Kindle Edition Download to your Nook (eBook) Amazon Amazon Category:  Action/Thriller ISBN-10:  1480089230 Type: Fiction Pages: 136 Copyright: 2012 ISBN-13: 9781480089235 Soul Sisters is an urban fantasy novel about African-American twin sisters Ani and Dana who have a rather unique secret: one sister is human while the other is a vampire.   Soul Sisters is an urban fantasy novel about African-American twin sisters Ani and Dana who have a rather unique secret: one sister is human while the other is a vampire. While the sisters have lived peacefully with each other for many years one fateful night will change both their lives forever. When a drunken man tries to attack Dana (the human sister) Ani (the vampire sister) protects her sister with all of her ferocious power. However, when the vampire’s leader Donovan finds out about the public display he calls for the sisters to be assassinated for disobedience. Ani and Dana now are in for the fight of their lives to protect each other as well as the lives of their dedicated friends who have joined them on their mission for survival. If Dana and Ani can make it through this time of uncertainty, Ani can take her new place as vampire queen. Soul Sisters is expected to be a trilogy; The book also features a multicultural cast of characters that brings a new edge of chic to the vampire world. Excerpt Chapter 1 Rebecca Thomas dipped her brush into the small pot of lip gloss and dabbed it softly on her lips. Today had been a long day at the Lola department store. The two rich old bitties that were usually bothering her at the makeup counter had been there earlier. Lord they got under her skin! She checked her watch and noticed there was only forty-five minutes until the store closed for the night. Rebecca turned from the mirror and rolled her eyes when she noticed the door to the ladies room creak open and a beautiful cocoa-colored brunette briskly walk through it. All she wanted was a few minutes of silence but another woman in the bathroom always spelled noise. Damn those pesky ladies room discussions. The bathroom was painted a soft brown with gold trim around the counters and stalls. There was a small loveseat in the resting area. Rebecca never understood why there was a loveseat, no one ever used it. This powder room was, however, a place of peace where Rebecca could take a few minutes to exhale. Rebecca couldn’t help but turn her head all the way around at such a natural beauty. She whipped her head back to the mirror when she noticed the young woman peering straight into her eyes with a raised eyebrow. She briskly swiped the lip gloss across her lips once more. “You shouldn’t try so hard to be perfect, it isn’t becoming of anyone,” the woman said, tousling her hair and looking into the mirror. She loosened the curls around her face by gently extending them with her finger. Rebecca looked into her deep, green eyes. She felt the amount of rudeness the woman was showing to a stranger was pretty shocking. She was startled by the woman’s soft, but deep voice. It was deep like hot chocolate, but soothing nonetheless. She felt she had no choice but to listen. “Well, if you feel that way, then why are you looking in the mirror?” Rebecca rolled her eyes, slipped the lip gloss brush and pot filled with red, strawberry-tasting liquid back in her purse and headed for the door. “I’m not trying to be perfect,” the woman said, staring at the back of Rebecca’s head. “My beauty comes naturally. Your need to be perfect despite the fact that you are not is imposing on other people’s ability to be comfortable with themselves and I find it very, very rude.” The woman’s face looked like stone but there was a small smirk that formed at the corner of her mouth. Rebecca wrinkled her nose at the woman’s strange remark. Freak, she muttered in her head. The woman’s nostrils flared, and in the second it took Rebecca to take another step toward the door the woman was standing right in front of her. “I really despise rudeness,” the woman said tilting her head to the right. “Well, you won’t be a waste. I’m starving anyway.” In a moment that seemed to defy time itself, the woman grabbed Rebecca by the neck and sunk her teeth into a juicy vein laying right on the neck’s surface. When her teeth punctured the flesh she could feel Rebecca’s butter soft neck break with ease under the skin. Her blood was remarkably sweet and clean. The woman knew that the girl must have been taking very good care of her body. No drugs or cigarettes and very little alcohol. She gradually released her grip on Rebecca’’s neck when she felt the pulse slowly die in the rock hard palm of her hands. Rebecca collapsed on the floor like a heap of dirty laundry. She had no time to scream or cry for help and the woman felt lucky. She could enjoy her meal in peace. The only sound anyone would remember hearing was the clicking of her heels against the tile as she walked