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The Crossing (The Chronicles Of Micki O'Sullivan Book 1) by [Jo Wilde]

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Page Flip: Enabled Age Level: 13 - 18 Grade Level: 8 - 12
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I love writing young adult books. There's nothing like young love and a nice mix of paranormal. This is my first vampire book to write. I wanted to write something a little different than your normal or usual vampire story. I love writing suspense and throwing in surprises when the reader least expects it. This was a fun write for me.
It is light hearted and the characters are likable and interesting, each in their own way. They also have experienced loss and are experiencing the pains of growing up. Then when you mix a little supernatural and eerie vampires in the pot and let's not forget the hot, biker, half-vampire, Valentine, it makes a very interesting cocktail.
I hope you give me a shot and read my book. I think you'll enjoy it and especially the thrills and chills and experiencing first love all over again. Or maybe this is your first... ThanksJo 

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Strange Bedfellows
When the man reached my side, he planted himself down on the sand facing me, a cigarette, burned to the butt, clung to his bottom lip,along with an odor of sweat and beer. I leaned away, trying not to cringe."Bonjour!" he drawled in a deep throaty French. I recognized his accent. The usual Cajun French in these parts. But he didn't have to utter a word for me to decide if I liked him. His long inky hair knotted in tangles and his ragged jeans speckled with grime gave me reason enough not to care for his company. Judging by his sharp chiseled face, he had a couple of years on everyone else. "Why the sad face?" he asked.
I eyed him with suspicion. "I'm not sad."

      "You're frowning the size of the Grand Canyon." He grinned."Allow me to introduce myself. I am Diablo, a friend of Wendy's." He flipped his cigarette off to the side and blew a stream of gray smoke from his thin lips. "And you are?"

      "Micki Brown," I answered and then rushed to ask, "Where is Wendy?" I craned my neck. A spurt of hope shot through me. The Cajun didn't reply. He preferred roaming his lustful eyes over my body like he was photographing me for some lewd hobby later. I tightened my thin shawl over my shoulders.

      "Don't worry, babee. I have plenty of wine. Oui?" he offered, holding up the same ruby-jeweled bottle he continued to grip tight to his hairy chest.
      I inspected the strange liquid. Its consistency reminded me of syrup, too thick for wine. A sudden compulsion rooted through me. "Uh... thanks but no thanks. I have a drink." I eyed the Cajun with caution. "I need to get home. Where is Wendy?" I scooted to the edge of my chair. 

      "Ne pars pas. No rush. Enjoy!" He nudged my arm.

      "I can't," I answered. "My dad's expecting me home." 

      "Permit me to help ease your difficultés, oui?" He brushed past my decline. "Come. Enjoy. Allow me to offer you some wine until Wendy returns," he smiled too sweetly, extending the bottle to me.

      "Where did she go?" The Cajun ignored my question. "I hear you're new to our gang." 
      "Uh... I'm new to town," I corrected him.

      "Ahheee!" he sang a catchy phrase known to the locals. "With that attitude, no wonder Wendy left." He belted a mocking laugh.

      I snapped my head up. "Wendy's not coming back?" Alarm lodged in my throat.
      "No, problème. I got you covered. Laissez les bons temps rouler! Good times are here. Let's numb our troubles together, yes?" he winked.

      I shoved the bottle from my face. "I don't drink." I shot him a pointed glare.

      Though he didn't get my subtle hint. The Cajun leaned closer with breath smelling of rotten eggs. "Petite fille,we are delighted that you've come to join our coven."

      "Whose coven?" my brows furrowed.

      "Do you think you are here by chance?"

      "I don't understand."A chill nipped the hairs on the back of my neck.

      "Let me show you.Oui?" Without warning, the Cajun leaped to his feet. His skin paled like chalk, and blue veins jutted from his face and neck. "Do you think I am asking?" He drew back his lips revealing two razor-sharp fangs.
      Terror pierced my heart. I bolted to my feet, knocking the chair to the sand. I threw my palms up, stepping back. I forced myself to smile, etching away. "I-I-I have to go home." My mind rushed with panic.

