Jacqueline Reed

Leader of the gang called the Masquerade, Isaiah is a vicious, old, and controlling vampire. He governs the underground and has such far reaching power that no one leaves the city without his permission.

A former gang member, Remmis, has been a thorn in his side ever since they violently ran away from the gang, leaving Isaiah scarred and infuriated. The strong-willed serval shifter, Rem, has been impossible to catch until Isaiah enlists one of his newest Masquerade members, Serine.

The lovely, shy Serine is a psion with the ability to speak directly into the minds of others roaming the streets of Chicago. Rem’s mind catches her attention, and given no choice, she assists in their capture.

Rem and Serine slowly grow feelings for each other with Serine coming to terms that she wants out of the gang for good, but leaving the Masquerade—and the possessive Isaiah—is easier said than done.

Fleeing The Night is created by Jacqueline Reed, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Fleeing The Night

Rem blinked as their eyes adjusted to the light and looked around. Several faces peered at them from the shadows. A taller, male figure stepped forward and greeted Grandfather. He had a fairly thin and lanky build, a shaved head, rich black skin and matching eyes. He was no doubt considered handsome by those who enjoyed men.


"Brought another stray, did you?" he joked, smiling at Rem.


"A dead one at that," Grandfather replied. "Rem, this is Ezra."


Ezra's eyebrow went up. "Rem as in the Masquerade's Remmis?"


"And already sick of hearing that," Rem replied.


"Fair enough," Ezra nodded. "Well, ah, Jin, why don't you get our guest settled for the moment?"


A young girl, no more than fifteen or so, stepped out of the shadows. She had short black hair and elegant, Asian features. Jagged scars crisscrossed her face and neck and she glared at Rem for daring to look at them.


Rem lifted their eyes to hers, nodding with respect. Relaxing a little, Jin waved Rem over.


Chapter 32: Shifters