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

Her heartbeat thundered in her ears as Lilith marched with leaded legs towards her home. No, not her home. Her home was somewhere she could lay her head without worry, where she didn’t unlive with an uncle who killed their fellow Myths. Where she was able to finally breathe, and think, on her own.


And now, this was going to be a battlefield.


Lilith threw open the door and yelled out: “Morgan! Morgan, get down here, right now!”


The shuffling of feet caught her attention, and she turned to find not a tall, headless man, but instead, a softer, handsome one. Roland.


“Rol?” Lilith blinked. “Where’s Morgan?! I need to speak with him!”


Roland frowned and strode towards her. Softly, he raised a hand to her head, and gently rubbed the top of her head. “Little sis,” he started. “What is the matter?”


“It’s Morgan,” she rushed out. “I think…I think he killed someone.”


Chapter 38: Of Pain, Peril, and Paper.