Blood Red II: The Curse

The CurseNatalia should have been married and living in the lap of luxury, with her fiancé, Greg… Shoulda, woulda, coulda—except, Greg was gone—not her fault. Instead of sipping on wine in the Sim’s luxurious dining room, Natalia was searching for a place for her, her sister, Lainey, and her kind of vampire mother to live. As far as Natalia knew, they had escaped unnoticed from the demons who were after them. Although, if it were up to her, she would have remained in Serhan’s safe room, and…who was she kidding? Natalia was guilt-ridden, frantic, and worried to death—not literally, she hoped, over their current situation.Serhan hesitated only for a second, before tearing his servant’s head from her body, after she facilitated, Natalia’s escape... If he hadn’t handled it, his brother, Sergei, would have made the girl suffer—not that he, Serhan, hadn’t thought about it. However, with his mother, father, and that self-righteous Baldaev Isopov standing behind his back—gloating, Serhan had done what any self-respecting, betrayed vampire would do. Natalia was gone. She took Lainey, her mother, and Serhan’s broken heart with her. She wasn’t going to escape him, nor would he allow anyone to go near her, once she was found. Not until he made Natalia, his.

From the Inside Flap

When the earth is covered by towering masses of rock built on the blood of man and humanity reaches other worlds; other lands.There will be four, no others, on this wicked land.In time, two born of love and two born of blood - red.A mother's curse-and an insatiable hunger waiting to be fed. Tainted hearts, weeping souls,A lineage dies, now the other controls.As darkness encounters light,And her bloom erases plight.The scourge of the earth, the vampire demon, Will be cleansed from all lands, a hex on its semen.The end is near; we now must part. Heed my cries -keep those near and dear, close at heart. For his sin, her supremacy runs rampant-the beguiler. The river runs red-his blood, the defiler.

From the Back Cover

I woke with my mother sitting at the end of my bed, and I sat up. "You scared the crap out of me, Mom." Lainey moaned in the bed next to me, "Natalia, close your eyes and go back to sleep so I can finish my dream."Mom patted my leg, then stood up and moved over to Lainey's bed. "You are not going back to sleep, not when we've got so much to see and do today, and besides all that, I can smell food cooking. Now, get up." Mother's hand shot out and smacked Lainey's butt, through the covers, and it must have been hard because I heard it, and Lainey's scream."My God, Mom. What other powers did you get when that man bit you besides, ESPN, super-smell, and a freaking iron hand?" Lainey leaned to the side and rubbed at the sting on her behind."ESPN? Lainey, Mom, doesn't do sports.""Well, she should, with her strength, she could win arm wrestling, hands down. Warn me next time, will you? Okay, I'm awake. Besides food, what other plans do you have for us to do?""Get dressed, both of you. I'll be waiting for you on the sofa. We can discuss this during breakfast.""New Mom is going to take some getting used to. Nat, how did you sleep?"After the shower, my headache went away, and I know I had some freaky dreams during the night, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember what they were about now. "Great, but apparently not as good as Mom did. Hopefully, new mom will grow on us, and soon. She's got way too much energy running through them old bones.""Nat, how long do you suppose she's been awake? Ugh." Lainey fell back onto her pillow. "I can't do this - her."

About the Author

Robin Rance      Robin has been writing short stories and sharing them with family and friends for a few years. After many requests to complete her stories and turn them into novels, she has chosen some of her favorites to finish first.       Robin draws on her experience growing up in a large family. She's the oldest of eight. She has interesting stories from the many different jobs that she's worked at in the past. She and her husband are retired now and living in the warmth of Arizona, where she works part-time at a resort.        Some of the events she writes about are from real events. The names have been changed to protect only the innocent. She's got many more stories to share and hopes that you will follow her as she continues to share her wild imagination and experiences through her writing.

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