Anne Brontë Nightwalker

Anne Brontë Nightwalker

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In 1849, Anne Brontë died a devout and innocent virgin. Three days later, she rose from the dead. Now from the jagged wilderness of the Blue Ridge Mountains, to a glittering lair deep beneath the Biltmore Estate, a lonely Nightwalker fights her eternal hunger as she strives for salvation amidst temptation and blood. Gea Haff weaves Brontë biography through this modern gothic tale in Book One of the Brontë Blood Chronicles. For mysterious reasons, Asheville Paramedic Anne Bell never lays down ties and only works the night shift. Deputy Santos knows she's not normal. The new ER doc watches her like a wolf. And the handsome Professor Hardcastle, a Brontë scholar, is on the verge of discovering her true identity. Then just as love blooms in Anne's bloody world, her long-lost sister Emily suddenly arrives, resurrecting memories and bringing her own feral brand of violence to this snow-draped mountain town. Anne's going to need all the help she can get. A vicious Alpha predator circles nearby, feasting on the innocent, and he won't stop until securing his greatest prize: Anne Brontë, Nightwalker.
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KNOWN PREVIOUSLY AS HE RAPED ME...BECAUSE OF MATE PREVIEW: It's all but silent when it's over. I'm left alone in the woods. I don't have the strength to get up. So I curl into a ball, hugging my knees to my chest, sobbing, and yowling as I've never done before. Red hot blood seeps from between my thighs unto the leaves beneath me, taking my virtue along with it. A fowl reminder of the atrocious act just done to my once untouched body. In the very far distance, I hear a wolf howl into the night, the sound is haunting, sounding in as much agony as I am in. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* Rape, Blood, Secrets, a Cult, Rituals, Sacrifice, Betrayal, Death, and a Tragic Love Triangle is the recipe for a new species yet to be discovered. Will one girl be able to handle all thrown her way? Or will she let the darkness consume her into the monster she is foretold to become? *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* WARNING: This book is Rated R for a reason, there are explicit sexual scenes, mature themes, and provocative language. There are also some difficult subjects I tackle in my book, so if you are not comfortable with these sorts of topics, I suggest you go no further than here. For all my past readers, welcome back!! To the new and improved version! Boy, do I have a rollercoaster of a journey for you to tag along on. Some names have been changed and the plot thickened, so get ready.

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