I have Moira Rogers here sharing a chapter from Keeping Company With Bloodhounds. To read all the chapters, please visit the link!
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Hello there! I’m Bree, one half of the paranormal romance
writing duo of Moira Rogers, and I’m on a wild and crazy blog tour talking about
dangerous men and the women who love them. And I’m not just talking about their
heroines—I mean all the women who
love them, including those of us who read & write about them! That’s why I’m here with an excerpt from Keeping Company With Bloodhounds, a book that gives all the dirty details about those dangerous warriors. (Even if it
only exists in the fictional world of the Bloodhounds.)
When
you're writing a series about vampire hunters, it's almost inevitable that the
vampires have to start out, at least, as the bad guys.
In the
Bloodhounds series, the vampires aren't just bad. They're relentless,
megalomaniacal, scheming, hungry and, at times, downright evil. But no vampire world is complete without a few exceptions...and the farther we get
into the series, the more of those exceptions we'll have a chance to
reveal. As the excerpt below can attest,
however, they're certainly out there.
They might even be heroes.
CHAPTER
TWELVE - VAMPIRES: THE BLOODY TRUTH
Vampires. Few topics can offer more in the way of
controversy and misinformation. I won’t bore you with dull or sophistic
histories meant to sway your thinking. I’ll leave that to John Foster,
whose romantic novels featuring brooding, tormented vampiric heroes, I hear,
happen to sell quite well.
No, I believe I shall offer you something of a personal anecdote
instead, a tale I’ve not often shared, but one of inarguable, unassailable
truth. You see, it happened to me, and the event was etched quite
indelibly into my memory.
I was sixteen at the time, and my family had embarked on a rail
trip out West. My father intended to see to some investment interests,
whereas my mother intended to determine whether the prairie air lived up to its
reputation as a curative. I’d always been something of a sickly child,
and she was quite desperate to find a treatment that would restore my good
health.
A series of circumstances led us to stop short of our destination,
at a small town called Monroe. From there, we chartered a steam coach.
Some miles shy of the border, the coach was beset by a vampire
highwayman, and our driver and coachman murdered. Initially, we suspected
robbery, but our attacker’s motives soon proved to be more primal in nature.
You may think I’m about to tell you a dashing bloodhound came to
our aid, but nothing could be further from the truth. We were
rescued--by a tall man in velvet brocade who rode in, literally, on a white
horse. It wasn’t until we’d reached the next town and were saying our
goodbyes that I realized our savior had fangs of his own.
Make of that what you will.
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Read more about Moira
Rogers & the Bloodhounds series at http://www.moirarogers.com/bloodhounds Book #3 in the series, Archer’s Lady, is available
on July 3rd, 2012.
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