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Friday, September 13, 2013




Who’s killing the vampires of Albidon-7?

In 2392, the Vampire Census and Treatment Bill not only acknowledges that vampires exist but enables anyone under “hemoglobin addiction” to be registered and supplied with the substance of his addiction without reprimand or retribution.  Then the Bethel Bloodbath occurs in 2495, and vampires are considered too dangerous to roam free. They’re contained in concentration camps on various worlds.  When several inmates are destroyed by someone injecting silver nitrate into their blood transfusions, Lieutenant Katherine Dalia enlists vampire leader Christopher Landless to help her investigate.

Kit wants nothing to do with a Breather but Katherine persists and soon they’re not only involved in the crime but with each other.  Risking the loss of his vampire lover as well as the scorn of fellow Undead as he embarks on a love affair with a mortal, Kit may discover who wants imprisoned vampires dead but he’s also going to learn a shocking truth…old crimes never go unpunished.

What happens when a Highwayman chooses the wrong person to rob?


Someone was moaning, a low hurt-animal whimpering. It was several seconds before Kit realized the sound was coming from his own mouth. He opened his eyes, seeing...nothing...
            Solid, blank, blackness.
            Merciful God, I'm blind! He needed to rub his eyes. His right hand… Something hampered the movement. What the Hell? He flexed his fingers, thrust them out. They curled around a thick cylindrical shape. A bed post. His right wrist, as well as his left, was tied to a bed post. He tried to move his legs. They, too, had been bound.
            By now, his eyes were becoming accustomed to the dark. He could make out a door. There was also the faint frame of a window with moonlight filtering through an opening in heavy curtains, large dark blocks that were furniture, the bed’s shadow-draped canopy…and himself.
            What the devil’s going on?  Naked and tied spread-eagle to a bed. In the dark. This has to be a dream, a nightmare. Aye, that’s it! And in a little while, he’d awaken and find himself face down on one of the Coachman’s splinter-rough tables, having once more swilled himself brainless on that bad ale the barkeep sold. With Nolly Jack and Ned and all the others laughing at him.
            He relaxed, waiting for the dream to fade. Waiting to awaken.
            It didn’t happen.
            I’m awake. This is real. While he was unconscious, someone had brought him to this place, stripped him, and trussed him to the bed posts. Who did it? Why?
            In anger Kit jerked his right hand, trying to wrench it free of the ropes, his struggles becoming more furious as his bonds refused to yield. It was only as he felt skin tear and sticky wetness trickle down one wrist that he lay still again. He had to get free but ripping his flesh apart wasn’t the way to do it.
            “Hello? Is anyone there?” He raised his head. When there was no sound other than the dying echo of his own voice, he broke into movement again. “Damn it, answer me!”
            In fury, he broke into a flurry of movement. That only served to rock the bed and abrade his wrists even more. And then…
…the door opened. She came in. His intended victim.
            The glow from the candle she carried spread warmth upon her pale skin, shadowing her face with planes and hollows. It highlighted the crimson night rail into a liquid softness, a dark red river clinging to her breasts and flowing over hips and thighs. She glided rather than walked to the bed, stopping to look down at Kit.
            “So…my young thief, you’re awake. How do you feel?” Her voice was low and beautiful now that it wasn’t strident with fury.
            “What kind of question is that?” He didn’t try to hide his anger. How do I feel? I feel like Hell!”
            “I doubt that.” Her lips quivered as if suppressing a smile. “Though you very well may before this night is over.”

Death in the Blood will be available from Class Act Books in August, 2013.


Bring back the Old Time vamps!

No sparkles…no sensitivity…no moaning and groaning (except in ecstacy) about his immortality…

Vampires should march proudly down the corridors of Time, loving every century of it.

If there are rules, they should be the ones set down long ago by Bram Stoker:

avoid sunlight,
no garlic allowed,
easy on the crosses and holy water,
keep plenty of native soil around,
bring on the virgins!

Christopher Landless is my latest Undead creation and he follows the lead set by Damien laCroix, Vlad Chemare, the Andriescus, and Karel Novotny. Oh, Kit has a bit more conscience than his nosferatu brethren. He still remembers what it was to be human, but when it gets right down to the nitty and the gritty, he fights to save those like himself and not humans. In spite of that, I believe I’ve managed to make him a “hero” readers will like.

When I wrote, Death in the Blood, I wanted to make it different. As I later did with The Night Man Cometh, I started the story in the past and took it into the future.  Most vampire tales stop when they get to the present even if the vampires continue to exist.  Why?  If someone’s living forever, then prove it by looking ahead.

Kit’s story stretches from 1794 to the year 2580. For a while, Man and Vampire managed to live side-by-side peacefully, then a terrible event occurs making humans decide vampires are too dangerous to be allowed to go free. They’re imprisoned in concentration camps, on islands surrounded by moats of blessed water.

It was a challenge to fall back on the expected way of containing and fighting vampires while transforming them into futuristic forms. Staying true to the original genre while updating it to near-science fiction f was a definite test of originality and writing skills.  I hope, I believe, I managed it adequately.

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