Dark Love (The Two Vampires, #3)

By M.D. Bowden

A Dark Tale of Blood, Power and Magic.

Romantic, compelling and brimming with sexual tension, 'Dark Love (The Two Vampires, #3),' will imprint on your mind and leave you with a thirst for more.

Sarah's world has turned upside down. Now a vampire she will need to battle blood lust and decide on a new life path so she doesn't hurt those she cares about most . . .

THE TWO VAMPIRES series:

#1 Dark Wine
#2 Dark Blood
#3 Dark Love
#4 Dark Moors

This series contains hot and steamy sex scenes; aimed at readers of 18+ years.

Extract from 'THE TWO VAMPIRES'

Sarah felt a spasm race over her body. Her eyes jerked open as she took a big gulp of fresh air. She looked around and saw conifers in every direction. The light was fading.
What the hell was she doing; sleeping in the forest? Who was looking after Megan and Bea? And why the hell was her throat burning like mad?
Ugh, she was so thirsty. She needed to drink badly, her throat hurt - it was parched.
She focused her attention on her ears and listened out for water.
Nothing.
Then she heard a pounding heart. It was rhythmic and alluring.
She felt like she was slipping into a trance.
Sarah jumped to her feet. She started to move towards the sound - without even realizing what she was doing: Stalking her prey.
She spotted a young deer ahead. Its nose was rummaging through the leaves, looking for food. She was beautiful; her fur was a rich coppery red. Sarah watched the deer and located its pulse at its neck. She watched it entranced; beating steadily.
Sarah's thirst drew her out from behind a tree. The deer raised its head and looked directly at her with wide startled eyes. Sarah looked back, one second of connection, before it turned and ran.
Sarah acted on instinct; she bolted forward. She did not know why, but she could not let the deer escape.
She knew one thing: If she could only reach that deer, have it for herself - it would sooth her thirst. It would make her feel better.
She needed the deer.
Sarah sprang, landing on its back. It crippled beneath her, unable to support her weight.
Her eyes were again drawn to the pulse at the neck. She admired the smooth expanse of silky fur before her, while she held on tight to stop herself falling away, to stop the deer breaking free. Her teeth felt strange. They ached. They longed to pierce the neck before her.
Her mouth opened as her head moved slowly forwards, entranced. She held the struggling deer very still and tentatively grazed the neck with her teeth. A faint line of blood appeared. She furrowed her forehead in confusion; were her teeth that sharp?

• Language: English
• Publisher: M.D. Bowden
• Release date: May 28, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301900435

M.D. Bowden

M.D. BOWDEN lives in England with her partner and two young children. She enjoys spending time with her family, in the sea, on the cliffs, and reading as much fantasy as she can get her hands on.

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What Others are Saying about Dark Love

This is another great book in this series. The author does a good job getting you lost in the characters within the book . . . I look forward to reading the next release. Pianogirl05 (amazon.com review)

It was a good read. A different slant on vampire lore. Would recommend to anyone that likes vampire stories. I will be reading more by this author very soon. Kookie (amazon.com review)

I highly recommend this book and series! T. Clark kellz (amazon.com review)

BY M.D. BOWDEN

New Release – First in New Series!!

Gateway to Faerie

The Two Vampires:

Dark Wine

Dark Blood

Dark Love

Dark Moors

Non-fiction:

What’s It Really Like? Pregnancy & Birth

THE TWO VAMPIRES

Dark Love

Formerly called ‘The Moors – Part 1’

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All characters in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

What Others are Saying about Dark Love

BY M.D. BOWDEN

Copyright

DEDICATION

Dark Love

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER 12

CHAPTER 13

CHAPTER 14

CHAPTER 15

CHAPTER 16

CHAPTER 17

THE END

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AUTHOR BIO

DEDICATION

To my partner and children for putting up with hours spent writing!

Also to all the writers who have inspired me.

THE TWO VAMPIRES

Dark Love

♥

PROLOGUE

A tall man paced back and forth, waiting for the time to come when the full moon would cast its light on the stone circle before him. His victims were tied and gagged and ready for the sacrifice when he would slice open their necks and let their blood perform its magic. It was the first step needed to resurrect Nathaniel; an old vampire who had been entombed two hundred years before.

He thought back to the reports he had found buried in his attic, not wanting to miss a detail and perform the ritual wrong – so much depended on it. The reports had explained it all; how a coven of witches had stood against the powerful vampire who had been terrorizing their town. They had stripped him of his power, and then buried him in the earth beneath this very circle of stones. The reports detailed how to bring him back, for the blood of an old vampire was rich and magical – if he could only get hold of some. . . .

At that point the clouds shifted and the full moon shone down, casting shadows across the circle, across the four people who he had brought to slaughter. He sneered as he saw their fear. He could smell it and it made him sick.

