Danny Mancini is on a case, following a murder suspect. When he catches him, he finds out that the perp isn’t even human: he’s a 200 year old rogue vampire!
The department doesn’t believe him, and puts him on early retirement, despite his many years of service to the Chicago Police Department, which sends him into a downward spiral.
Two years later, Danny gets an invitation from the beautiful, young and very attractive Detective Angelica Cross to join a secret branch of the FBI to help her track down Vincent, the wayward vamp. \
But renegade werewolves, meddling immortal witches and Danny’s strange visions of a life lived a century ago with Angelica make things more difficult than it should be.
Targeted Age Group:: 16+
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I was watching a crime drama on TV last summer and thought, “What would happen if a cop’s perp turned out to be a vampire?” That gave me the idea, fully formed, for the prologue of this book. The rest of it just started coming to me as I typed, leaving me with enough ideas to make a series that will probably span four books.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
Danny is a mix of my two favorite TV detectives, Elliot Stabler from “Law And Order: SVU” and Oscar Vega from “Motive”. I love Stabler’s attitude and Vega’s look, so I put them both together and came up with Detective Danny Mancini.
Angelica Cross, when I “met” her, she was simply standing at Danny’s door (like she does in chapter one), wearing her black suit under a black leather jacket. I knew nothing about her, her past or her role in Danny’s life. I just knew she was going to help him track down Vincent, the rogue vampire loose in Chicago. Slowly, she introduced herself to me and I got to know her and her secrets as the readers will, page by page.
Vincent, my villain, is your basic sexy accented vampire. I love classic vamp films, like the original Dracula and Christopher Lee’s work, so that’s what I did with Vincent. There’s more to his story, that will be revealed in the next two books in the series.
“Should I…say something? A prayer?” he asked Angelica, uncertain.
“Only if it makes you feel better,” she said. “Better off saving your breath until you’ve finished your duties. After that, say all the prayers you want for your friend.”
He sighed, and started reciting the Hail Mary in his mind, if only to distract him and steady his nerves for what he was about to do. He held the stake in place with his left hand and swung the hammer down with all his strength with his right. He felt the crunch of bone and the pressure of the muscles before the stake lodged itself into Camille’s heart.
Dark, cold and rancid blood spewed out of the wound, hitting him in the face. He didn’t tear his eyes away, however, from the hideous sight that was formerly his best friend. Her eyes–formerly bright green–snapped open; the whites were reddish and the irises were gone, it was all black pupil. Her formerly wide and friendly mouth opened. He watched, as if in slow motion, the jaw widen and distend beyond any lengths humanly possible, as Vincent’s had two years prior, as he had attacked that girl. The fangs were fully extended and as sharp as the very stake he’d used on her. But was the absolute worst, above the aforementioned atrocities, was the shriek that emitted from her throat. It started out softly, like a kitten whining, but it steadily and rapidly got louder until it resembled a cross between nails on a blackboard, a bat’s call and a demonic crow’s caw. He wanted to cover his ears, close his eyes, and rock like a baby until the men in the white coats came to take him away. But he couldn’t. He knew that he needed to save Camille’s soul before he lost whatever remained of his mind.
He dropped the hammer to the floor of the grave and grabbed the dagger Angelica handed him. The shriek stopped, mercifully, but the sound still reverberated in his ears. He wondered idly if he’d have hearing damage. He looked at Camille. Blood was covering her uniform, splattered on her hands, arms and face. Blood also trickled from her mouth (where she’d gnashed her fangs against her lower lip) and nose. Her eyes followed his movements, filled with blind hate and hunger. Her fanged mouth was set in a vicious grimace. Any pity he’d had for Camille vanished. This thing was not his partner and he was going to rid the world of this abomination once and for all.
He brandished the dagger and Camille looked at him even more hatefully. With a simple swipe, he severed the head from the body. Blood oozed out below the head and onto the white lining of the coffin before the eyes faded back to Camille’s natural green and the fangs retreated back into her gums. She was no longer a monster and her soul was set free.
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