Title: Chasing
Midnight
Series: Dark
of Night, Book 2
Author: Ranae
Glass
Published: April
21st, 2015
Publisher:
Crimson Tree Publishing
Genre: NA
Paranormal Romance
Content Warning: Violence and adult language
Recommended Age:
18+
With the help of her partner, Shane, and her
crazy family, Isabel struggles to get to the truth, unmask a killer, and deal
with her growing feelings for not one, but two, of the sexy, undead men vying
for her heart. Just when things are finally falling into place, a huge
revelation takes her out of the frying pan… and straight into the fire.
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I
ducked behind the brick wall just before a beer bottle whizzed past my head,
exploding into shards of brown glass behind me.
“You have got to be kidding me,” I
yelled, and peeked over the wall. He was running. I caught sight of him just as
he rounded the far corner of the alley. “Get back here, Gallas!”
I didn’t think he would actually take
me seriously enough to listen, so I was stunned at his decision to take off
rather than stand his ground and fight. I was maybe 130 lbs. soaking wet, and a
head shorter than him to boot. Maybe my reputation was finally preceding me. I
smirked at the idea as I bolted over the top of my cover, chasing after him.
At the end of the alley there was a
tall barbed wire topped fence. The sound of my boot heels hitting the pavement
echoed down the dark street. He must have looked up and saw the fence because
he turned, bursting through the back door of the antique shop at the end of the
alley. I cussed and backtracked. Thank God I was familiar enough with these
back streets to know where most of the entrances would exit. Running to the
front I arrived at the glass picture window just as Dave Gallas, parole
violator and accused hit and run driver, threw himself into the window from the
inside, breaking through in a shower of clear glass. I shrieked and collapsed
downward, instinctively covering my head with my arms. He leapt over me and
kept running.
Aside from a few small scratches, I
didn't feel any severe pain from more wounds. I wasn't planning for Gallas to be so lucky.
Out of breath and patience I stood, watching him run into the night. Not human,
I realized. Besides the idiocy of crashing through a plate glass window and
taking off without hesitation or harm—which any meth head could manage—his gait
gave him away. It looked almost fluid, as if at any moment he’d lean forward
and run like an animal on all four limbs.
With a sigh that contained more than a
little satisfaction, I drew the small silver whistle from under my red t-shirt,
stuffed it between my lips and blew. Instantly Gallas clutched his hands to his
ears and pitched to the side, falling into the middle of the street. I kept
blowing as I jogged up to him.
Just as I reached him, I heard some
commotion and turned my head to see that we were less than a block from
Xavier’s seedy club, the Painted Lady. The bouncer at the door was mimicking
Gallas’ stop, drop, and roll impression. Two men who were probably vampires
rushed out of the club. Of course. It might not affect them the same way, but
with their superior hearing, they could at least hear the dog whistle. I
stopped blowing as they helped the burly Were to his feet. He pointed to where
I stood over Gallas. Shit. I was about to have company. With fangs.
Ranae
Glass writes New Adult Paranormal Romance. A Southern girl at heart, Ranae
loves feeding people, gardening, and sweet tea. She hails from Oklahoma and
lives with her family out West where she spins tales of vampires, werewolves,
and other things that go bump in the night. You won’t find any ‘vegetarian’
monsters here, her books are best served bloody and are not for the faint of
heart. Ranae is the author of the Dark of Night novels from Crimson Tree
Publishing.
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