He stepped between the stones, walking over the hummocky ground to the center of the circle. He had to be quick and perform the ritual before the moon became obscured by cloud once more – he eyed the sky warily before closing his eyes and tapping into his power, the power that was in his blood as a born sorcerer. Flames sprung up around the circle and he stepped towards his first sacrifice. He knelt by the side of the young man and took out a small knife, cutting the cord that bound him to the stone. He left his hands bound. Under duress the sorcerer led him to the center and pushed him down. The man was too fearful to even struggle, and the sorcerer caught a whiff of urine. He brought the knife to the man’s throat and pierced it gently, before swiping across and letting his blood spill.

‘Fire, Moor, Blood and Death – Feed and Awaken,’ he chanted beneath his breath.

He watched as the body before him stilled and blood soaked into the earth.

Strangled, panicked breaths emanated from the remaining three sacrifices.

The sorcerer stood and approached the second, then the third, then the fourth – and repeated the ritual on each.

As he muttered the incantation for the final time he sat down in the center of the circle and leant against the pile of bodies behind him. Their hearts were still, their blood seeping through the ground to the entombed body below.

Now all he had to do was wait until their bodies were empty, until they had no more blood to give. Then he would dispose of them, and choose four more victims, for he would need to perform the same ritual at the next full moon to complete the awakening ceremony.

Nathaniel would rise and he would demand his price; his blood.

He would find immortality.

CHAPTER 1

Sarah felt a spasm race over her body. Her eyes jerked open as she took a big gulp of fresh air. She looked around and saw conifers in every direction. The light was fading.

What the hell was she doing; sleeping in the forest? Who was looking after Megan and Bea? And why the hell was her throat burning like mad?

Ugh, she was so thirsty. She needed to drink badly, her throat hurt - it was parched.

She focused her attention on her ears and listened out for water.

Nothing.

Then she heard a pounding heart. It was rhythmic and alluring.

She felt like she was slipping into a trance.

Sarah jumped to her feet. She started to move towards the sound - without even realizing what she was doing: Stalking her prey.

She spotted a young deer ahead. Its nose was rummaging through the leaves, looking for food. She was beautiful; her fur was a rich coppery red. Sarah watched the deer and located its pulse at its neck. She watched it entranced; beating steadily.

Sarah’s thirst drew her out from behind a tree. The deer raised its head and looked directly at her with wide startled eyes. Sarah looked back, one second of connection, before it turned and ran.

Sarah acted on instinct; she bolted forward. She did not know why, but she could not let the deer escape.

She knew one thing: If she could only reach that deer, have it for herself - it would sooth her thirst. It would make her feel better.

She needed the deer.

Sarah sprang, landing on its back. It crippled beneath her, unable to support her weight.

Her eyes were again drawn to the pulse at the neck. She admired the smooth expanse of silky fur before her, while she held on tight to stop herself falling away, to stop the deer breaking free. Her teeth felt strange. They ached. They longed to pierce the neck before her.

Her mouth opened as her head moved slowly forwards, entranced. She held the struggling deer very still and tentatively grazed the neck with her teeth. A faint line of blood appeared. She furrowed her forehead in confusion; were her teeth that sharp?

Then she smelt the blood. It was divine, intoxicating.

Her head shot forward, teeth piercing through the fur and skin, entering an artery. Blood shot down her throat. Ahh - soothing, heavenly, intoxicating liquid. It was quenching her thirst, fuelling her body with power, with energy.

Sarah drank for her life, gulping the coppery formula, draining the vessel she held.

It ceased its struggle as its heart stopped its beautiful, speedy rhythm.

Sarah withdrew her teeth, and felt them change in her mouth. It felt like they were shrinking.

Strange - what was she doing on top of a deer? A lifeless deer at that.

She stroked her fingers down the back of its neck, feeling its soft, young fur. It still felt warm; it couldn’t have been dead for long.

Her mouth felt wet. She brought a hand up and wiped her face. As she pulled her hand away she saw red glinting on her skin. Blood. What the hell? Why was there blood on her face?

She staggered to her feet, moving away from the deer, looking urgently about. Looking for some clue to her state of mind, to her actions.

She saw a tall man approaching. He was very attractive. And he looked familiar.

Daniel.

Panic shot through her. What would he think? What had she done?

She turned away from him, tears running down her cheeks. She took a deep breath and sprinted away - her speed increasing as she moved with accuracy, avoiding trunks and branches in her way.

She could hear Daniel in pursuit.

***

Daniel had had to leave Sarah on her own. He didn’t know how long it would be before she would awaken. Until she would be a vampire, like him.

It was his fault too, if he hadn’t bitten her; if they hadn’t shared blood - this