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Saving Avery (Update)

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**Coming early 2015 to Amazon**

~Romantic Suspense Fiction with Erotic and Thriller elements~ *Official blurb subject to change*

Avery Mason had it all: the nice house, the fancy clothes, the expensive cars and the perfect husband. On the outside looking in, her life appears to be perfect. But inside, Avery knows her life is far from perfection as her husband’s carefully constructed façade slowly starts to crumble.

Forced to fake a happy marriage while enduring physical and mental abuse from the man who had once been her whole world is taking its toll. And ever so slowly, Avery finds herself slipping into an existence where she is gradually becoming a shell of her former self.

When Dr. Max Harrison transfers from Chicago to North Carolina, his world is flipped upside down the moment he sees Avery. With one glimpse into her blue-gray eyes, he can see the pain she is so desperately hiding from the rest of the world. As Avery attempts to push him away, he becomes convinced that there is more to her than meets the eye. And when he finally uncovers her darkest secret, the pieces of the puzzle slowly start to click into place.

Max and Avery want to be together, but nothing in life is ever that simple. It’s not going to be easy to get her away from the powerful Mason family, but Max will risk everything to protect her. His only concern is Saving Avery.

***This book is intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY, and NOT intended for people with any triggers.***


    I wanted to update everyone on my next novel, Saving Avery.  The book is coming along very well — better than expected actually.  I am planning on a March or April release as of right now.  I will be asking for beta readers and then sending out ARCs to readers and blogs very soon, so keep an eye out if you are interested.

    Saving Avery is now on Goodreads!  Please add it to your ‘want to read’ shelf and show your support:

    Also, Author Lane Hart has Saving Avery on her “Five Books I Can’t Wait to Read in 2015” list.  Quote from the post: “From the author of Vampire Next Door, one of my favorite vampire romances, comes this erotic thriller in early 2015. I’m even more excited about this one because it take place in my home state of North Carolina!”

    You can find out more about Author Lane Hart on Twitter: @WritingfromHart and on her website.

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Facebook Giveaway 1/3 – 1/5

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~*~Author Angela Snyder’s 3,000 likes Facebook event!~*~

I have 21 authors and 2 book bloggers on the confirmed list!  There is room for more, so please contact me if you are interested in joining.

Readers, please join and spread the word to your friends who enjoy winning free books and prizes.

The event will start on Saturday, January 3rd and end on Monday, January 5th.  Open to all authors and book bloggers who would like to post a giveaway. Each person posting will be responsible for managing their own giveaways.  This is a great way to get your name and books/blog out there to a lot of people over the span of a weekend.

 

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My Facebook 3K Likes Giveaway

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CALLING ALL AUTHORS, READERS AND BOOK BLOGGERS

~*~Author Angela Snyder’s 3,000 likes Facebook event!~*~


The event will start on Saturday, January 3rd and end on Monday, January 5th.  Open to all authors and book bloggers who would like to post a giveaway. Each person posting will be responsible for managing their own giveaways.  This is a great way to get your name and books/blog out there to a lot of people over the span of a weekend.

When the event opens, feel free to start posting. The event is running from Saturday 1/3 to Monday 1/5, so you have plenty of time to run a giveaway all weekend and pick a winner on Monday, if that’s your preference. If your giveaway is for 18+ or US only, please indicate that. You can bump your giveaway post as long as it is still active. When your giveaway is over, please edit your post and type “**CLOSED**” before the first word in the post.

******Authors and bloggers, please contact me on Facebook if you are running a giveaway, and I will post the names to the confirmed authors/blogger pinned post on the event page.  And please remember to share and invite as many people as possible to make this event a huge success! Thank you!!!******

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**UPDATE**  Check out this blog post about the giveaway.

Today I reached 3,000 likes on my Facebook page!!  To celebrate, I am planning on have a huge giveaway with authors and bloggers.

The giveaway will be in the form of a Facebook page event.  Everyone is welcome to join, as it will be open to the public.  If you have never been involved in one of these, allow me to break it down for you.

