Age Group: Adult
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: October 8, 2014
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Only fifty years left before vampires rule the world.
When Dallas police detective Cami Davis joined the city's vampire unit, she planned to use the job as a stepping-stone to a better position in the department.
But she didn't know then what she knows now: there's a silent war raging between humans and vampires, and the vampires are winning.
So with the help of a disaffected vampire and an ex-cop addict, Cami is going undercover, determined to solve a series of recent murders, discover a way to overthrow the local Sanguinary government, and, in the process, help win the war for the human race.
But can she maintain her own humanity in the process? Or will Cami find herself, along with the rest of the world, pulled under a darkness she cannot oppose?
Reese loosened his hold enough for my circulation to start back up, and the blood rushing to my palm felt like needles dancing across it. I rubbed it with the thumb of my other hand, and Reese’s gaze followed the motion.
“We’re leaving,” he said, his voice harsh.
No. No way in hell was I walking out of here with a pissed-off vampire.
That’s how cops got dead.
Instead, I took a step backwards and pulled myself up onto a barstool. Reese’s upper lip curled, revealing a fang, and I held out my hands placatingly.
“Hear me out,” I said.
I didn’t really know if I could trust him, this cowboy-vampire I had been thrown together with. He was only meant to be an informant, my visits to see him at the Blood House a cover for him to pass information to me.
But that’s not how it was working out.
Garrett had said Reese was on our side, as much as it was possible for any vamp to be. I wasn’t sure he thought of us as anything more than dinner. But he was all I had right now—my partner was too vamp-addled to help me, and Iverson and his crew weren’t rushing in to save me.
The department wouldn’t force me to stick it out, wouldn’t expect me to team up with a vampire for anything more than the most superficial of connections.
I could walk out at any time.
But if I did, it was unlikely we’d find out enough to stop whoever was killing these women.
So that left the option of going in deep.
Almost everyone who went undercover with the vamps came out addicted to their bite. The ones who could still string two sentences together, like Garrett, stayed on the force. It’s not like the Sucker Squad had cops banging on the door to join up.
We worked with what we had.
The press portrayed us as bumbling and stupid—and maybe we were. Sending detectives in against humanity’s worst nightmare? We were like little kids trying to hold back the dark with matches, bound to get our fingers burned, and worse, maybe burn the house down around us if we weren’t careful.
We didn’t really understand what we were doing, or what we were up against.
Going under was dangerous and ugly.
But I was beginning to think it might be necessary.
“I’ll tell you everything,” I said to the vampire snarling at me. “But I’ll need your help.”
Reese’s lip dropped back down, covering the fang.
I was glad—it was easier to contemplate joining forces with him when he wasn’t reminding me that he was one of the monsters.
Margo Bond Collins is the author of urban fantasy, contemporary romance, and paranormal mysteries.
She lives in Texas with her husband, their daughter, and several spoiled pets. Although writing fiction is her first love, she also teaches college-level English courses online.
She enjoys reading romance and paranormal fiction of any genre and spends most of her free time daydreaming about heroes, monsters, cowboys, and villains, and the strong women who love them—and sometimes fight them.