Free Not Another Vampire Book by Cassandra Gannon

of me, if I could prevent it.”  Damien murmured.
    “Good. 
Because I would not want to kill you, if I can prevent it.”  Aside from this
man, Kara had absolutely nothing.  No friends, no family, no clue as to how to
survive in this Bizarre-o World.  It wasn’t like Melessa or Slade were going to
lend a hand.  Morons.  “Without you, I’m all alone here.  You have no idea how
terrifying that is.”
    Damien’s
head titled, again, something softening in his angular face.  “I know what it
is to be alone.”  He said, quietly.
    Kara
cleared her throat.  “Anyway… Yeah.  Yeah, come along.  Thanks.”  Why burn
bridges?  If Damien was dumb enough to want to keep hanging out with her, even after
she’d rewritten his reality, what was the point in arguing?  It never hurt to
have a handsome sorcerer on your team.  Kara headed down the hall.  “You’re
going to have to drive, though.  Everything I know about horses, I learned from
watching Seabiscuit .”

Chapter Four
     
    The woman would be his savior.
     
    Angelic and yielding, with a lilting voice and sweet
disposition, she had been crafted just for Slade.  At the end of all his heroic
fighting in the Vampire Wars, Melessa’s angelic love was his reward.  It made
his valiant, selfless struggle finally worth it.  His mission now was to
protect his mate from Damien’s evil clutches.  Slade was a hero.  Only someone
of his magnificence could help save Melessa from the dark creature’s masterful
plots, just as only Melessa’s purity could save Slade’s lost soul.
     
    Eternal
Passion at Sunset- Chapter four
     
    The
woman would be his downfall.
    From
the second he’d laid eyes on her, he’d known.  The curves of her body.  The
curls of her hair.  The wide, chocolate eyes staring up at him in defiance and surprise. 
Even the honeysuckle smell of her.  It was all… different.
    Dangerous.
    Damien
knew dangerous people.  He was one.  He’d been raised in a world where
only the most dangerous bastards survived and Damien came through it as the
last one standing.  He needed nothing but his vengeance, now.  He was strong and
isolated.  Used to his life.
    Yet,
this woman disrupted things.
    Disrupted
the very clear path he’d always followed.
    It
seemed like he existed in a haze, mechanically moving forward towards his ultimate
goal.  All day, every day, he made plans to kill Slade.  Plans to rip away
everything that the Vampire cared about.  Tonight should have been the first
step in Damien’s greater agenda.  Countless hours went into scheming and
plotting and arranging it.  Slade’s Eternal-One was the key to everything.
    Karalynn
could bring the reigning champ to his knees and give Damien what he wanted. 
Slade dead.  The Vampires broken.  An end to the war.  A chance to rest.  Just
five minutes where Damien didn’t have to fight or obsess.  Five minutes where
he could sit beside someone and talk about nothing.  Five minutes where he
could have…
    …
Peace.
    The
woman could give him all that.
    But,
she was also more dangerous to him than anyone else had ever been.  He couldn’t
explain who Karalynn Donnelly was or where she came from.  He couldn’t explain her
powers or how she seemed to know things.
    He
couldn’t explain why she affected him so much.
    “We
have to turn here.”  Her attention was focused on the street, the dim light
reflecting off the curves of her face.  Why had he never noticed humans looked
so soft and appealing?  He’d always dismissed them as a frail, unimportant
species.  Now, he was reconsidering that stance.  Close-up, they were
compelling.  Bright.
    Or
was it just this human who stirred him?
    It
was as if someone had designed Karalynn to appeal just to him, either as a
bribe, or a prize, or a test.  Or maybe just a cosmic joke.  Back in the
garden, Kara said that she didn’t know why she was there.  But, Damien knew.
    It
was simple fate.
    Nothing
happened without a