Basically, an author/blogger will donate something in the form of books, swag, gift cards, etc.  They run their own little mini giveaway on the Facebook event.  What that means is you post in the event with any images you want (book covers, book teasers, banners, etc.), what you are giving away, who is eligible to participate (US only or worldwide) and what the participants have to do in order to win.

The attendees of the event will participate in these little “mini giveaways” and follow the instructions of each giveaway post in order to be eligible to win.  Now, what do they have to do to win?  It could be almost anything.  You make the rules, and you are responsible for your own giveaway.  Your giveaway can be as simple as like, share, comment.  If you want to make them work for it, you can get more Facebook page likes, Amazon author page likes, blog likes/comments/subscribers, etc.

So what’s in it for you for running a giveaway?  It depends on what you ask the participants to do.  You can gain Facebook page likes, new subscribers to your blog or newsletter, comments/likes on your blog, Amazon author page likes and so much more.  It’s a way to gain followers and attention for new releases fast.  These events are great for indie authors especially, because you’re getting your name out there, your book cover images/teasers and so much more to a lot of people who may have never seen your work before.

If you would like to donate books, e-books, gift cards, swag, etc., please go to this Facebook post and vote on which weekend would work out best for you.  Once we settle on a weekend, I will create the giveaway and post about it on my Facebook page.

Cover Reveal

Saving Avery (Cover Reveal)

SAVING AVERY

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Well, Christa over at Paper and Sage has outdone herself again!  I am so in love with this cover.  I would love to hear your opinions below, so please leave a comment! 🙂

Saving Avery blurb (subject to change)

Avery Mason had it all: the nice house, the fancy clothes, the expensive cars and the perfect husband.  On the outside looking in, her life appears to be perfect.  But inside, Avery knows her life is far from perfection as her husband’s carefully constructed façade slowly starts to crumble.

Forced to fake a happy marriage while enduring physical and mental abuse from the man who had once been her whole world is taking its toll.  And ever so slowly, Avery finds herself slipping into an existence where she is gradually becoming a shell of her former self.

 

When Dr. Max Harrison transfers from Chicago to North Carolina, his world is flipped upside down the moment he sees Avery.  With one glimpse into her blue-gray eyes, he can see the pain she is so desperately hiding from the rest of the world.  As Avery attempts to push him away, he becomes convinced that there is more to her than meets the eye.  And when he finally uncovers her darkest secret, the pieces of the puzzle slowly start to click into place.

Max and Avery want to be together, but nothing in life is ever that simple.  It’s not going to be easy to get her away from the powerful Mason family, but Max will risk everything to protect her. His only concern is Saving Avery.


Note from the author:  Saving Avery is an erotic thriller that takes place on the North Carolina coast.  It has really been an emotional roller coaster for me while I’ve been writing this book.  Avery suffers physical and mental abuse at the hands of her husband, a man she was once completely in love with.  It’s never easy to write a character’s struggles when you have to pour so much of yourself into them.  I felt her pain.  I felt her struggles.  Like I said…emotional roller coaster.

    When the idea for this book first came to mind, I pushed it aside.  No way, I thought.  Besides the general subconscious thought I always have when I start a new book (Hey, you have a million other books to write and finish!  What are you doing?!), Avery’s story kept resurfacing.  I’m sure any writer out there can relate when your characters become relentless…and sometimes downright annoying.  They want their story told, and they want it told now.  So I endeavored into yet another book that I just couldn’t break away from.  It was a struggle from the beginning because of the sensitive subject matter, but I pressed on.  Avery needed her story told, and who was I to deny her?

    I hope that Avery’s story comes across as genuine and that her struggles and triumphs affect all of my readers just as they have affected me while I was writing about them.

~Angela

Saving Avery will be released soon in early 2015.  Read below for info about ARCs.


I will be requesting a handful of readers/reviewers for ARCs (advanced reader copies) very soon, so keep an eye out for that!  I will post the requests on my Facebook page.

If anyone would like to spread the word about Saving Avery, here are two teasers that you can share on social media.  I’ll add more to my blog whenever they become available, so check back often.

