The Cure (Book 2 Tugurlan Chronicles)

The Cure (Book 2 Tugurlan Chronicles)

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By:  Eileen Sheehan, Ailene Frances, E.F. Sheehan  Completed
Language: English
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Just when Dan, Bruce, and Shen thought they could take some time to unwind and recover from their horrific ordeal with the mutant vampires in the Las Vegas den they destroyed, Bruce has an unexpected run in with werewolves outside his cabin in the hills of Owego, NY and is wounded. Now, instead of searching for vampires they’re searching for a cure for Bruce before the werewolf affliction takes hold of his body permanently. Hearing about a paranormal group in Phoenix AZ that could possibly help them, they wasted no time boarding a plane.The mutant vampire den may have been destroyed, but Dracula’s vampires are still out in full force... and they’re looking for the vampire slayers by orders of Dracula! To add to their peril, they’re forced to partner up with the local vampire leader to help them hunt for Bruce after he morphed into a werewolf and ran off into the desert mountains before a mystical high priestess was able to admister the cure. While roaming the caverns of the Arizona mountains Bruce meets up with Tatyana, a young woman who is running from the vampires. Fortunately for him she’s no stranger to the occult and accpets him in both human and werewolf form. It’s a bonus that she’s able to commincate telepathically! Even though she vows to stay with him no matter what form he’s in, she’s in agreement with everyone that a cure would be the best for all. Would they get it into him in time?

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Chapter 1

Bruce stretched his leg muscles, hoping to relieve some of the pain that seemed to radiate clear to the marrow of his bones. When he’d agreed to allow me to give him a crash course in martial arts self-defense, he had no idea how physically challenging it would be.He always prided himself in his well preserved and athletic body. He’d been a valued player on his college football team and continued to play with a local group of Owego residents on weekends just for fun. He was also an adept and avid hunter. Even so, his body was screaming in shocked surprise at the number of muscles he possessed that hadn’t seen action; possibly ever.The floorboards of his cabin’s porch creaked under his weight as he paced back and forth; partially out of impatience while he waited for me to return with the newlyweds, and partially to keep his muscles from tightening up any more than they already were.Our good friends and my fellow escap

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32 Chapters

Chapter 1

Bruce stretched his leg muscles, hoping to relieve some of the pain that seemed to radiate clear to the marrow of his bones.  When he’d agreed to allow me to give him a crash course in martial arts self-defense, he had no idea how physically challenging it would be.He always prided himself in his well preserved and athletic body.  He’d been a valued player on his college football team and continued to play with a local group of Owego residents on weekends just for fun. He was also an adept and avid hunter.  Even so, his body was screaming in shocked surprise at the number of muscles he possessed that hadn’t seen action; possibly ever.The floorboards of his cabin’s porch creaked under his weight as he paced back and forth; partially out of impatience while he waited for me to return with the newlyweds, and partially to keep his muscles from tightening up any more than they already were.Our good friends and my fellow escap
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Chapter 2

        Tatyana smiled as she made her way down the alley to her efficiency apartment that was recessed in the back of the small, out of the way Las Vegas motel. It took some time for her to relax and settle in with Charles, but, after many restless and fearful nights, she finally felt like she and her infant brother could relax and begin to enjoy life.She was starting to trust people again. That was a luxury that she hadn’t known since her mother, Anouska, decided to leave Russia with her and her two siblings.  Anouska had put her faith and trust in the wrong people to help them get to the United States safely and those people had placed Anouska, Tatyana, and Osip in the hands of that despicable mutant-vampire, Wadim.Tatyana scowled as she remembered the tortuous years she’d spent living in Wadim’s mutant-vampire den that was hidden behind a magic veil in the midst of Fremont Street.  Nothing stuck more
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Chapter 3

Shen’s head throbbed as he merged with the crowd on Las Vegas Blvd while making his back to his hotel.  He’d stepped out for a quick bite to eat at a nearby restaurant and was regretting his decision. The blazing sun was so hot that it scorched his bare head, intensifying the pulsing of the lump he’d received a few days earlier.He’d awoken, in the middle of the night, stretched out on his bed with no idea of how he’d gotten there. His pillow was spotted with blood that leaked through the make-shift bandage someone -he could only assume was Tatyana or Maggie- applied. He called room service for some aspirin and a strong drink and pulled himself to the bathroom to investigate his wounds.  He suspected he had a concussion.His disappointment in his meeting with Tatyana was overshadowed by his desire to put as much space between himself and Las Vegas as he could. He booked a flight to New York and telephoned me to fill me in. 
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Chapter 4

Tatyana piled into the airport shuttle with the other passengers. She was grateful for the opportunity to blend in with the group. Her flight from Las Vegas to San Diego was smooth and uneventful, but she didn’t dare relax until she and Charles were safely tucked away at Maggie’s Aunt Elsa’s house.Tatyana’s only exposure to the United States, since leaving Russia, had been Las Vegas.  She was used to the glitter and excitement of the city and found San Diego to be bland in comparison. Finding nothing to hold her interest, she closed her eyes and buried her face in her sleeping brother’s neck while she cradled him close and tried to relax.  **** Maggie had listened intently to Tatyana’s tale of the chain of events that had led up to her discovering her and her newborn brother living in the abandoned car. Although she hadn’t known Maggie for very long, Tatyana trusted her.  Riski
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Chapter 5