out of the bathroom. She glided gracefully through the store and disappeared into the hot night air. Dana’s tambourine-like ringtone blared in her ear as she slept comfortably in her bed. She wiped her eyes and stuck her head out over the bed to see the clock: It was 12:00 a.m. on a Monday night. Who the hell could be calling me? She thought. “Hello?” She said into the phone. Her voice didn’t seem to be adjusting to the night very well. “Oh my gosh Dana, did you hear about Rebecca?” Her friend Tasha said loudly. She said it so loud it left her ears tingling. Dana knew it was her friend Tasha because of the extra drama she poured into saying the simple words. “No, it’s 12:00 a.m. and I’m trying to get some sleep. What did she do now? Did she steal your wallet instead of your boyfriend this time?” Dana chuckled as she propped herself up against the soft feathered pillows crowning the top of her bed. She could feel the fog fleeing from her brain a little at a time. Tasha and Dana had become instant friends since they started working together at Lola. The only possible explanation for their immediate friendship was that maybe the “opposites attract” rule really was true. They enjoyed talking about everything from men to movies. Even though Dana loved horror movies and Tasha loved romantic comedies they still enjoyed coming together and making fun of the bad movies. They weren’t best friends, that spot was saved for her sister, Ani, but Dana enjoyed every minute of hanging out with her. “She’s dead,” Tasha said dryly with her voice trailing off at the end, as if she didn’t believe what came out of her own mouth. “Seriously? What happened?” Dana felt a chill run down her spine, she really couldn’t believe that someone who had been the “it” girl for so long was gone. Questions swarmed in her head: When, why, how? “I saw it on the news. The cops aren’t releasing what the cause of death was yet. It might be too soon to tell. All the news anchor said was a young woman by the name of Rebecca Thomas was found dead in the bathroom of the Lola department store. They said they suspect foul play but they’re not saying much else.” Dana shook her head slowly from side to side in disbelief. Rebecca was the prettiest girl to work at Lola. She made men want to leave their plasma TVs behind on a football Sunday just to get a peek of her. They were always dying to see what cute mini skirt she had on that day. Dana secretly felt jealous of Rebecca many days because of how she constantly got the “perfume girl” shift, which virtually meant doing nothing but spritzing rich women with perfume scents as they drifted along through their expensive shopping trips. After days and days of stocking shelves way too high for her slender arms to reach, the “perfume girl” shift was ideal. Rebecca used to simply irritate Dana but she increased that level to hate when she went out with a young man who had come in the store originally flirting with Dana. Dana spent twenty minutes chatting up the chocolate hunk with dreads when Rebecca sashayed over, batted a few eyelashes and swept him away to another part of the store without saying a word to her. When Tasha told Dana during their weekly Friday lunch together that the man eventually asked Rebecca out, she realized how much she couldn’’t stand the girl. Never in her darkest thoughts, however, did she ever wish for the girl to die. Maybe she wished her to get smacked around a little bit to knock her off of her pedestal but certainly not to be found dead. Even at the age of 123 years old, but with the charming and youthful look of a 25-year-old, Dana was envious of Rebecca’s beauty. Her long, golden brown hair and bright hazel eyes with full pink lips were enough to send any man over the edge and off a cliff where he’’d never look at another woman again. Dana had given up competing with the beautiful diva a long time ago. “I-I just don’t know what to say. I can’t believe it. I mean, you know I didn’t like her but I would never, ever wish that on her, on anyone. Well, if they said her name over the air that means her family already knows.” She closed her eyes and laid her head down on the pillow; she was still half asleep but able to feel a twinge of pain from the young woman’s sudden death. For some reason she got the aching feeling that this death was connected to her. She knew Ani had something to do with Rebecca’s untimely death. The shooting pain that bolted up and down her blood stream told her she was responsible. “Yeah, I really feel bad for her family and for her of course. It seems like it was so sudden. I hope it wasn’t anything brutal. I hope it was something simple and peaceful, like her heart gave out.” Tasha seemed a little too upbeat to Dana. “I mean, she would be too young for that but, you know what I mean. I can’t imagine it could have been anything like that because she seemed to be the pillar of health.” Tasha’s voice was