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Why I Write (Blog Hop)

I’ve been tagged in a ‘Blog Hop’.

Title: Why I Write

Matt Cairns, a fellow author on Twitter, @mattcairns73, kindly invited me to participate in this blog hop. Matt Cairns published a novel, Cold Blooded, in 2013.  Cold Blooded is an action thriller/horror novel with elements of the supernatural.  Check out Matt Cairns’ novel “Cold Blooded: A Thriller” here.

Okay, so how does a Blog Hop work?

*         Well, it’s like a game of tag, but on Twitter.

*         Once you’re tagged, you need to write a post on your blog about why you write. (Feel free to use the same kind of format as I have in this post.)

*          Make sure you link back to the person who tagged you.

*          Nominate and tag three (or more) people via Twitter to be next in the ‘hop’. (Make sure you contact them so they know.)

So, on with the blog…


Why I Write

Why do I write?  The answer is quite simple:  to escape.

I developed a love for books at a very young age.  I found myself reading whatever I could get my hands on.  Growing up poor and introverted, books were always my friends when I didn’t feel like I had any.

Along with a love for reading came an affinity for writing.  I can remember writing poems and song lyrics when I was a child.  Shortly thereafter, the poetry transitioned into short stories and eventually novels when I was a teen.  The first novel I ever wrote was, of course, about vampires.  Back in the ’90s, vampires were quite prevalent, and I devoured anything vampire related.  So it was only natural that my first novel that I published, Vampire Next Door, would be, in fact, about vampires.

I have always loved the idea that books can transport us to places we’ve never been.  We meet people we could never meet in real life.  We are able to experience a myriad of emotions and relish in triumphs and defeats by just simple words strung together into sentences.  And we can live vicariously through a number of different characters and, in a sense, become them for the length of the book.  I always wanted to create that kind of magic with words, and I am finally living my ultimate dream — being a published author.  With a deep-rooted need to escape of my own, I love creating worlds for other people to escape to as well.

Why do I write?  Because if I didn’t, I wouldn’t have a purpose. I live to write.  It has always been like that for me and always will be.  Even if I never publish another book again, I would still write for myself, as I had been doing for years before publishing my first novel.  I have so many more books, characters and universes that I can’t wait to share with everyone.  And as all writers are very aware of, the voices never stop — the characters are always there, waiting for you to tell their story.

I write for the same reason I breathe – because if I didn’t, I would die.” – Isaac Asimov


TAG! You’re it…

So here’s the point where I nominate other writers for the ‘hop’, so they too can answer the question: Why do I write?  I nominate as follows: 

Setta Jay, @SETTAJAY_, author of The Guardians of The Realms Series

Lane Hart, @WritingfromHart, author of Blood Drive

C.E. Black, @CEBlackBooks, author of Shifted Perceptions

Garrard Hayes, @garradhayes, author of Bourbon and Blood

Daniel Kaye, @DanielKaye_, author of dark fiction vampire novel I, Vladimir

Eddie Jose Morales, @morales_ej, short story horror fiction writer

T.W. Barton, @TyWadeBooks, author of the upcoming iVigilante series and book reviewer.  (He supports a LOT of indie authors!)

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Vampire Next Door Book Review!

Thanks for the wonderful review, Geekess! 😉

If The Reviews Fit

I’ve been quite some time since I’ve finished a book in one day. I’m so proud of myself, HIGH FIVE MYSELF!

A girl is found beaten, close to death, in the middle of the woods by a hunter. At the hospital the girl is named Jane Doe, due to the fact that she has not identification. Jane was so badly beaten that she was in a coma for weeks. Her physician, Dr. Jack Walker, because attached to Jane Doe. Jack is shocked that one has claimed to know their Jane Doe and with so much damaged done to her he fears that she might not remember anyone if they did come for her.

