What happens when passions ignite between a normal, everyday Earth woman and a vampire from another planet?
Willa has suffered great loss in her life. All she wants now is to lead a solitary life as she goes high into the mountains on a backpacking trip. In the night she hears a loud crash and goes outside her comfort zone to investigate as she thinks someone might be hurt. Whom and what she finds will change her life in many extreme ways. Now she is in for the adventure of her life!
The stranger she meets at the crash site has a very alluring effect on Willa. But he is strange in more ways than one. He feeds on animal blood to sustain himself. But something about being on Earth is changing him; and not for the better. Will he help Willa come back to life? Or will he turn against her because of his lust for blood?
Excerpt
She poured herself a glass of water. Then she noticed a dark form standing just outside of the sliding glass door. Its eyes glowed red. She screamed and dropped the glass to the floor. A shard of glass bounced up and cut into her leg. Blood flowed from the wound. Paul slid the door open and walked in. His eyes were now their normal blue color. But something wasn’t right with him. He stared right through her. Then he saw the blood dripping down her leg. For the first time since she’d gotten to know him, she felt fear. Willa looked down at the glass on the floor. There was a good sized piece she could use to defend herself if she could get it in time. But Paul was next to her in an instant. He looked into her eyes as he bent over. Then he put a finger to the blood on her leg and lifted it to his lips.
“Just one taste,” he said. He put the finger to his tongue and closed his eyes. Willa held as still as she could. Paul seemed to savor the taste. After moments had passed he opened his eyes. They glowed red again.
“Paul?”
“Shhh,” he quieted her by putting his hand gently over her mouth. Her heart was doing double flips. Sweat made a sheen over her entire body. She could smell her own fear.
“Don’t be afraid,” said Paul.
He said it so calmly, she remembered thinking, although she was past thought at this point. She was going on pure instinct, and it was telling her to run. But she couldn’t move a muscle. Paul removed his hand from her mouth, still looking into her eyes. It was as if he were staring straight through to her soul. A tear slid from her eye, and it seemed to break the spell a bit. Paul looked confused.
