Sixteen-year-old Shiloh Ravenwolf is a heritage witch from the Broussard family, a family both destined and cursed. When she takes a summer job at Ravenhurst Manor, she discovers a ghost with an agenda. That’s where she meets the new town hottie, Trent Donovan, and immediately becomes spellbound by his charms. Yet she is determined to discover the connection between them.
It sucks to have a destiny, especially since Shiloh would rather spend her summer being a normal girl who worries about clothes and boys, not the supernatural. But she’s never been normal, and the stranger things become the more her own magical senses awaken.
Sherry Soule has won awards for her short stories and writes full-time. She has been writing seriously for twelve years, during which time she has completed seven romantic suspense and supernatural-style manuscripts. She was a Creative writing Major and because of her love of reading and her dedication to the craft of writing fiction, she also did some freelance work as an Acquisitions Editor for Crescent Moon Press. She is an active member of the SCBWI, RWA, and YACHATLIT. Sherry writes young adult, horror, and paranormal, but no matter what genre she's writing, there has to be an element of romance. She lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with her black cat, Charm. And her cat would like you to know that she’s not a morning person, rarely cooks, and loves all things supernatural.
Sherry has generously offered up a PDF copy of her YA vampire romance novella Thirsty
to one lucky reader. To win a copy of this novella just leave a comment with your email address. Winner will be chosen on July 12 2011
Eighteen-year-old, Draven Scarlatti has always relished in his nocturnal, blood-sucking lifestyle until he moves in with his uncle’s family after his adopted father dies. One look at Charisma Chase ignites an unquenchable thirst within him. And not just for her blood. Somehow, this beautiful girl imprinted herself on his black little heart.
Leave it to a cocky immortal to break the boredom of long school days plaguing seventeen-year-old Charisma Chase’s life. Recognizing a fellow outcast, Charisma opens up to him and before long, the two have formed a unique bond. After a love bite, she’s soon turning toward vampirism with a combination of frightened revulsion and eager passion. Draven’s kisses promise endless nights of eternity in his arms yet demand a choice: Embrace the darkness of eternal life or remain a sun worshipper with a very human mortality.
Complicating Charisma’s decision is her best friend, turned amateur vampire hunter, Justin Taylor. Risking his life to save the impetuous teenager from becoming a creature of darkness, Justin still can’t decide what he wants to do more…kill Charisma's new vampire boyfriend or take the girl on a date.
When a string of grisly murders puts the town on high alert and Charisma’s father suffers from a strange animal attack, Charisma realizes that when it comes to tough decisions, the only thing you can rely on is your heart. Unless there are pointy stakes lying around. Then, well, it sucks…
Her sweet smelling blood called to him every night since he'd moved into the mansion. He’d been walking in the gardens when he heard her footsteps from the second floor. Draven sighed and listened with his keen vampire ears. The musical beat of her heart beckoned him in velvety timbres of unrealized passion, until it had drawn him to stand beneath her open window.
He breathed in her pungent and very human scent. He imagined her silky blonde hair and dancing violet eyes and his dark soul stirred with longing. And a deep thirst he could no longer ignore. Although he was often thirsty.
One small taste. One dark kiss will do no harm.
Draven sighed again, trying to battle the emotions raging within him. It had been so long since he had felt this way about a human. Or another vampire for that matter. He had been immortal for over sixty years and during that time he’d had many girlfriends both human and vampire, but they had never penetrated his heart like this.
He watched her silhouette from the upstairs window of her bedroom and it took everything in him not to go to her and take what he wanted. Her heart, her soul, her blood.
He could use his influence on her. But what would be the fun in that? No fear, or screaming, or running away in terror once his prey realized what he was—a demon. He smiled at the thought.
He’d always been exhilarated by his vampiric abilities and being born of Italian descent, he soon became a rebel among the brooding vampires of Europe by embracing his demon-side, a much more impulsive and violent nature. And why not?
He loved eternal life. He loved the night. He loved the rush that accompanied stalking his prey, like a cat chasing a mouse, although he did not always take human life. But mostly he loved the taste of human blood.