Sebastian Alexander is looking for “Jane Doe” and will stop at nothing to find her. The local newscasters posted a photo of Jane and Sebastian was relieved that she was alive. Sebastian finds the hospital she’s at…

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Cover Reveal ~ Falling For A Rock Star

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Falling For A Rock Star

 

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Blurb (subject to change):

FALLING FOR A ROCK STAR (New Adult Rock Star Romance)

Belle Andrews didn’t have an easy life. After losing her mother to cancer, she leaves Georgia for a new start in Los Angeles. She lands a job with one of the largest music moguls in the country, and her dream is slowly becoming a reality. The only thing standing in her way is Gavin McKnight, a notorious rock star, who happens to be their biggest client. Her boss is willing to give her a promotion and a corner office, but only if she can tame Gavin’s bad boy ways in time for his new tour. Her boss’s number one rule is to never fall for a rock star. But the more Belle is around Gavin, the more she realizes that rules are just meant to be broken.

**This book contains material suitable for adults 18+ only**

Release Date: TBD

Cover design by Paper & Sage

© Angela Snyder 2014

Do not copy or distribute


Please let me know in the comments below what you think of the cover! 😉

Writing

Vampire Next Door Excerpt

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Enjoy this excerpt of Vampire Next Door…


Vampire Next Door

 by

Angela Snyder

Copyright © 2013 Angela Snyder

All rights reserved.

ISBN: 1492149640

ISBN-13: 978-1492149644

**Do not copy or distribute**


VAMPIRE NEXT DOOR

 

CHAPTER 1

 

Bedford Valley, Pennsylvania

 

GEORGE EDWARDS TREKKED through the snow-covered woods. It was the morning of the first day of deer season — one of his favorite times of the year. The sun was starting to rise over the mountain he was climbing, cascading sporadic rays through the leaves of the tall trees. At seventy-three years old, he felt as fit as a fiddle and looked forward to the hike ahead of him.

The thin layer of snow over fallen branches and leaves on the forest floor crunched under his feet as he walked. The air was cold and made evident by the small puffs of white air billowing from his lips. His old, trusty Remington was slung over his right shoulder, and a small backpack, which contained the lunch his wife had packed that morning, was slung over his left.

Halfway up the mountain he paused by a group of trees to take a rest. Placing his weathered hand against the bark, he caught his breath and grumbled. He hated getting old.

Reaching into the backpack, he produced a thermos of coffee and took a few sips. The hot liquid warmed his throat as he drank. After one last swig, he replaced the thermos and continued on his journey. The tree stand, which he and his father had built when he was a boy, stood only a few yards away. He stared at the old structure, and it brought back memories instantly. His childhood seemed like just yesterday, but he had not been a young boy for quite a while.

As he took another step forward, his foot hooked on something on the ground, and he tripped. The gun and backpack went flying as he landed on the soft, snow-covered ground. He cursed, and it echoed through the quiet woods.

Slowly, he stood and glanced back at what he had stumbled over. There was a large lump on the ground. He gave his eyes a moment to adjust, as they weren’t as reliable as they used to be. He squinted in the breaking daylight and cautiously moved towards the object to get a better look.

At first, he thought maybe it was a fallen deer. He kneeled down and nudged the object that he had tripped on. It rolled over, revealing the face of a woman.

“Jesus H. Christ!” George yelled, stumbling back. He quickly fished his cell phone out of his pocket and walked around the area until he could get a good signal. His hands shook as he dialed 9-1-1.

While the phone rang, George stared down at the girl. She was badly beaten and covered in blood. Her clothes were soiled and dirty, and she had blended in perfectly with the surroundings of the forest floor. She wasn’t covered from last night’s snowfall, so he knew she couldn’t have been there for more than a few hours.

“Hello? Hello? Is anybody there?” the operator called.

George put the phone to his ear so he could hear the man more clearly. “Yes. My name is George Edwards. I’m up here on Blue Crest Mountain, about two miles from Route 220. I found a girl in the woods. She’s in bad shape. She’s covered in blood.” He swallowed hard at the lump forming in his throat.

“Can you tell if she’s breathing, sir?”

George looked down at the girl. She looked dead, but perhaps she had some life in her. His worn knees creaked as he knelt down beside the woman. Leaning in close to her, he stared at her mouth. A weak puff of white air escaped her lips. “She’s breathing! She’s alive!” George cried, relieved.

