And the blood runs through it E-Book

Joseph P Hradisky Jr

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

A thought on classic vampire story in a more modern setting. It is also trying to resolve some myths about vampires and whether all are a threat to the human race. More on the idea of: no matter what category you place something there will always be the good, the bad, and the neutral. The book cover is a picture of Salmon Creek, Railroad trestle, taken from the car bridge. I hope you enjoy my book, and thank you so very much just to read this.

Leseprobe

Joseph P Hradisky Jr

And the blood runs through it

A Denny Heart / Veins of Life Saga - Part One

I dedicate this book to the love of my life – she fills my days with lots of hugs and kisses.BookRix GmbH & Co. KG80331 Munich

And the blood runs through it

A Denny Heart / Veins of life Saga

Part 1

By Joseph P Hradisky Jr

Dedicatin

I dedicate this book to the love of my life – she fills my days with lots of hugs and kisses.

This is a work of fiction. The names do not resemble any persons living or dead.

The places are real.

ONE

Sweat poured down his face. Into his eyes, his mouth, dripping off the end of his nose. His eyes were wide with fear as they searched the area around him. To his left was the train trestle, to the right was the car bridge, both over Salmon Creek in Myers, New York. Even though it was the middle of the day he seemed to keep constantly watching the sky. As if something was going to attack him from there. He started toward the train bridge when he came to a sudden stop. Quickly he turned around to head for the car bridge and came to a stop before he took a second step. Then the only movement from him was his body shaking uncontrollably.

The man tried to scream but absolutely nothing came out when he opened his mouth. Then the man was surrounded by 4 other people. Two men and two women. Nor was it lost to sight that the man knew who they were. Nor could one not see this was the source of his terror. Twirling around he tried to find some way to get away from the four again. The first man he looked at was tall, lanky, with long black hair and eyes that were even blacker. The woman, next to him, was shorter. She had a stockier build. Very large breasts and eyes that seemed to glow like liquid gold. The most distinctive feature on her was the bright purple of her thick lips. Matched by the long, bright purple, earrings.

Next to her was another man. This one was dressed to the nines. Immaculate. Nothing was out of place. Not a single strand of hair. But there could not be seen any kind of holding gel or anything else to do this. It was as if he had complete control of every part of his body. The really weird part was his eyes seemed to match his suit perfectly in color. As well in texture. He was not smiling like the other three were. Next to him was the other woman. She was very thin. Almost too thin for her six foot frame. She had small breasts. And no one needed to ask if they were because she wore a top which covered everything but them. These stood out in the circles specially made to let them be displayed the best way possible. Her long white hair draped her shoulders like a living shawl. She had the biggest smile on her face in between her tongue constantly flicking over her lips.

The cornered man looked at each one carefully. He had gotten away from them more than once, so he knew there was a good chance, if he chose right, to get away from them again. This was running through his mind when the black haired man darted in quickly, ripped the man’s throat out, and was standing eating the chunk of flesh while blood poured out of the giant wound. Spurt, after spurt, covered the woman with the long white hair. Turning her breasts red. Though this wasn’t that way for long as the other woman moved closer to lick the hot, sticky, liquid off them. She spent a lot of time sucking on the nipples to make sure she got it all. While the two women played the dying man fell to the ground. The blood flowing out now mixing with the dirt of the hard packed earth of the trail running from the car bridge to the train bridge.

“WHAT…ARE…YOU…DOING…????” An angry voice filled the quiet which had settled over the macabre sight of the dying man. “You are so certain of where your next meal will come from that you throw away good food like that. And what makes it even worse is this food was my property.”

Out of the sky a tall man, with a distinctive grey hair, solid chin, and was oddly dressed in only a t-shirt and shorts. Though the clothing was odd it did not take away from the aura of authority flowing from the man. Not only this but there seemed to be the feeling this one was strong by untold years of life. Ancient some might say. But not old.

As soon as he landed he moved with a blur of speed to knock the dark haired man to the ground. This one got back up but was knocked back down again. Such that when he tried to rise again the new comer hit him so hard there was no getting up again. Then the older man turned to the other three. He took them in for a moment before addressing the white haired woman. “I expected such childishness from this one. (he emphasized the point by kicking the down man very hard – hard enough to send the body flying several feet before coming to a stop again.) I would not have thought you would be involved in something like this.”

“Aaron…” was all she got out before the back of Aaron’s hand, across her face, stopped her from saying anything more.

Aaron paced slowly around her. “You will only SPEAK when I tell you you can. Not until. How dare you even speak my name without permission? I still cannot believe you would disobey, and dishonor, me in such a way as this. All of you will pay for this in ways you cannot even think of.”

Aaron continued to pace around the woman. Finally he stood in front of her. “Annabelle…this is the only time you will earn a reprieve for disobeying me. You have been faithful, and strong, for me no matter what. Now take your mate, William, and get ready to leave. Understand?”

Annabelle started to say something but thought better of it. Aaron smiled at her silence. “You will know when you will know.”