Title: Adina Falling (Threads of Fate, #1)
Author: Melissa Brodsky
Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance
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This novella is intended for Mature audiences only. There are scenes not suitable for
readers under the age of 18.
Thread One, Adina Falling, is the first novella in the Threads of Fate Series.
Best-selling erotica author, Adina LaCroix lives a fairly charmed, normal life. Born
a Vampire , Adina is forever 21. She is successful, beautiful and wealthy, the envy
of women and the object of desire for men. Her days are occupied with more human
pursuits such as writing and avoiding unwanted phone calls from her publisher and her
mother. With nightfall, however, her Vampire nature takes over and her hunt for blood
and sex consume her.
Wanting to keep her conscience clean, she refuses to kill her prey, usually men with
dark secrets. Instead, she uses the gift of mind control to implant permanent fears into
her victim’s minds, ones so horrific that they will live in fear of death if they continue
their evil ways. It was her way of doing the world a favor.
After her divorce from Michael Diamante, one of the most power-hungry and evil
vampires in the world, Adina has remained single. Threats of permanent death from
Michael have made her hesitant to find a mate. However, rumors have begun circulating
around plans the Elders, the governing body of Vampires, have in store for her.
Plagued by a recurring nightmare, Adina begins a quest for answers. The only problem,
instead of finding what she has been looking for; Adina is faced with more questions.
Questions in the form of two men, Caleb Locke and Xander Stark.
One man holds promises of undying love and passion while the other holds the key to
unlocking her secrets, and maybe even her heart.
Downtown Birmingham was the happening place tonight. Full of sex, desperation and
alcohol. Not a good combination for mortals but a succulent feast for vampires. I could
sense that I was the only vampire in the city, at the moment. Most of my friends were
hanging out in Detroit. They didn’t want to venture into the “burbs” this evening. No
reason to really. So, I was soloing it this evening.
I only preyed on men while many of my kind were indiscriminate. I went after cheaters
and criminals, it was the least I could do to aid society. Savory characters, in more
ways than one. Men with hidden agendas and dirty secrets. Like the one I was stalking
tonight. These were the ideal quarry.
Walking a little further, I felt him. Stronger. His thoughts. His essence. I knew I was
getting closer to him. I shuddered again, anticipation rolling down my spine. I probed
his mind and for a moment, I actually felt sorry for his wife. He was a prick, without
a doubt. His character didn’t matter to me, I wouldn’t be with him for the long haul. I
was simply going to use him to meet my needs, however temporarily long that would
Without realizing it, I had stopped in my tracks. I had arrived. Looking up at the awning,
I realized I was finally at my destination. Effortlessly pulling open the heavy door, I
walked down the stairs propelled by the heavy masculine pheromones beckoning me.
Taunting me. Teasing me by mixing itself with flowers and spices. I felt a tugging in
my sex, a desire I couldn’t wait to drown in.
Melissa used to tell everyone she was going to be a writer when she grew up. Well, she
is suddenly a grown up and it looks like she was telling the truth.
Living in a modern-day "Yours, Mine and Ours" household, Melissa is the biological
mother of 3 children and the full-time stepmother to her husbands 2 children. On some
days, she may even be considered "evil"...and not just as the stepmother!
With a strange vampire fascination since she was young, it was only natural that Melissa
began writing stories about the Paranormal.
When she isn't writing, Melissa hangs out on Facebook way too much. And on occasion,
she's been known to throw out some semi-nonsensical tweets over at @rockdrool.
Amazon Author Page http://www.amazon.com/Melissa-Brodsky/e/B00DV7T5CS/
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