Coming Soon...Thirst of the Sea

 

Thirst of the Sea

After refusing the proposal of a jealous and vengeful god, Aretha, goddess of soul
is banished to Earth. Cursed with never being able to be touched by a male, human
or otherwise. And if that's not enough she's condemned to living as a Pegasus by day,
human by night. In order to survive she must fight off human hunters seeking to destroy
her.

One night she crosses paths with one of the damned and evil. Could he be her savior, 

or will he lead her into making a decision that will cost her what little she had left?


Alaois, birth born vampire, existing in the hidden caverns off the Sea of Marmara
encounters a female the likes of which his kind rarely come in contact. The female
triggers something inside he’d never thought possible, thus he could not stay away
from her. Discovering she was being hunted by human hunters, he risks everything 

to save her.

Would he be in time or would his actions cost both their lives?

Excerpt from the book:

 

Bolting past thick green branches and tree trunks at a vampire’s supernatural speed, Alaois swatted through broad and narrow leaves and stems with his hands, determined at clearing any obstacle in his path. Hearing something off in the distance, a twig snapped, causing him to whip around in a flash of a second. His throat closed. MINE! 

An exquisite woman stood before him, draped in a platinum gown that outlined every curve of her body. Long strands of pale white hair sparkled like diamonds as they fell in fluid waves past her waistline. Some locks were teased by the winds and caused them to cover her succulent breasts.  Alaois growled at their disrespectful placement shielding her perky mounds of flesh straining against the thin fabric. His hands suddenly craved to reach out, remove all that hid the beauty underneath and caress with his palms that which he achingly desired. With a lustful gaze, he drifted to meet hers and holy fuck; he stared directly into a pair of translucent pearl-like eyes. Every section of his monstrous frame froze as they stared at one another. Every muscle in his body tensed. Trying to find his voice, all the while, his mind screamed inside his head.  MINE…Take her…she is yours…why do you hesitate? Then his cock, damn it to hell, throbbed violently inside his jeans from its confinement. It pleaded to be released and introduced to her core, as quickly as possible. Swallowing hard, Alaois tried to regain his self-control and find some kind of inner gallantry, being rusty on the treatment of a beautiful female who shockingly provoked something raw within him. A feeling unusual and most unexpected, for no female in his lifetime had affected him in such a way.

“My name is Alaios. What is your…”  Alaois suddenly unable to continue when a feverish swell of the glands inside his mouth and throat exploded from a much stronger scent coming from her…Blood!  

WTF?  Moving his gaze toward the mouth watering aroma, Alaois spotted the alluring blood dripping out from its binding located on the inside of her arm, and his whole body began to quiver. The bloodlust rose within him to take what flat out invited him over into temptation. Grinding his teeth, Alaois had to hold his breath, for any moment his body and mouth could easily seize this female prey, fully consuming that which was now being graciously offered before him. While she would be nothing but food to others, his instincts told him so, yet all his senses shouted Mine. Protect! 

He raged a battle to hold himself back, fearing he would hurt her; Alaois collapsed on his knees at her feet. He brought his hands up covering his face, shielding his exposed fangs and barked out for her to run. Perceiving her feet moving closer toward him, he did the only thing he could do. Alaois removed his hands from his face, glared up at her locking his pained gaze with her innocent one and bared his fangs shouting out in a hiss of hunger.  “I. SAID. RUN!”