A big welcome to Laura Daleo as part of her blog tour with RABT Book Tours for Immortal Kiss.
Publisher: Story Bound Publishing
Centuries ago ten powerful vampire gods first walked the earth; their blood thirst knew no boundaries. The destruction of mankind was inevitable. Recognizing their weakness, they selected twelve wise human beings to transform with their godly blood. These twelve, known as The Old Ones and The Council, govern The Ten. A blood lottery appeasing The Ten’s hunger was set forth into the human world and passed down every fifth generation, continuing into the present day.
All of Beth Ryan’s life a mysterious mist has watched over her; a mist she believed to be a vampire. On a cold winter night, Philippe Delon, a 700-year-old vampire walks into Beth’s life. She is drawn to him, certain he is the vampire behind the mist…but is he?
Beth and Philippe cannot deny their love for each other, nor do they try to fight it. Within days of their encounter, Beth accepts Philippe’s invitation to move into his mansion. The mansion unlocks the door to the vampire world and exposes secrets from Beth’s past. Within its walls, she learns the true identity of the mist, her link to the blood lottery, and betrayal of her loved ones. Surrounded by lies, Beth stands before The Council begging for resolution.
Just after midnight, Danny’s beat-up Mustang convertible pulled into my driveway. With a turn of the key, he silenced the soft rumble of the engine before leaning over to kiss my cheek. “Happy birthday, Beth.”
A gust of humid summer air tousled my hair. As I tucked the strands behind my ears, I gave his shoulder a nudge. “That’s number seven. You can stop now.”
He grinned, calling forth a set of adorable dimples. “Seventeen is going to be epic. Feel any different?”
Danny was such a dweeb. “You’re acting like I won the lottery.”
He pursed his lips and gave a slow nod. “Now that would be truly epic.”
“Yeah,” I responded, my gaze drifting toward my open bedroom window. The moon hung low in the sky, peeking through the trees surrounding my house, but complete darkness lurked behind the curtains. I squinted. I could’ve sworn I’d left the light on.
“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” Danny mumbled, but his words emerged loud enough for my ears to catch their meaning.
His use of the word “it” scratched at my bones like nails on a chalkboard. I twisted in my seat to face him. “Don’t call him that.”
Tensing his jaw, Danny fixed his gaze on me. “What should I call it? It’s mist, Beth. It’s not human.” He breathed a little easier, the rosy red returning to his cheeks. “I get it. It’s been around for most of your life, but so have I, and you can see me, touch me, and talk to me.”
I bit my tongue and swallowed my smartass remark. Danny was right, yet I didn’t care. The mist’s voiceless gestures had conquered my heart. Closing my eyes, I sat quietly, listening to the crickets sing like drunken fools. When we’d been kids, the mist had drawn Danny in, like an addict. He’d dubbed the shapeless mass Commander Vapor—his superhero. Every night of our childhood, Danny had camped out in front of my bedroom window, his eyes bulging from their sockets as he waited for the mist to appear.
“It can’t give you what I can,” Danny pressed, breaking through the memories.
You’re wrong, Danny. Opening my eyes, I turned toward him. I didn’t say a word, just stared at him in silence.
He squirmed and looked away, like a dog being reprimanded by his master.
I slouched down in my seat as I said, “The mist is part of me. I can’t let go. I…I don’t know how to.”
Danny inched closer, narrowing the gap between us. “I’m not asking you to let go.” He touched my hand. “Just give me a chance.” The corners of his lips pulled upward to form a toothy grin. “You and I have things in common.”
I blinked and cocked my head. “Like what? I collect shoes, you collect creepy bugs. I read poetry, you read comic books. I paint, you play paintball.”
Shrugging his shoulders, he fired back, “We’re both seventeen, next door neighbors, and go to Emery High.”
I smirked. None of those things were shared interests. “Nice try.”
He lifted his chin and snapped his fingers. “Got it! We’re near doppelgangers. My eyes are greenish-blue, and your shade mimics the sea. I’m covered in freckles, while you have just a few sprinkled across your nose. I’m a carrottop to your apple-red.”
Publisher: Story Bound Publishing
Five years crawled by at a painfully slow pace for young vampire, Beth; each year more agonizing than the next. The powerful unyielding spell which masked Amon’s whereabouts showed no signs of weakening. Influenced by the binding ritual and Amon’s blood surging inside her, Beth will stop at nothing, and risk everything, to find him and turn the tables on Osiris, Isis, and Hathor. In foggy streets of London, lives are threatened by a new breed of hunter, and nothing is what it seemed. Beth once again finds herself surrounded by betrayal. In the midst of it all, she is forced to choose between Philippe and Amon – knowing that her decision will change one life forever. But whose?
Publisher: Story Bound Publishing
Brandon Cass is not your average teenager. He has a taste for blood—human blood. For sixteen years, he stumbled through life without a hitch until the enigmatic aroma of blood awakened something dark within him. Visions of a beautiful young woman with chocolate brown hair and ocean blue eyes haunt his mind, yet her identity is a puzzling mystery.
His hunger for blood strengthens, and the cravings become too powerful to control. No one is safe, not even his family. To safeguard all he once found dear, Brandon sets out on a quest for answers. In an unfamiliar city, he comes face-to-face with the beautiful young woman, confronts the dark force which controls him, and learns what he must endure to reclaim his soul.
About the Author
Laura Daleo was born and raised in San Diego, California where she majored in Fine Arts at Mesa College. She is best known for her love of animals and shares her home with three humorous Basset Hounds, Stuart, Morgan, and Dexter, her toughest critics. Laura has held positions in several industries, Restaurant, Telecom, Biotech, Research, and Retail. Throughout Laura’s professional career, she furthered her writing skills by taking courses and by joining writer’s critique groups and Writers Digest. She is now the owner of Story Bound Publishing, a fresh voice in the supernatural realm of ebooks and traditional print, committed to publishing unearthly tales of Aliens, Angels, Demons, Fairies, Ghosts, Shifters, Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, Zombies and all other creatures that go bump in the night.