and borderline frenzied. It was just after midnight on Monday. “Yeah, it’s really a shame. I feel bad for them. Um, Tasha, I’m going to go back to bed, I have to be up early in the morning for work and this is a lot to process, to say the least.” “Oh, OK honey. Well, try to relax and have a goodnight.” Before Dana could say her goodnight the phone line went dead. She really hoped Tasha wasn’t offended, but after a long day of snooty customers she couldn’t bring herself to conduct such a spirited conversation that time of night. She really did feel a lot of pain for Rebecca as well as her family and the sleepiness was not helping her get her feelings in order. She pulled the covers over her head and let the darkness drag her full force into a new world. Despite a peaceful sleep, Dana woke the next morning feeling as if she had hardly slept at all. She dragged herself into the bathroom and stared into the oval mirror. She noticed the bags under her eyes as she pulled lightly on the fleshy folds of skin around them. There wasn’t enough makeup in the world to cover up the dark circles caused by the restless nights behind her. Dana showered, dressed, applied her makeup and swept her hair up into a bun. She held the bun in place with a blue butterfly pin that still had a few sprinkles of glitter left after all the years of use. Her mother had given her the pin in 1912. She told her whenever she was sad and felt no one understood what she was going through, she could slip the pin into her hair and all the problems in her world would go away. She also said no harm would ever come to her while she wore it. Dana wasn’t so sure about that part but the beauty of it always warmed her heart. Dana drove to work in a hypnotic haze; she wasn’t sure how she wound up in the Lola department store parking lot but she took a deep breath, grabbed her steaming cup of vanilla coffee and headed toward the door. The store had an icy and lonely feeling that floated casually through the air, wrapping its numbed feelings around everyone. There were hardly any snooty customers wandering about or cackling groups of women strolling through the store. Dana went straight to the employee lounge without looking anyone in the eye. She put her jet black purse and baby blue coat in her worn down locker. Tasha was sitting at a table sipping on her hot cup of more-cream-than-coffee. She must have showed up early to work again, Dana thought. “So, how is everyone doing?” Dana said, pulling up a chair beside Tasha. She didn’t expect to be engaged in conversation for long. “Well, it’s really quiet out there, now anyways. The cops left hours ago but there is still this nasty sense of death floating around in the air. There are not a lot of customers in here today; I’m going to assume they all saw the news broadcast. I wouldn’t want to shop at this store either. It’s not every day a young woman dies in a department store.” “Well, I’m going to go out there and give it my best. I mean, a quiet day is better than a drama-filled one, right? It’s really tragic, but if the store ends up closing because of this then we’re all in trouble.” Tasha shrugged and buried her face back into her steaming cup of coffee. After the slow and lackluster conversation, the day got a whole lot worse. Today of all days she was on perfume duty and during the entire time only one customer passed her counter. The little old lady that had sauntered by was notorious among the store employees for not letting any of the Black or Hispanic workers, like Tasha or Dana, help her. Today was no different. When she spotted Dana she simply turned her head and kept walking. Why Dana kept working there when she didn’t need to was beyond her. Keeping up a normal appearance was not worth working the job. Five o’clock could not have rolled around fast enough. When the shorthand reached the five and the long hand landed on the twelve Dana grabbed all of her belongings from her locker as fast as her arms would let her and nearly sprinted for the door. She didn’t even take the time to say goodbye to Tasha; it would mean she would have to spend a few more seconds in the death trap and she just couldn’t stand to do it. As she gripped the handle of her red 2012 Dodge Avenger Ani suddenly appeared at her side sending a sharp jolt up her spine that nearly knocked her over. “Why do you always insist on sneaking up on me?” Dana asked, breathing hard. “We need to talk. Get in the car.” She knew Ani looked exactly like her but sometimes the powers of her emerald eyes were overwhelming. When she was at her strongest they seemed to be bright and beaming like a lighthouse shining over an ocean in the middle of the night. Ani twisted her nose slightly trying to keep her agitation from spreading across her face. She knew she was going to catch some flak for last night’s little incident. “I’m not going to waste any time getting to the point about this because