Marva Dale is the pen name for author Debra McReynolds.  Retired from the public relations field, Debra now spends her free time indulging in her passion for writing.  "I used to fill my school notebooks with stories," Debra relates, "and then add artwork to go along with them.  My second grade teacher, Mrs. Daley, predicted that I would be a writer one day."
A fan of the mystery genre, she enjoys crafting tales with a twist of suspense, a touch of romance, and a bit of humor. 
Debra and her husband, Dale, make their home in El Paso, Texas, with their dog, cats and rabbits.

Dr. Suzan Dwyer specializes in blood disorder research and maintains her own laboratory in the Washington, D.C. area. But she’s not prepared to deal with a new patient named Charles Lambert who says he’s aging by the minute and needs Suzan to help him discover a way to reverse the process through her blood research. Suzan hesitates to believe the story Charles tells her. Yet when he suddenly disappears, Suzan tracks him down and meets his wife, Ellen Lambert, a beautiful, alluring, and enigmatic woman who harbors a deep, disturbing secret. Suzan is drawn into Ellen’s world of mysticism, fantasy, lust and desire, and believes Ellen when she says that Charles has suddenly died overseas. Succumbing to Ellen’s charms, Suzan decides to give up her old life, one that she has shared with her partner, Dr. Davis Breen, for five years. As she embarks on a tempestuous affair with Ellen and listens to her incredible history, Suzan is drawn deeper into the woman’s strange but exciting world, one that might possibly include murder. Soon Suzan must decide if she wants what Ellen wishes to give her—life everlasting… Even when such a life comes at a terrible cost. 


Blood of the Gods

Think of the blood as a fine wine, Ellen had told her.Suzan hoped she could comply, drink blood in the same way she would drink the fine Shiraz her lover now offered.Take a little at a time and build up to the taste...


But in the ensuing days, Suzan found she had no thirst, no desire, no need, no craving.Ellen even offered her small aperitif glasses of blood to help her ease into the need, reserved blood that she had collected from Destry Lundegard.Suzan forced herself to drink the contents in order to please her lover, if not to prove to herself that she could do it, acquire a taste for it.She even thought of the deep red liquid as a Bloody Mary, cold and delicious.But no matter how hard she tried to convince herself, she became ill afterward, gagging, choking and vomiting...her physical anguish soon affecting her mental and emotional well-being.


"It's no use," she told Ellen after her fifth attempt."I must not have gone through with the transformation completely."


Chapter 74