***Heavenly Rogues (Roseville Vampires, #3) Available Now!*** Radley was wild, dangerous, and exciting. During summer vacation, we fell insanely in love. I thought I was never going to see Radley again, but then my dad got a job transfer and we ended up at the same high school.
He was completely different. He was in a motorcycle gang. His skin was pale. And he had scratch marks on his arm and face. What the hell was wrong with him?
He didn't want anything to do with me. And I was through with him.
But he looked so sad.
I just had to figure out how to help him. He looked like he was going to die. And to top it off, I thought I was going to die without him.
And that's when things got really strange... Excerpt: But his emerald eyes fixated on
Violet like fire burning through her. Her mind lit, she steadied herself against
Joaquin's arm while he helped her with her backpack. "Thanks," she mumbled as she
hurried out of the classroom, not sure what to make of what had just
Radley chased after her moving
away from the crowd of girls. "Violet," he said in his to die for voice as he
put his cold hand on her thin shoulder.
She stopped and turned around to
face him. "What?" Her eyes widened. She shrugged lifting up her hands. Her
cheeks felt much too hot.
"I'm sorry about the other
night." His tone was serious. But then his eyes averted to her chest.
"What?" she asked, the inflection
of her voice sounding annoyed. Why was he looking at her like that?
"You're necklace," He seemed
panicked as he stepped back.
"My dad took it away." Her eyes
narrowed. "How do you even know about it? And what is it to you?"
"He did what?" His voice lifted
to a high pitch, some sort of shriek.
Violet looked at him holding his
fist against his head. He didn't seem well as he steadied his body against one
of the lockers in the hall with the other hand. His face had paled even more.
"God, Radley--are you okay?" She couldn't help but sound concerned. Her stomach
was in knots all over again.
"You have got to get that back,
Violet." His eyes were so intense, glistening in his tears. He started to rush
away, toward the school parking lot. "Please, do that for me," he called over
She chased after him. "You're not
talking right," she said just above a whisper as she caught up to him. The
blood flowed from her heart into her hand and the sensation was so strong that
it actually ached. God, she loved him. She just couldn't help it.
Walking briskly side by side,
they entered the parking lot that was shaded by a big tarp overhang. His
motorcycle was parked toward the entrance.
He stopped. "Ouch." Radley
hunched over slightly as he grabbed his heart leaning with the other hand
against a parked car.
"God, Radley--what's wrong with
you?" She put her hand on his back and her forehead against his shoulder.
"Please tell me," she begged, her voice just above a whisper. His body was so
"Nothing," he said suddenly,
She stumbled back. Something was
terribly wrong with him. Why wouldn't he open up to her?
"I want to see you tonight," he
breathed, his voice almost in a snarl. His jaw clenched as he backed away from
her. And his eyes were so wide almost like he had just seen a ghost. "I can't
stay away from you any longer. Oh, help me." He dug his fingernails into his
"I don't understand your
urgency." Her eyebrows knitted together as she held her heart that was pounding
so fast that it ached. She felt exactly the same way. Was that why he grabbed
onto his chest or was there something else wrong? It was like she would die
being away from him for one more night.
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Published March 14, 2013
by Dreamspot Publishing, Inc.
Romance, Young Adult, Literature & Fiction, Horror, Science Fiction & Fantasy.