Elsa Prescott came from a long line of mystical priestesses. Her great, great, grandmother who was captured into slavery when she was a young woman held the secrets of their traditions close to her chest.  She passed them down with careful accuracy to her children and grandchildren. Her daughters and granddaughters -respectful of the honor bestowed upon them- took great pains to maintain purity in everything they did. If the old woman could have worked next to her great, great, grandmother while preparing a tonic or potion, her great, great, grandmother would have been pleased to see that the contents, measurements, words, and movements remained original and precise. Elsa’s family name was Sekibo.  When her great, great grandmother was forced to lay with her owner, the six children she bore him were given his surname and English first names. The following generations, both female and male, either by choice or by force, continued to mix with whites. By th
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Chapter 6

The sun was just coming up on the horizon as I paced the porch of my cousin’s cabin.  I’d tried calling Bruce repeatedly to let him know that Shen wasn’t on the plane. Something was wrong.  I wanted to grab Bruce and fly out immediately, but I wasn’t able to reach him on either his cell phone or his land line, so I drove back from the airport as fast as the speed limits allowed.At first, I wasn’t too concerned about my inability to reach Bruce on the phone, since the thick foliage of New York’s Southern Tier often impaired cell phone reception.  Also, if Bruce was out and about, his land line would have been worthless. It wasn’t until I reached the cabin just as dawn was breaking and Bruce was nowhere to be found that concern set in. Where could he have gone? We had no time to spare. I went over Bruce and my last conversation in my mind. I hoped that he’d said something that would clue me in on where
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Chapter 7

Phoenix Arizona was three hours behind the east coast, so we’d only lost a few hours of daylight from our flight and the transfer time in Atlanta.  Both Bruce and I were edgy about wandering around in places we weren’t familiar with after the sun had set. We weren’t afraid of being mugged or robbed, but had a real concern about running into a creature of the night; something we wouldn’t have dreamed of worrying about a few months ago. We were well equipped and prepared to handle vampires, but now we had to face werewolves.  We didn’t have enough knowledge to deal with them. There were questions that needed to be answered, and answered quickly. Bruce’s arm was looking angry near the werewolf gash he’d received. Was it a typical wound infection, or was it something that would lead to a far greater problem? We just didn’t know. These were answers we needed, and needed now.The sizable tip that I
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Chapter 8

Shen paced his cage. He’d heard the guards talking. Stevenson had decided to fight him.  He was of the mind that a few good fights would give him the exposure he needed to prove Shen’s worth.  He’d then auction him off to the highest bidder. He was to start in Las Vegas and move on from there. There were underground locations for this type of illegal fighting all around the world and Stevenson intended on displaying him at locations where the most prominent and affluent frequented before he began the auction.  Of course, he had to survive all the fights.  Stevenson had witnessed enough of his fighting ability to believe he would.Shen pulled at the bars of his cage. He needed to find a way out. Time was jumbled for him. He had no idea how long he’d been held captive, but it was long enough to allow his wounds to heal. Fortunately, Stevenson had refrained from drugging him.  He wanted to keep him as sharp and alert as possible f
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Chapter 9

Vampires! What in the name of L’wah was Maggie thinking?  How could she jeopardize her family in this way? Elsa’s bare feet padded across the ornate flagstone of her garden patio as she tried to think of a way out of the mess her niece had managed to get her into. She’d listened to enough stories from her mama that were handed down to her from her mama, and to her from her mama, and so on, to believe in the existence of vampires. They were vile, blood sucking creatures to be sure. Rumor had it that her great, great, great uncle had lost his bride-to-be to a vampire, but that was just rumor.  It hadn’t ever been proven. She could have just as easily been scooped up by some slave trader she’d had the misfortune of stumbling into. Even so, vampires existed.  She was certain of that.Now, after years of dealing with various aspects of the underworld, and managing to avoid any type of interaction or confrontation with vampi
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Chapter 10

Shen couldn’t believe how dark it was as he drove the rental car as fast as he dared around the snake like mountainous road of I-93 toward Phoenix.  He’d driven the notorious Taconic Parkway from Queens to upstate New York on several occasions and thought its winding roads, threatening boulders, and speeding traffic couldn’t be topped; until now. Perhaps it was the mood he was in. He longed to be back in the arms of his new bride. He was foolish to leave her like he had.His body ached and needed to stretch and rest. He looked for a sign that would give him an idea of how much further he had to go.  When his headlights illuminated a sign with the words “Bloody Basin”, he shuddered.He’d lost cell phone reception somewhere back on I-40. When the phone rang, he released air that he didn’t even know he was holding.  He felt his muscles ease from their tenseness.  Relief flooded him when he heard my voice on the
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