The Last

By Tina Farr

Vampires are cruel, merciless seducers who can kill you without an ounce of remorse. They are bitter, foul creatures who can take everything from you in a second. Caught between heaven and hell, a man is facing his own truths for survival and is out for bitter revenge. This is about a man’s journey to quench the thirst in his soul.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Oct 19, 2018
• ISBN: 9781546262978

Tina Farr

Before retirement, Tina Farr was a driver who dreamed of being a writer. She started writing when she was just 15 years old, inspired by her love of Urban literature. The Last is Tina’s first novel to be published, and will not be her last.

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Published by AuthorHouse 10/05/2018

ISBN: 978-1-5462-6298-5 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-5462-6297-8 (e)

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Contents

Chapter 1     An Angel on Earth or a Devil in disguise?

Chapter 2     I Am Cursed… I Thirst

Chapter 3     I Want Candy

Chapter 4     I Could Show You Incredible Things

Chapter 5     Somebody Wake Me from This Nightmare

Chapter 6     Bloody Nightmare

Chapter 7     My Greatest Sin

Chapter 8     Rest In Pieces

Chapter 9     Ashes to Ashes

Chapter 10   A Familiar Song

Chapter 11   Monster in the night

Chapter 12   Encore

1

An Angel on Earth or a Devil in disguise?

Lust is a fleshy mind that is all puffed up with ego

—Colossian 2:8

Blurred

Dazed

Eyes stinging from the sunlight streaming in from the small, dusty, cracked window of the small, cramped storage room. Fatigue, aching, and famished, I knocked empty wooden crates off of me as I rose from the hard, cemented floor.

What happened?

The state that I appeared to be in was so much different than what I experienced in my mind.

Only one word could come out of my mouth,

Raven,

Beautiful, talented, in a crowded room full of people she was the only one who had my attention.

She stood there before my eyes wearing a Deep-V Neck, red, European style dress that stopped at her knees revealing her erogenous calves. As my eyes traveled up from her well-toned legs, to round hips, to her tiny waist, to her breast that curved like beautiful melons, to her hair as black as midnight that spiraled into curls at her shoulders, all the way to her full painted burgundy lips curved into a captivating smile, wrapped up in the richest, smoothest, dark chocolate skin I had ever seen.

But what called to me the most were her eyes.

Slanted, black pearled, with long stunning black lashes that beckoned me.

Come to me they whispered as she sang, every word encouraging me to want her even more.

There was only one way to describe this woman…

Heaven in motion

Brooke Raven was the hottest new jazz singer in Tony's Lounge tonight.

Staggering and stumbling, I made it to the closed storage room door.

As my hands trembled, reaching toward the knob, I am reminded of how good it felt as her warm, slender hand caressed my cheek.

"Tristan, her firm, raspy voice called, so gently, and my eyes widened, as she strolled towards me, from the center floor, Come with me, I'm done entertaining for the night, now I would like you to be my encore."

Stopping right before me and reaching out with her stunning well-manicured hands.

Only a fool refuses a woman who