“Sir, I need you to cover her and try to keep her warm. Do not move her. The ambulance is on its way.”

George stood and stripped off his outer jacket. He was thankful that his wife had nagged him that morning until he had put on the extra layer. He carefully draped the coat over her. “Hang on, honey,” he whispered to her, reassuringly. “You’re going to be all right.”

 

CHAPTER 2

 

JACK WALKER STROLLED through the hospital. It was late at night, and he had finished all of his rounds except one. He stopped at the nurses’ station and leaned over the counter. A young nurse with blonde hair looked up at him through her long lashes. “Dr. Walker, how are you this evening?”

“Good. How is our Jane Doe doing?”

“No change,” she said, handing him the manila folder that contained Jane’s chart.

“No visitors?”

The nurse checked her notes and then shook her head.

Jack frowned. “All right.” He walked down to the end of the hall and into the last room on the left. Jane Doe was resting peacefully in her bed like she had been day in and day out for the past few weeks.

Jack sat down in a leather recliner in the corner of the room. The rhythmic beeping of the monitoring machines was hypnotic, and he crushed the heels of his hands into his tired eyes. He was exhausted. The day had been busy and long with surgery after surgery in the operating room.

Yawning, he flipped through the folder and glanced over the nurses’ notes. “Well, Ms. Doe, no changes today,” he commented. He glanced up at the girl lying serenely in the bed. She had been in the hospital for almost a month, and every night Jack found himself coming to her room before heading home. It seemed that in some way she gave him peace at the end of a long and tiring day.

He stood and walked to the side of the bed. The girl had been found in the woods and beaten within an inch of her life. When she arrived at the hospital, she was broken and barely alive. Jack had put her back together and saved her life. It was touch and go in the operating room, but no matter how many times her body tried to quit, Jack wouldn’t let her give up.

He noted the fresh bandage around her head. He closed his eyes and shuddered at the memory of her cracked skull the morning she had been rushed into the hospital. Someone had wanted her dead, and yet she was alive and still fighting a good fight.

“You were in a medically-induced coma for three weeks,” he said as he retrieved a penlight out of his coat pocket. He shone the light into her eyes, one at a time. Her irises were a hauntingly beautiful light green. The pupils sluggishly dilated from the light. Frowning, he said, “Now you are off the meds, and we need you to wake up so we can find out who you are and who tried to hurt you.”

Jack found himself tremendously curious to find out who she was, and he wasn’t the only one. The police detectives investigating the case wanted information, and they kept in regular contact with the hospital. They wanted to talk to Jane Doe and get a lead on who had left her for dead.

“Your face has been all over the news.” Even with the bandages and bruises, Jane Doe was beautiful. She was young and thin with long brown hair, porcelain skin and full lips. He had no doubt someone would recognize her even from the composite sketches. “I don’t know why anyone hasn’t come for you yet,” he said quietly. He reached out and squeezed her hand gently, something he always did before leaving her room for the night. “I know you are a fighter, Jane, so fight.”

There was no response from Jane Doe, as there never was. Sighing, he stepped away and moved his head around in a circle. His neck cracked several times from the manipulation. He groaned, hating the sound. “Well, I’m heading home. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Jack left the room and returned the chart at the nurses’ desk, smiling at the blonde as she took the folder back. “Goodnight, Dr. Walker,” she said.

“Goodnight,” he said as he walked down the hall.

He stood in front of the double elevators and pushed the down button. A few seconds later, he heard a ping, and the doors on the right opened up. As he rode the elevator down, his thoughts strayed to Jane Doe. Eventually someone would come for her. Perhaps her mother or father — or perhaps a boyfriend or husband. He scowled. The thought of her being married upset him even though he knew deep down he shouldn’t feel like that. Jane was his patient and would never be anything more than that. Even though he would be extremely disappointed if she were married, he would also be glad to see her happy and provided for.

Jack shook his head, clearing his thoughts as the elevator doors opened on the lobby level. He exited the hospital and walked to his car, which was near the back of the parking lot.

