Willow Faron was a girl with big dreams. She dreams of helping people and making sure they would come home to their parents after helping them at her clinic in Portland, Oregon. But the day after she opened her clinic/home, she found it robbed, and her robber was a vampire. 

Caught between two worlds and forced to serve the vampire as their only human doctor under a Blood Oath, Willow’s dreams have turned away with the setting sun. Only the vampire in question draws her further and further into the Underground, a fantastical world where myths and fairy tales come to life.

And what’s more, Willow doesn’t want to say no.

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Heaven help her. 

Willow didn’t know what came over her. She didn’t know why she did why she pressed her palm against Lilith, and ‘kissed’ her.

Was it the night's events making her frisky? Or was it simple desire?

Willow didn’t know, and she didn’t care. 

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Venipuncture is written by Damon Day, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.



Venipuncture

The stake flew true and through. It travelled through the air, guided and powered by Willow’s arm. Moorehouse had a gun, but he wasn’t a fighter. A cunning a**hole, but not a fighter by any means. As such, he was unprepared when the stake sailed right at him. But instead of going through his heart like Willow had hoped, it only nicked his shoulder.


But thankfully, it was the shoulder that was connected to his gun hand, and as such, he stumbled back, and fired wildly once, the bullet flying far away from Willow.


Two, Willow counted. He fired twice so far, and this was her chance to take some cover. Willow threw herself behind one of the many crates in the warehouse and hoped that they would be strong enough to serve as protection against bullets.


“You little!” Moorehouse cried, and the clicking of a gun’s hammer reached Willow’s ears. “You’re either still enthralled, or you’re just stupid!”


A bit of column A, column B, if she was being honest. 


Chapter 25: And for Hope