Morganna's Sacrifice: Vampyre Falls (Blended Species 1)

By Adrianna Dane

Morganna’s lover, Keelan Moonhunter, a seductive dark elf, disappeared from their province in the Faerie Realm years ago without a word. She assumed he’d simply grown weary of her and sought his pleasures elsewhere. To help her deal with the heartbreak, Morganna pacted with the goblin alchemist, Syril Grimstarker, for a potion that would mask all the pain—at least for a time. Little did she know, however, exactly what evil secrets Syril held.

Until the night her long-lost lover, Keelan, saves her from the sadistic hands of the vampire Romulus. Now, Keelan’s a vampire with tortured memories and living in a place called Vampyre Falls. He whisks her away to the human world to protect her, and there, she meets the mysterious vampire, Daffyd Angelus, who once saved Keelan’s life. Morganna senses deeper ties between Daffyd and the dark elf she still loved. And Keelan reveals why he disappeared so long ago.

The only hope for any future together could hinge on sacrifices Morganna will be asked to make in order to remain in Vampyre Falls. Is her love strong enough to turn her back on everything she has known to stay with the one man she knows is her soulmate? Even if he is a vampire?

CAUTION: This story contains explicit sexual situations and strong language. You must be over the age of 18 years of age to read this story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dream Romantic Unlimited LLC
• Release date: Nov 28, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386429098

Adrianna Dane

Adrianna Dane has been putting pen to paper since the age of ten. She currently resides in the state of Washington. She has a great fondness for using a fountain pen when writing her first drafts. Hobby interests are varied, including photography and traveling. The first defining love story Adrianna read back in junior high school was "Wuthering Heights" by Emily Bronte, and that set her on the road to her long-standing love affair with books of all genres. Her inspiration in writing often can be found by listening to song lyrics, from hard rock to classical, and reading poetry by such poets as Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Edgar Allen Poe, and Ranier Maria Rilke. But finding inspiration for her stories truly has no boundaries for Adrianna. In 2006, her dark fantasy GLBT story, Body Parts, won its category in the Dream Realm Awards. Adrianna has written more than 100 stories, short, novella, and novel length, delving into many facets of the human condition - contemporary, futuristic, and fantasy, and all the flavors therein and in between. In other words, wherever the story and the characters, as well as their intricate stories, take her imagination, then her pen and/or computer keyboard, are sure to follow.

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Morganna’s lover, Keelan Moonhunter, a seductive dark elf, disappeared from their province in the Faerie Realm years ago without a word. She assumed he’d simply grown weary of her and sought his pleasures elsewhere. To help her deal with the heartbreak, Morganna pacted with the goblin alchemist, Syril Grimstarker, for a potion that would mask all the pain—at least for a time. Little did she know, however, exactly what evil secrets Syril held.

Until the night her long-lost lover, Keelan, saves her from the sadistic hands of the vampire Romulus. Now, Keelan’s a vampire with tortured memories and living in a place called Vampyre Falls. He whisks her away to the human world to protect her, and there, she meets the mysterious vampire, Daffyd Angelus, who once saved Keelan’s life. Morganna senses deeper ties between Daffyd and the dark elf she still loved. And Keelan reveals why he disappeared so long ago.

The only hope for any future together could hinge on sacrifices Morganna will be asked to make in order to remain in Vampyre Falls. Is her love strong enough to turn her back on everything she has known to stay with the one man she knows is her soulmate? Even if he is a vampire?

This story is a work of original fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author's imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the author.

This book remains the copyrighted property of the author.

Copyright 2017 by Adrianna Dane

Cover Art Designs by T. A. Gallup

This story was originally released in January 2008 by Amber Quill Press/Amber Heat

CAUTION: This story contains explicit sexual situations and strong language. You must be over the age of 18 years of age to read this story.

Morganna’s Sacrifice

a Vampyre Falls story

Blended Species 1

By Adrianna Dane

Dream Romantic Unlimited, LLC

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Author Bio

Networking Links

Chapter One

MORGANNA CAREFULLY removed the potent, bubbling liquid from the fire and placed the container on the counter. The fumes alone were already beginning to affect her and she giggled at the airy feeling beginning to ooze inside her. Usually she was more careful when handling the heady potions. But not today.

When she’d prepared the poppy seeds Morganna hadn’t planned to use them on herself, she was simply restocking her supply in case she had need of the seeds. Being a faery doctor carried great responsibility, and she tried to adhere to the requirements of that position. Of all her faery sisters, she had been the one gifted with the strongest healing abilities, and she had dedicated herself to learning her arts. Until Keelan Moonhunter entered her life. At that moment her world had altered dramatically.

No longer did she join her sisters in the human world to play upon the emotions of men. No more dabbling with lovers, then leaving them desperate and yearning when she returned to her own world. No, Keelan had stolen her heart and soul, leaving her with a black void of longing only he could fill. That depth of emotion rarely touched a faery and she had to wonder, why her?

Since her elven lover’s mysterious disappearance Morganna had again dedicated herself to the role of healer. If only she could truly cure her own heart-pain once and for all. The pinchers of suffering gripped and squeezed tightly. She finally recognized and accepted that it would never ease away completely. She was not meant for the simple, uncomplicated joys her sisters shared—taking lover after lover with no depth of concern when they tired of them. No, her soul had recognized its one, true mate and apparently would allow her to settle for no other.

There were long periods of time when she could ignore the piercing ache, managing to attend to her duties. Then suddenly the pain would overwhelm her, catching her at odd moments. It was those times when the intensity rose to unmanageable proportions that in desperation she resorted to the twisted magic of the goblin alchemist, Syril Grimstarker. But not tonight. Tonight she would summon the memory, embrace that which she yearned for with every burning breath.

Moving back to the counter, she picked up an empty vial and carefully poured the potion into it, then stoppered the container. Exiting her cottage, she made her way to the forget-me-not littered glen where they had always met.

She’d gathered the stones earlier in the day. After carefully washing and oiling them with fragrant rosemary, she had placed them in a ring, end to end. She collected the forgotten tree limbs and discarded, vibrant orange and red leaves to build the fire from only those broad, sturdy oaks and tender, lean ash beneath which they had made searing love in times now past. Ah, the memory of Keelan’s hands on her body beneath the starry silent nights still made her tingle. Morganna could feel his long, tapered fingers as they traced arcs of infinity over her abdomen. She remembered how warm they felt when he cupped her breasts, the pads of his fingers brushing across her erect nipples driving her to peak after peak of passion, leaving his stamp upon her senses deeply embedded forever.

With the gnawing ache twisting inside, she now approached the ring of stones, the sun a descending vibrant red disc in the sky. She waved her hand beseechingly, chanted secret words of potent desire, and flame burst free from the heart of the circle. The heat of the crimson fire blanketed her with its fever as she called upon the elements of her remembered love to draw the recollected passion of images intimately around her. Tightly gripping the elongated silky smooth, gentian stone pendant—etched with his elven glyphs—she slipped to the ground, summoning his memory to bare itself to her.

Morganna downed the contents of the vial, licking the last drops from her lips, and felt the liquid slide down her throat, as she embraced the searing heat, letting it spread through her.

Keelan, come to me. Come to me. Come to me. She waited, heard the crackle and snap of the hot fire. The pendant grew warm against her flesh and began to pulse, to become a living thing within the cup of her hand.

Yes. To me. To me. To me.

I am here, Morganna.

Her eyes snapped open and she sighed as she saw him