My blood is toxic to vampires . . .
If there’s one thing I want, it’s go get off this iceberg. I’m thinking college on the east coast. ANYWHERE besides Alaska.
Then a near-fatal car wreck changes everything. Government agents jump in and save my life in exchange for my services as a vampire hunter. Did they just say vampires? Yep. And they’re not the kind that sparkle. They’re rabid, disgusting, rude . . . and way too suave. Those are the ones I really have to watch out for.
A knife isn’t my only weapon. My rare blood type sends vampires into temporary paralysis right before I have to finish the job by hand. Basically I’m a glorified chew toy.
Now I’m stuck with an overzealous partner, a group of suck junkies, and a maddening attraction to Mr. Joe Cool, dresses all in black, Fane Donado. I don’t know if I want to punch him or kiss him, but clearly he’s keeping secrets of his own.
The old Aurora is gone forever. Destroyed in the wreckage. I don’t know who I am anymore, only that I suddenly have intense cravings and a V.I.P. pass into Alaska’s underworld.
If vampires found out who I worked for it would be lights out forever. In the meantime, I have some undead ass to kick so long as it doesn’t kick mine first.
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Nikki Jefford is a third-generation Alaskan now living in the Pacific Northwest with her French husband and their Westie, Cosmo. When she’s not reading or writing, she enjoys nature, hiking, and motorcycling. The dark side of human nature fascinates her, so long as it’s balanced by humor and romance.