The drive home was short. He had chosen a house in the center of town because of its location being so close to the hospital. He lived for his work, and sometimes he begrudgingly thought he would be married to it for the rest of his life.

The house was empty as he entered. He often thought of getting a dog that would greet him when he came home, but the thought of the responsibility scared him. In reality, he worked too many hours to take care of a houseplant let alone an animal, and he had at least two dead plants in the house to prove that theory.

Jack threw his coat on the back of a chair in the kitchen and walked into the living room. Plopping down on the couch, he flicked on the TV with the remote. The ten o’clock news appeared on the screen.

After a few random stories of crimes, the newswoman began a story about authorities searching for the person or persons wanted for the attempted murder of the woman in the woods. “Jane Doe,” he whispered. She was commonly referred to as the woman in the woods.

A composite sketch appeared in the top right corner of the screen. Her haunting green eyes stared back at him. The composite artist had gotten the color exactly right. Jack leaned up, putting his elbows on his knees and resting his chin against his hands. He found himself glued to the TV. “There has to be somebody out there that loves you, Jane,” he whispered. “And I hope they find you.”

 

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Sebastian Alexander sat on the bed in the hotel room. The big screen television provided some background noise as he stared down at the map sprawled out in front of him. He took a red marker and began to X out the towns he had already searched the week prior. There seemed to be hundreds of Xs on the map.

For weeks he had been searching for her. He had stayed in countless hotel rooms, spanning out twenty miles at a time trying to find some sliver of evidence that she was alive. She had disappeared out of the blue from his life a month ago, and he couldn’t believe he hadn’t found her yet. Someone had taken her from him. That is what his intuition told him, and his intuition was never wrong. There wasn’t a second of the day that went by when he didn’t think of her, when he didn’t look for her. Moreover, he vowed he would never stop looking for her even if it took an eternity. Time was something he had a lot of, but she didn’t. The clock was ticking, and he didn’t know when the clock would stop running.

He stared at one large black circle that intersected multiple other black circles. His finger lingered over the town he was presently in — Bedford Valley. It had been a century or more since he had passed through the town. Coincidentally, he was staying in the same hotel as he had on his visit those many years ago. Something had drawn him there once again, and he always trusted his instincts.

Sebastian stood and walked out of the French doors onto the balcony. A cold wind swept around him as he stared out over the resort grounds. “Where are you?” he asked the night air, his voice pleading for an answer.

“Authorities are searching for the person or persons wanted for the attempted murder of the woman in the woods.”

Sebastian quickly walked back into the room, his eyes resting upon the TV as the newswoman spoke. A drawing of a woman’s face appeared on the screen. He knew it was her instantly. His fingertips skimmed over her face on the television. Her green eyes stared back at him. “You’re here,” he breathed. His entire body trembled. He had finally found her.

CHAPTER 3

 

THE HOSPITAL FLOOR was quiet at ten p.m. The incessant hissing of breathing machines and beeping of monitors filled the air as he made his way through the halls. The smell of her blood was leading him right to her.

The nurses’ station on the right was occupied by one nurse, an older woman with salt and pepper hair. She looked up as he approached. “Sir, visiting hours were over at eight o’clock.”

Sebastian sighed. He only liked to compel humans when absolutely necessary, but he knew she would alert security if he ignored her. Calmly, he leaned over the desk and stared into her brown eyes. “I need the chart on the woman everyone is calling Jane Doe.”

The nurse nodded slowly as her pupils dilated rapidly. She reached into a file cabinet and produced a folder.

Sebastian flipped through the folder, and his eyes scanned the pages of her chart. “Multiple surgeries. Coma,” he whispered, his throat tightening around the lump that was forming. He looked down at the nurse. “She hasn’t been awake since she arrived?”

The woman shook her head.

He returned the folder to her. “You are going to go back to your work and not even remember seeing me or talking to me,” he commanded. “Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she said as she sat down and continued with her task.

