All Chapters of Vampires and Werewolves (Book 3 Tugurlan Chronicles): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I put the telephone receiver back into its cradle.  I’d used a public telephone to call Bruce because we weren’t sure if our own phones were secure. At first, I thought this was a bit paranoid, but after conversing with Shen about the ways of the vampire, we decided there was no such thing as being too careful.  We needed time away from the fight so that we could focus on finding a cure for Bruce. The least little thing like a phone call could expose our whereabouts to Dracula’s hunters who were certain to be on the lookout for us in hopes of being led to Charles.  There was also the matter of Dracula’s orders to bring the slayers back to him.  We weren’t sure, but we assumed it still stood.Surveying the dining room of the neighborhood’s most popular diner, I scowled.  Shen should have joined me by now. What could be keeping him?I smiled flirtatiously at the beautiful five-foot-five-inch, sinuous hostess as

The trek back to her apartment was one of the most difficult experiences Magdalena could ever recall. She’d grown accustomed to moving amongst humans and was quite adept at it, but rarely did she touch us; and never for such a long period of time.What made matters even more unbearable was the fact that she was being supported by us.  She had one of us on either side of her while we practically lifted her off the sidewalk in order to spare her the weight of her body on her bruised and broken limbs. The steady rhythm of our hearts pumping wondrous and addictive blood through our veins as we carefully positioned her onto her bed brought forth a surge of energy that was almost overwhelming.  Her weaknesses were threatening to free themselves of their own accord and overpower her.  She’d witnessed this happening to others a few times in her lifetime, but had never experienced it herself; nor did she wish to.She needed us to leave before she lost

Magdalena shivered; not from the cold, but from the sheer delight that coursed through her body as she nuzzled close to me while we made our way down the street.  It had been centuries since she’d huddled this close to anyone -human or supernatural.  The heady, sexual, and exhilarating sensation far outweighed any desire to drink my blood. Our conversation proved light, jovial, and delightful.  Magdalena found herself rapidly developing a comfort with me and it felt good. It felt very good.She’d experienced this once before, centuries ago in another time and what seemed like another life when she met and fell in love with Marcus Wexton, Earl of Wetherford.  She was touring homes of the wealthiest of the ton in Wales with her cousin, Evelyn, who was a few hundred years her senior. Evelyn had defied the vympire code and taken a human husband.  They weren’t far from Marcus’s estate when their buggy lost a wheel. It w

Bruce stood on the porch of his mountain cabin and watched the sun set over the top of the tamarack pines that dominated the hillsides of the Southern Tier, New York.  Tonight the moon would be full. He was already feeling the effects of the change his body was readying for.  He and Tatyana had prepared the small root cellar beneath the cabin.  It took some doing, but he finally managed to convince her to remain in the cabin at night while he was locked in the root cellar. It was difficult to get her to listen to reason, but when he pointed out that they could still communicate telepathically, she grudgingly agreed.Bruce was frustrated; not just because he’d turn yet again in a few hours, but because I’d called him with the news of Shen’s abduction.  How could he help? Until the cursed moon surrendered to the sun and he was once again in control and able to function as a man, he could do nothing to help us.  Even then, he wasn&rsquo

Tatyana slumped against the back of the seat as the car sped down the highway.  They’d blindfolded her to keep her from knowing their destination.  Little did they realize that the blindfold prevented them from seeing her close her eyes as she let her abilities to take over.  Thinking her asleep, none of the vampires who with gifts were using their limited telepathic abilities to intercept her efforts. She was grateful that they were of Wadim’s lineage and not that of a true vampire. The human DNA dulled much of their senses and, although they could still read minds to some extent, it was limited and they needed to really focus in order to do it; not like the natural, almost involuntary ease in which a pure vampire with telepathic capability would accomplished it.Her first task was to get a message to Elsa.  She hoped the woman was fast asleep. It would be easier to get inside her head if she wasn’t awake and concentrating on something e