Title:
Legacy of Blood
Author: J.L. McCoy
Series: Skye Morrison Vampire Series (#4)
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: Feb 16 2013
Edition/Formats Available In: E~Book & Print
Synopsis:
"Skye Morrison begged for death. Fortunately, someone didn't listen.
Skye awakens to discover she has been irrevocably changed
and the unprecedented circumstances of her rebirth have now created a new
threat to her very existence. Sired by both the monster Amun and the vampire
Archer Rhys, Skye must prove to the army of An Dilis (The Faithful) whose
essence is most dominant within her and that she is not a danger to them or
society. The Faithful soon discover that
she is unlike any vampire ever created before as she struggles to adjust to her
new life and the changes that come with it.
Her recent brush with death has made Skye realize that life
is precious and she wastes no time telling the one she loves how she feels
about him.
But, Amun finds out that someone interfered with Skye's
transformation and the intrusion makes him livid. He gives Skye 7 days to come to him or he
threatens to begin killing the ones she loves most.
Will Skye be able to survive long enough to enjoy her new
life now that Amun is hunting her and everyone she loves?
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J. L. McCoy resides in the beautifully weird city of Austin , Texas
with her opinionated Pekiweenie Isabel and handsome husband Kenny. She has always been a passionate reader and
enjoys watching movies, traveling, listening to heavy metal/classic rock/80s music,
getting mani/pedis with her girls, and singing karaoke. She loves body art and is hopelessly addicted
to Sonic’s ice and Route 44 un-sweet raspberry iced tea.
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Praise
"[Legacy of Blood] left me breathless and wanting
more." -NarlyNut's Book Lovers and Reviews
"J.L. McCoy takes us on a continued ride of intense,
enthralling, page turning fascination."(praise for The Original Sin) -NarlyNut's Book Lovers and Reviews
"And I can't wait to sink my fangs into the next book,
to see what the hell is going on with Skye. Once again I give this book Five
GOTHIC stars!!!" (praise for The Original Sin) -CYNTHIA SHEPP BOOK REVIEWS & EDITING
"This series floored me! I was sucked in
(pun intended) from the very beginning." -Bex 'N' Books
As soon as my head hit my pillow, and I fully relaxed, my
eyes began to grow heavy. All of the
excitement I had been through today had taken its toll on me mentally. I desperately needed to sleep and
recharge. Before I knew it, I was out
cold.
Images flashed behind my eyes, interrupting hours of deep,
sound sleep as I softly heard someone whispering my name. Something was pulling at my psyche, demanding
entrance, and I finally gave in to the request.
Amun was standing by large body of water with his back to
me. As soon as I took a step toward him,
he whirled around looking surprised but relieved.
“What took you so long?” he demanded, his black eyes taking
on anger. “I’ve been reaching out to you
all day. I could feel you but I didn’t
have access to you…I couldn’t access your mind.
Something is interfering. HOW are
you keeping me out?”
“Ha!” I laughed and sneered at the small victory. “You mean to tell me you can’t just come into
my dreams whenever you want to?”
He flashed to me and grabbed me by my throat. “You drank their blood?!” he raged in my face
as he glared back and forth between my now colorless eyes. “But you are mine!”
“I am no one’s!” I yelled back as I ripped his hand from my
neck and pushed him away from me; the action utterly shocking Amun. “No one owns me! No one will EVER own me!”
“A piece of my very soul is inside of you,” he growled,
quickly recovering. “You are mine and
you will do as I say. You will come to
me this night! I DEMAND IT!”
I put my hands on my hips and smirked at him. “Demand away, Amun. I don’t know what you’re expecting, but I’m
not going to just come crawling to whatever hole you’re off hiding in. You have no control over me. Get used to it!”
“Oh, I have plenty of control over you,” he sneered evilly
as he took another step toward me. “All
those disgusting feelings of love and desire you felt for that Day
Walker…Archer? I put them there. I made you dream of him, want him, make love
to him… I made you want to stay with him
when you were so set on leaving. I
couldn’t very well allow you to leave and ruin all my plans! But in the end, you betrayed me, Damu. There will be a heavy price to pay for
that. You were supposed to stay,
complete your change and then kill him and all his children. Instead you drink his blood and pollute
yourself?! You could have been something
great, something beautifully fierce and exquisitely savage, but now you are
just another common, pathetic Day Walker!”
I felt my eyes flicker black as anger consumed me. “I’m not your fucking toy, Amun! If you think you can force me to feel things
and do things for you, you have another thing coming. I’m going to kill you for what you’ve done to
me! As God is my witness, you will DIE
by MY hand!”
Amun chuckled as he looked me up and down and then
tsked. “Oh, my sweet Nisiqtu…you are
still so headstrong. I believe I was
wrong about you. You carry my mark in
your eyes. We are not so different after
all, you and I. You may be a Day Walker
now, but the potential for greatness is still there. The possibilities are endless now. There is so much we can do to them now that
you are one of them. They will never
suspect-”
“Fuck you!” I spat as I turned and walked away. I didn’t have to listen to his bullshit. He may have pulled me into this dream but,
come hell or high water, I was going to walk out of it.
“You have one week to come to me, Skye,” Amun yelled at my
back. “If you do not obey me, I will start
killing your friends and family one by one and I’ll start with that fiery girl
who shares your home. I believe I’ll sew
her colorful skin into a new hat.”
I whirled around, my eyes wide and fearful. “You lay one finger on her and I’ll-”
“Silence!” Amun roared angrily, his voice echoing loudly all
around me. “Seven days, Skye. And you had better be wearing the presents I
left for you when you come to me.”
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