands clenched on his biceps. “He may suspect that there is a militia within these woods, but he will know that I am here because he will smell my blood in her.”
   Jack was motionless as he awaited David’s reaction to Braith’s blunt statement. David blinked once, twice, and then slowly closed his open mouth. “I see.”    
   Daniel was thoughtful, his fingers tapped briefly on the paper as his focus turned to Braith. “I also believe the town should be razed as we move through it.”
   Jack did a double take at Daniel’s words. Braith’s head swiveled slowly toward him; even behind the thick glasses Jack could see the burning ruby coals of his eyes. A chill crept down his back, he wasn’t entirely certain it was even Braith standing over there anymore, or if it was something far more hazardous and wild.




   The King.
   For a moment Aria’s legs almost gave out on her. It was sheer will that kept her on her feet as Caleb pulled her forward. She had never seen him before, but would have known him instantly, simply for the fact that he looked so heartbreakingly like Braith. His hair was that same black shade; his features were different in subtle ways, his face colder and crueler. Though she knew just how merciless Braith could be when he was pushed to his limits, there was a depravity about this man that Braith could never possess.
   She shuddered at the thought of what Braith was like now, without her.
   The king rose unhurriedly to tower over her. This close to him she was able to pick out the other differences between this man and his son. There was no sparkle within this man’s callous green eyes, their noses were different, the king’s forehead was higher and his cheeks broader, but she was still unnerved by the similarities.
   His gaze raked her from head to toe and then leisurely back up again. She felt exposed, judged, and found lacking. “I smell my son on you, in you.” Aria remained still, uncertain what it was that he expected of her. If they planned on killing her, she felt she would already be dead.
   The king rested two fingers against her cheek. Pride kept her face impassive as he turned her neck first one way, and then the other. “He has also fed from you, recently, and what appears to be a fairly regular basis.”
   She continued to remain immobile as his fingers slid briefly over her neck and then her collarbone. Caleb was the threat she had known upon coming in here, but the other one was now standing in front of her, touching her far too much for her liking. And the king was the one with all the power, the one that would now control her fate.