that would be ridiculous. Did you have anything to do with Rebecca’s death?” Dana demanded. “Who is Rebecca?” Ani swung her head around and looked out the car window at the orange and yellow leaves barely hanging on the trees that lined the street. “Don’t play that game with me. You promised me you would only hunt the people who do wrong, who are evil, remember? Rebecca didn’t do anything wrong.” “Oh really? What do you call talking behind your back saying things like: ‘Oh she’d be much prettier if she did something with herself’? What about the time you told me that hunky guy was flirting with you and she took him right from under your nose?” Dana straightened up in her seat and refocused on the road as she felt the car drifting over the line. Zeroing in at the back of another car seemed to prevent her anger from building. “You know what I’m saying. We agreed on murderers, thieves, rapist and pimps, not man stealers.” “Well, she stole $20 out of your purse one time and you didn’t even see it. Does that count as a thief?” Ani raised one eyebrow and a mischievous smile spread across her face. A subtle glow radiated from her persona, even with all of the clouds hovering in the sky. “Did you ever think because we’re twins I could be the one caught for the murder and the little bit of difference between our eyes is simply not enough to convince people we’re not the same person?” Dana was not smiling at all. It simply wasn’t funny to her, although her sister didn’t seem to agree. She enjoyed living a low profile lifestyle but Ani needed to feel an adrenaline rush every now and then. She certainly loved the thrills she got during her bloodiest killings. Drinking blood seemed to get very boring to Ani after a while and she wanted to find some way to spice things up. “I wouldn’t let that happen,” Ani said, shaking her head and staring out the window. She had been around a long time and was still amazed at all the changes the world was constantly going through. The invention of the motor car astounded her and now there were little computerized telephones that could be cradled in the fleshy dips of her hands. Ani glared out the window as a woman rushed down the street in a short, red skirt and matching tube top. Her hair looked like it would ignite if a cigarette was lit up next to it from all the carbon dioxide that was floating around in her hair. It must have taken a ton of hairspray to hold the blonde tower together as she paced up and down the block. The woman ranted into a cell phone, complete with annoying hand gestures. Ani could tell this lady really enjoyed her personal drama. Ani was definitely considered a rebel of her time but it seemed like women just didn’t know how to handle their lives today. “Well, whether you think it could happen or not,” Dana continued. “You really need to think of how your actions affect us both.” She swore Ani’s angry gaze could cut a hole through her glass car window. In half a second Ani turned her head toward Dana. It felt like she was trying to bore a hole in her soul. “Your maker will be asking questions soon if any of this gets back to him and from there I have no clue what’ll happen,” Dana said, trying to shake the nervousness from her voice. “So, you mean to tell me I’m supposed to go along with draining small animals for blood every damn time I want to eat? Do you know how boring that gets? And the blood is not nearly as sweet. Not to mention I’m hungry all time because small animals don’t have that much blood. It even takes a lot of deer’s blood to fill up. I’d rather be out chasing a killer and feasting on his blood than an innocent deer. Do you know how difficult this is for me?” “No, I don’t know because I don’t need blood but I understand that you do. Without you, I’m nothing.” Dana’s voice dropped as she hit the last word. She tried to imagine life without her sister but felt a shock shutter through her body when she realized there would be no life without her. “All I’m saying is you can’t keep taking people down like this because they piss you off. These are people you know. Just because it isn’t your family doesn’t mean they don’t matter. Be more like those vampires everyone likes, you know, like in the Twilight Saga. I love those movies.” Dana shook her head from side to side and laughed. “I can’t help thinking about how scared people would be if they knew people like them really existed. I think they’d rather be friends with an alien than hang out with you, I’m sorry. ” “Yeah, and we don’t glitter in the sun either; although that’d be a really cool feature,” Ani said smiling. People loved the vampires that glittered but she knew they wouldn’t want to see her coming. Dana was relieved the conversation had gone well. All of her car windows were still whole and she didn’t have any claw marks on her arm. Ani had never physically attacked her, but with her sister’s temper she secretly wondered if it were