      The Cajun snared my arm and thrust the bottle into my face."The wine is a mixture of mystical blood. Drink and experience immortality. Refuse and die."

      "Blood? And immortal life? What are you, a vampire?" I burst into laughter, verging on hysteria. "You're insane!"
      Baring his fangs, the Cajun snatched me up into his arms and flung me to the ground. I landed on my head with a hard thud jarring my brain into confusion. When the haze lifted, horror pierced my mind. Throttling me, the Cajun squeezed his long fingers around my neck, choking the life from me. I opened my mouth to rake in air, but instead,he forced the crimson liquid down my throat. The blood smelled of human waste and tasted like decay. I fought, gagging, spewing the foul blood back into the Cajun's face. Each second passing, my mind faded into unconsciousness.
      Suddenly the weight lifted, and air poured into my lungs. I rose up on my elbows, hacking up the remains. Sobbing and trembling, all I could think about was showering and burning my blood-stained clothes that swaddled me in stench. I spied the bottle beside me shattered into pieces, laying in a puddle of crimson. Relief welled up in my heart. Good!Diablo couldn't force anyone else to drink that foul stuff. My eyes lifted, combing the parking lot. I noticed the bikes were gone. The Cajun and the other biker had disappeared, leaving nothing but dust in the wind. The only one in sight was the boy. My gaze locked on his broad shoulders as he stood over my body like a guard dog. He turned and spoke for the first time tonight. "Get up!" he bit out and then in a rush, he grabbed my upper arm, hauling me to my feet. "I'm taking you home."

      "Is this some sick prank?" I choked out, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Ignoring my question and in cold silence, the boy dragged me by my arm across the lot. His eyes roamed the parameter as if he expected the return of his friends. We came to a halt at a Harley parked under the street light next to where Ella had parked her Beetle. Shivering uncontrollably, the sea breeze nipped at my skin with no mercy as I clung to my shawl. The boy paused, eyeing me from head to toe. In an attempt of chivalry, he shrugged off his leather jacket and tossed it over my shoulders. "Take my coat." His icy tone confused me. "You're going into shock."

      "Thank you," I muttered through tears, avoiding eye contact. 
      He straddled his bike and then turned to me, extending his hand to mine. I accepted his kind gesture and climbed on back. "Hang on tight,"he tossed over his shoulder. I nodded, locking my arms around his waist. Fast and furious and topping a hundred miles, I buried my face into his back, shutting my eyes tight and clinging to his firm waist for dear life. I distracted my mind by envisioning the warmth of my shower and my soft bed. A short time later, we rolled up in front of my house. I hopped off the bike in a rush. A sense of excitement rippled over me. I made it home alive and safe. I plodded up the drive about mid-way when I remembered the boy. I turned back to him and forced a faint smile. "Uh... thanks."
      His face grew solemn. "Stay away from Wendy and her gang."

      "Do your friends play this sort of prank on people often? I mean feeding people fake blood." The sting of ire struck me.

      He scratched his five o'clock shadow, looking at me from under his sooty lashes. "Stay away from them."
      A sudden spark of sarcasm rolled off my tongue. "Maybe you should take your own advice." I had marked those she-devils and their bikers off the friend's list hours ago, but I was curious to hear his version. For all I knew, he could've been part of this insidious prank.

      A sardonic expression tarnished his lush lips. "Nice meeting you, Micki Brown. And watch those corners at school." He gunned his Harley speeding away into the night. I stood wide-eyed, watching him fade away under the streetlamps that bathed the neighborhood with a gentle yellow glow. A chill glided under my shirt, and all at once, I longed for the safety of my house.  

Product details

  • Publisher : Shadow City - A Next Chapter Imprint; 2nd edition (November 9, 2019)
  • Publication date : November 9, 2019
  • Language: : English
  • File size : 2082 KB
  • Simultaneous device usage : Unlimited
  • Text-to-Speech : Enabled
  • Screen Reader : Supported
  • Enhanced typesetting : Enabled
  • X-Ray : Not Enabled
  • Word Wise : Enabled
  • Print length : 342 pages
  • Page numbers source ISBN : 1703869311
  • Lending : Enabled
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