Draven was gorgeous, exceptionally clever and, unfortunately for vampire hunters and everyone else, almost formidable. However, staring up at Charisma in her room, he felt weak. Vulnerable. More alone than he’d ever felt in his immortal life.
Somehow, this human creature had firmly imprinted herself into his black little heart.
Draven stretched and yawned. He pulled the shadows toward him, relishing in his powerful nocturnal, blood-sucking lifestyle. One last glance and he turned away, pushing the thirst down into his belly. Walking back to his hidden chamber, he crookedly smiled.
Why shouldn’t I take what I want? It has never stopped me before...
Sherry is giving away one pdf copy of her
YA vampire romance novella
Eighteen-year-old, Draven Scarlatti has always relished in his nocturnal, blood-sucking lifestyle until he moves in with his uncle’s family after his adopted father dies. One look at Charisma Chase ignites an unquenchable thirst within him. And not just for her blood. Somehow, this beautiful girl imprinted herself on his black little heart.
Leave it to a cocky immortal to break the boredom of long school days plaguing seventeen-year-old Charisma Chase’s life. Recognizing a fellow outcast, Charisma opens up to him and before long, the two have formed a unique bond. After a love bite, she’s soon turning toward vampirism with a combination of frightened revulsion and eager passion. Draven’s kisses promise endless nights of eternity in his arms yet demand a choice: Embrace the darkness of eternal life or remain a sun worshipper with a very human mortality.
Complicating Charisma’s decision is her best friend, turned amateur vampire hunter, Justin Taylor. Risking his life to save the impetuous teenager from becoming a creature of darkness, Justin still can’t decide what he wants to do more…kill Charisma's new vampire boyfriend or take the girl on a date.
When a string of grisly murders puts the town on high alert and Charisma’s father suffers from a strange animal attack, Charisma realizes that when it comes to tough decisions, the only thing you can rely on is your heart. Unless there are pointy stakes lying around. Then, well, it sucks…
Her sweet smelling blood called to him every night since he'd moved into the mansion. He’d been walking in the gardens when he heard her footsteps from the second floor. Draven sighed and listened with his keen vampire ears. The musical beat of her heart beckoned him in velvety timbres of unrealized passion, until it had drawn him to stand beneath her open window.
He breathed in her pungent and very human scent. He imagined her silky blonde hair and dancing violet eyes and his dark soul stirred with longing. And a deep thirst he could no longer ignore. Although he was often thirsty.
One small taste. One dark kiss will do no harm.
Draven sighed again, trying to battle the emotions raging within him. It had been so long since he had felt this way about a human. Or another vampire for that matter. He had been immortal for over sixty years and during that time he’d had many girlfriends both human and vampire, but they had never penetrated his heart like this.
He watched her silhouette from the upstairs window of her bedroom and it took everything in him not to go to her and take what he wanted. Her heart, her soul, her blood.
He could use his influence on her. But what would be the fun in that? No fear, or screaming, or running away in terror once his prey realized what he was—a demon. He smiled at the thought.
He’d always been exhilarated by his vampiric abilities and being born of Italian descent, he soon became a rebel among the brooding vampires of Europe by embracing his demon-side, a much more impulsive and violent nature. And why not?
He loved eternal life. He loved the night. He loved the rush that accompanied stalking his prey, like a cat chasing a mouse, although he did not always take human life. But mostly he loved the taste of human blood.
Draven was gorgeous, exceptionally clever and, unfortunately for vampire hunters and everyone else, almost formidable. However, staring up at Charisma in her room, he felt weak. Vulnerable. More alone than he’d ever felt in his immortal life.
Somehow, this human creature had firmly imprinted herself into his black little heart.
Draven stretched and yawned. He pulled the shadows toward him, relishing in his powerful nocturnal, blood-sucking lifestyle. One last glance and he turned away, pushing the thirst down into his belly. Walking back to his hidden chamber, he crookedly smiled.
Why shouldn’t I take what I want? It has never stopped me before...
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