possible. They pulled up in front of their apartment and Ani wrinkled her nose again. Dana rolled her eyes at the thought of what could be running through her sister’s mind. “What’s wrong now?” Dana asked, tired of dealing with Ani’s diva attitude. “You should get out more. You have a boyfriend like once every three years and you’re happy with that? God, I don’t want to think about the last time you had sex.” “I like staying indoors and reading, thank you. Plus, I can’t have a man, you’d drain them all.” Dana laughed but her ego took a shot when she realized it had been four years since she had made love to a man. Dana looked at Ani out of the corner of her eye and realized she was dead on. She refused to change her face because Ani was right too much lately. A little boy on a bicycle came to a sharp stop in front of their apartment. He was only eight or nine but he found the two women to be breathtakingly beautiful and was amazed that they looked exactly the same. Both had hypnotizing eyes, but something was different about the one with the beaming, bright, green eyes. Her features were sharper, like she was cut out of a block of ice but she was still pretty. Their dark brown, caramel-colored hair glistened in the sun although Ani avoided direct sunlight at all cost. No one likes painful and grotesque blisters. Both women were the respectful height of 5’10” and in heels they often reached a towering 6’0”. Some men found their height intimidating while others couldn’t wait to get them in their beds. Dana was never one to hop in the sack with just anyone while Ani enjoyed playing the hard-to-get game. Ani got out of the car slowly, trying not to alarm the little guy and scare him away. She kissed him softly on his plump little cheek and then pulled her head away from his neck. His cheeks felt like smooth putty in her hands and that is when she knew it was time to step away. His blood smelled unbelievably sweet; it was a cruel twist of fate that the little ones always smelled the best. His breath had become shallow, like she’d stolen it with her kiss. She waved at the boy with a sly smile as she went into the house looking over her shoulder to take in his innocence. She didn’t want anyone to see her teeth had already begun to extend. “See,” Ani said, standing in the doorway beaming at Dana while she stood by her car. “I didn’t hurt the little one.” “I certainly hope not,” Dana replied, not paying her attention-seeking antics any mind. She had seen them all. Dana checked to make sure the car door was locked and then went into the house rolling her eyes. She draped her small pink purse on the back of the brown lounge chair in the living room and turned to find Ani standing in front of her with a clear bottle full of a thick, purplish liquid. She immediately felt queasy. Drinking this blood concoction every month had not gotten any easier. However, it was something that had to be done to keep the strength of their bond alive. “It can’t be time to drink this crap already,” Dana said as she shook her head. The wavy strands of her hair stuck to her forehead from the thin film of sweat that was glistening there. “Did you put a little sugar in it? That’s the only way I’m going to drink it.” “You’re going to do it or you’re going to die, sugar or not. Now drink it.” Ani shoved the used Dasani bottle into her chest. Dana grasped the bottle in her hand and unscrewed the cap. Ani tapped the sole of her foot on the linoleum floor hoping her sister would man up and chug the drink, but she was in no rush to swallow it and nothing Ani said could make her move any faster. Dana put the bottle to her lips and gulped the liquid as quickly as she could. This clearly wasn’t a good idea, she thought as thick liquid slid down her parched throat. She worked the muscles in her esophagus to ensure that the liquid went down even faster. “I didn’t tell you to do all that,” Ani said, chuckling and removing the bottle from Dana’s hand so that she could cough hard enough to get the air bubble out of her windpipe. Dana was trying hard not to throw up despite the liquid gurgling in both her chest and her stomach. She didn’t feel like cleaning up the blood and whatever else she just drank. “What did you mix it with this time?” Dana asked, feeling like her mouth was on fire from the acidic taste. “Pomegranate juice. You like that stuff, right?”Ani said, shrugging innocently and placing the plastic container on the counter. “Not mixed with blood!” Dana said, still coughing. “Well, next month I’ll remember that but for now go ahead and finish this up.” She placed the bottle back in Dana’s hand hoping her little bit of sympathy would make the transition easier. Dana let a steady stream of the potent liqueur slide down her esophagus once again and she tried to let her mind wander into a world more pleasurable, like the long and hot summer days she used to spend with her mother and father.