Sebastian walked from the desk and to the end of the hall. At the doorway, the smell of her blood overwhelmed him. The taste of it still lingered in his mind. He closed his eyes and attempted to suppress his hunger. However, his hunger was quickly extinguished as he entered the room and his emotions took over at the sight of her — battered and bruised, covered in bandages. She slept soundly, unmoving, breathing evenly. Sleeping Beauty came to his mind.

A gasp escaped his lips as he stood over her. “What happened to you?” he asked aloud. He had expected to find her hurt, but not in this condition. He would have never dreamt of her being in so much pain. A single tear escaped his eye and cascaded down his cheek. Carefully, he grasped her hand and raised it to touch his lips. He tenderly kissed her fingertips. “I thought I had lost you forever,” he whispered, anguished.

Someone had taken her away from him and had tried to kill her. And if he ever found the person who hurt her, his or her fate would be a lot worse than lying in a hospital bed. Sebastian closed his eyes and took deep breaths to prevent his anger from overflowing out of every pore in his body. “I will find and kill whoever did this to you,” he promised, looking down at her.

He stood unmoving for a few minutes listening to her lungs expanding and contracting as she breathed, the blood moving through her veins and her heart beating. She was alive, and that was all that mattered at that moment. He would take care of everything else later.

Realizing she may never regain consciousness again without his help, he bit into his index finger with a sharp fang and placed the wound over her parted lips. “Just a few drops,” he whispered. “It will heal you, but not too quickly so that it will look suspicious.” He watched as a few drops of his precious blood dropped underneath her tongue.

Then Sebastian withdrew his finger and watched the bite mark heal instantaneously. He leaned over the bed and kissed her sweet lips. “I will come for you when I know it’s safe.” He stood back, not wanting to leave, but knowing that staying could bring her even more harm. “I love you. Now and forever,” he said before turning from her and leaving the room.

 

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After finishing his rounds for the night, Jack went to the nurses’ station. “Anything new with Jane Doe?” he asked, expectantly.

The nurse frowned. “No, I’m afraid not, Dr. Walker.” She gave him Jane’s chart.

His face matched her expression as he flipped through the folder. “Figured as much,” he muttered, disappointment lacing his voice. He caught a glimpse of a man walking past him. The man was tall with jet-black hair that fell into his intense blue eyes that glanced at Jack for a brief second as he passed by. He was dressed all in black and clearly not a hospital employee. “Who is that?” he asked the nurse.

The nurse glanced up at the man. “I have no idea. Visiting hours were over at eight.”

“You didn’t see him come in?”

Her brow creased, and she said, “No.”

Jack watched the man standing in front of the elevators. As the door opened, the stranger glanced back at them. An eerie feeling came over Jack. He had a gut feeling that the man had something to do with Jane Doe.

Swiftly, he ran down the hall to her room. As he reached the doorway, a feeling of relief swept over him as he saw she was safe. He glanced around the room seeing if anything was moved, but everything looked the same as it had the night before. Perhaps the man had been lost or visiting a different patient.

His day had been long and strenuous, and so he planned to cut his visit with Jane shorter than usual. He was anxious to get home and climb into bed. He had an early morning once again, and his body was demanding sleep.

Jack opened the folder and glanced over her chart. No changes once again. He sighed and walked to her bedside. Gently, he grasped her hand and squeezed it. “You need to wake up, so we can find your family,” he whispered.

Just as he started to pull his hand away, he felt her fingers move. He blinked and stared down at her. Could it have been his imagination? He was exhausted, and his mind had been known to play tricks on him after a long day.

He waited for another reaction with bated breath. Nothing happened. Then he said, “Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.”

Her fingers twitched. Then they moved, attempting to squeeze his hand. He gasped. That was the first reaction he had gotten out of her in a month. He knew deep down in his heart that she was trying to wake up.

Quickly, he set the chart down and grabbed the penlight out of his pocket. He raised her right eyelid and shone the light into her eye. The pupil dilated normally.

Jack pushed the call nurse button on the bedrail. Within a few seconds, the nurse’s voice came over the speaker. “Can I help you?”

“This is Dr. Walker. Our Jane Doe is coming back to us,” he said with a big smile on his face.

 


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