Monday, February 25, 2013

Featured Author Zoey Sweete Day 1

Blood Magic

A witch/vampire hybrid, Renee Draven was sent to fulfill her destiny. Hell-bent on destroying the Evil One that has tormented and defiled her lineage for centuries, she must take back the power that was stolen long ago. Racing against time to destroy the darkness that threatens her life and those she loves. She must confront her demons. Losing faith in herself, and her power, she stumbles across William Angelo, the one she was said to bring home and save. While on her dark journey she must find Dante Angelo, his blood is the key to awakening her vampire side and defeating Damaskeos. Struggling to stay alive, she is torn between wanting a normal life and her duties, Renee must learn to believe in herself and the magic that flows through her blood, if she is to save the lives of those she loves. Will she find the strength to defeat Damaskeos and end his reign once and for all? Or will she fall as all the other Draven Witches before her? Blood Magic will take you on a mystical ride into alternate dimensions, the magical world of the Draven witches, and the supernatural creatures that would give their life to protect them.

Dante looked up at the guards. "My associate and I are here to collect a bounty. I believe this fire cracker here has a large bounty on her pretty little head, that is the only reason I haven't ripped it off, although, it is quite tempting. She is the one who killed Lakai. Renee Draven is her name. Now if you will excuse us we have some business to attend to."
The one guard came up to Renee and grabbed her by her hair, lifting her head up. He got right in her face with breath that could peel paint off a wall. "So you are the filthy little witch that killed Master Lakai?  Blyth warned us about you. You do not look so tough. I could snap you like a twig." He belted out a hearty laugh.
Renee looked up at the demon guard "Yeah? Well, unchain me and I will show you what kind of horror this little witch can bestow upon you." She spat in his face.
The demon instantly grew enraged. He slapped her across the face and looked over at Dante. "Wicked little tongue the witch has. I would like to bite it out of her mouth."

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