Vampire Guardians Series by Jody Offen

Jamie McPherson stood on the wind-swept cliff, tears stinging her eyes; she cried out into the darkness of night, to the hero of her dreamsathat special person all girls dream of coming to their rescue, a knight in shining armor. What she didnat expect to hear, as she looked over the desolate vastness of the Pacific Ocean, was an answer. Aerik stopped what he was doing and concentrated. There it was again. A voice so pure, so sweet, so filled with grief it touched his darkened soul... moreJamie McPherson stood on the wind-swept cliff, tears stinging her eyes; she cried out into the darkness of night, to the hero of her dreamsathat special person all girls dream of coming to their rescue, a knight in shining armor. What she didnat expect to hear, as she looked over the desolate vastness of the Pacific Ocean, was an answer. Aerik stopped what he was doing and concentrated. There it was again. A voice so pure, so sweet, so filled with grief it touched his darkened soul. Who was this human girl that had unknowingly connected to him? How was it possibleathis girl whose life was but a flicker in time compared to hisafor her to touch him so? He was consumed with the desire to protect her, to touch her, to possess her. He vowed he would find her. He would have her. less

Kayla backed up for every step he advanced. Her heart pounded painfully against her chest. She swore she saw flames flickering behind the vibrant colors in his eyes. She had never felt so afraid, so...alive? When she realized she couldn't escape him, she stood her ground, lifting her head defiantly in challenge. Tray didn't move, standing over her like a warlord about to pass judgment. He had read her thoughts as if she had shouted them at him... moreKayla backed up for every step he advanced. Her heart pounded painfully against her chest. She swore she saw flames flickering behind the vibrant colors in his eyes. She had never felt so afraid, so...alive? When she realized she couldn't escape him, she stood her ground, lifting her head defiantly in challenge. Tray didn't move, standing over her like a warlord about to pass judgment. He had read her thoughts as if she had shouted them at him. He looked over the perfection of her body, missing nothing, not one line, not one curve, not one freckle. He then stared into her eyes till she met and held his gaze. He saw many emotions in their blue depths; there it was, fear. Good, she should be afraid of him. less

This novel, over 900 pages long, could easily have been 2 novels, just couldn't find the perfect place to break it without leaving the readers hanging, and I don't like an unfinished story. All the characters from the previous novels are included, and a few new ones. This story does contain some light BDSM. Enjoy… She forced herself to look away from the awesome marine views and scanned the rest of the area around them... moreThis novel, over 900 pages long, could easily have been 2 novels, just couldn't find the perfect place to break it without leaving the readers hanging, and I don't like an unfinished story. All the characters from the previous novels are included, and a few new ones. This story does contain some light BDSM. Enjoy… She forced herself to look away from the awesome marine views and scanned the rest of the area around them. Dare had told her she should always do that first but being ADD she’d gotten distracted. Then again she was pretty sure that she was safe with Hunter, despite the fact that he’d already killed her once…. They were standing on top of an old abandoned military bunker. You wouldn’t have known unless you walked to the edge and looked down onto the cement courtyards, numerous large brick decks and stairways leading to rooms and hallways below them. She looked around again then floated herself after Hunter down the narrow steep stairs to the open courtyard beneath them. “I totally would have hung out here when I was a kid,” she said as she followed him inside exploring the different rooms and long hallways. Several of the rooms had bars on the windows and huge sliding steel doors which the park had secured opened so nobody would become trapped inside. “What a great place to get high,” earned her a disapproving glare from The-Hunter-Of-All-Things-Illegal. “What?” Kylie propped her hands on her hips, “You do know that it’s now legal to smoke weed in this state? You know that right? The voters have spoken.” Hunter was silent a moment then said very calmly, “It’s a gateway drug.” Kylie ignored him because…he was right. She wrapped her fingers around one of the thick cold bars on a small window. “Wow, imagine, someone may have actually been locked up in here once upon a time, that’s pretty creepy. It’s so small.” Hunter nodded remembering his midnight visits to some of those who’d been locked up back in the day when it was an active military base. Then there were those he brought here, which were much more recent throughout the last decades of his Guardian’s summoning. He decided against telling her that he’d killed in the very spot in which she now stood. Now was not the time to make her think about death – by his hand. As he started out of the room he heard her ask. “So do you bring all your dates here?” He stopped, turned to her with a smile in his eyes. She was cute but she wasn’t going to cut him any slack. “See that heavy ring attached to the wall over there?” “Yeah.” “The last woman I brought here found herself chained to that ring.” Kylie looked from Hunter to the ring and back without moving her head. As she contemplated whether he was into kinky feeding habits, BDSM or maybe he just enjoyed killing women, Hunter answered her question. “She was a target and I needed some intel’,” he turned and began walking ahead of her again leaving the rest unsaid. He’d walked about ten paces before he added casually, “Although if you’re interested in trying a walk on the wild side I’m sure I could be accommodating – I have a very strong feeling you could use some discipline in your life.” “Whatever,” came out sharp and sarcastic, obviously he was reading her mind. She’d normally have winced at hearing her quick acerbic retort but she was too busy thinking of possibilities. less