Sisters For Eternity
loved this book and the fact that Janiera puts so much thought and details in how she writes. "She would live as long as her sister did but would still have those annoying human hygiene issues like deodorant and cellulite. Her body would not age past the point of 25 but that still didn't keep the belly fat completely away." I cried for Dana in one scene when she was told that her husband would not be gifted with eternal life like she would be. "I cannot give him eternal life, I can only offer that to you and your soul sister. My people are only responsible for restoring his health and giving him a second chance at life." I loved the flashbacks of Dana and her life before she was eternal. Well done Janiera I truly enjoyed this book!

The way that vampires are created is so very unique.,
The following review is my opinion and not a paid review. I was given a copy of Soul Sisters from the author for a review via Full Moon Bites Book Tours.

Dana a young woman is on her honeymoon and goes for a walk with her new husband. While they are out enjoying the beautiful day and their time of just being together her husband has an accident. Dana has been staying by his side day and night waiting to see if he will live or die. When she can't take it any longer she runs out to be by herself for a while. On her walk she meets a stranger who says he can save her husband and she will become immortal. Dana will do anything to save her husband. She ask what she would have to do to save him.

The strange whose name is Donovan tells her that he is a vampire. He explains that he will save her husband for her soul. Why does he want or need her soul? She will become immortal and he will give her a soul sister who will be a vampire. Her soul sister will always protect her and keep her safe.

Dana meets her soul sister for the first time a very short time after her husband gets better. You see the reason she meets her then is because she is watching out for Dana and has always been near. She saves Dana from being ran over in the street but she doesn't have time to save her husband. Dana loved her husband so much that although she is over a 100 years old she has never had many relationships. She likes her life and she lives it like going to work and coming home to her own place and reading her books.

Her soul sister Ani is a little different she likes living life on the wild side. Ani loves her sister so much that she will do anything and I do mean anything to keep her sister safe but that is why they are soul sisters. One night Ani talks Dana into going out to a bar and having a little fun. When a man attacks Dana, Ani kills him and there is a witness to the murder which leads to big trouble for the twins. Vampires are not supposed to kill humans or do anything that will expose them.

Donovan comes to Dana to get her to talk to Ani so that she will turn herself over to him. He wants to kill Ani. If he kills her then Dana will die also and neither one of them want to die. So Dana, Ani, a werewolf and an ex-boyfriend of Ani's all set out to kill Donaovan before he can kill Ani. Ani has to be the one who kills him and after she kills him she will be the vampire queen. She will take over Donovan's place as the head vampire. She will rule over all the vampires. Will Ani kill the head vampire Donavan? Will she become the vampire queen?

I know I have said it over and over but this time it is actually the truth. I have never ever read a vampire book like this one before. The way that vampires are created is so very unique. I have never read a vampire book where vampires were created in this way. They maybe one out there but I have not read it. I loved how they were created it gives the vampire genre a whole new twist. The ending is very amazing. While I knew how it would end I never in a million years expected it to end quite like it did.