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I hope you enjoy it.  T.L.

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 SNYOPSIS

     The awaited sequel to Dark of kNight.  Book two in the Dark of kNight Series.

     Julie Knight thinks her life has become normal...at least for a Lycan.  She soon finds  her life as a wolf shape-shifer is tumbling out of control when the werewolves return.

     The small town of Spring Place is threatened once again by the evil of the werewolves. This time they are not killing humans.  The werewolves have targeted the Lycans. 

     The Lycan clans are in an uproar, on the verge of a civil war.  The counsel is desperate for a new leader.  One who will bring peace between the clans.  A leader who will put an end to the rebels which caused this uproar.   A strong Alpha male, Daniel.

    With their wedding date nearing, Julie and Daniel find out all too quickly the Rite is not the only thing they have to endure.  The discovery behind Julie's mother is revealed.  The attack by the werewolf pack is imminent. Forcing yet another war between the werewolves, Lycans and now the vampires.

    Julie finds herself facing a decision of a lifetime.  As the truth of the family she never knew exsisted is revealed she must choose.  The Counsel or her new family.  Order must be restored and her decision will affect thousands.

    Richard Macartur, the inhumanily beautiful yet dangerously seductive vampire has one obsession: Julie.  Is it her blood that calls out to him? Or is it his haunting memory of his pre-vampire years which draws him to her?

    Daniel must make a decision to save Julie's life.  Richard is the only hope to save her. He must risk his own immortal life in one blinding moment.  But will he take advantage of the situation and make Julie his forever?

    Will the bond between Julie and Daniel be broken?  Will their love survive?  Will the werewolf army finish off the remaining Lycans?  Will Richard make Julie his forever?

             In this exciting sequel the only one's who are safe are the humans.

     The sound of ghostly drums began beating all around me, drawing my soul into another realm or dimension.  I was not sure which one.  The only thing I was sure of was the fact I was in pain.  Does death come so easily to those that choose it?  I wondered.  It was a question that seemed to stand out in my mind.  My body and mind were in complete torture as the war raged inside of me.  Killing me slowly.  Indefinitely.  Killing me beyond all knowledge of the present or past.  Even the future is not certain at this point.

   My agony was my own demise.  My decision.  My choice.  I barely noticed the days as they swept past me as my body continued its war.  Visions swept across my mind of war, a battle actually, between a Lycan and a dark being.  Was it real?  Or was I actually dead and caught in the infinity of hell?

    The already tortured heart inside my body, burned beyond recognition.  A woman scorned.  Finally, it stopped beating.  Yes, this was the end.  I thought.  The last ounces of precious blood was now squeezed from my heart.  The pain was intolerable as my mouth opened to gasp for the last moments of air.  I wanted to scream.  To cry out for help in some way.  But I remained silent in my agony.

   Moments of the recent events flashed before my eyes.  A glimpse of all the madness.  The deception.  My mind was now flooded with the lies which had brought all this to a head.  Yes, there was one unsettling factor which I held onto like a safety net.  It was not over yet.  The softly spoken words by an angel were the only glimpse of hope.  The hope which drove me through this agony.  "I love you, Julie."  His words whispered against my neck as they etched themselves in my heart forever.  His love for me was far greater than I could have ever imagined.  It was patient, kind and everlasting.  The kind of love you would gladly die for.

    All of the darkness that had clouded my mind ended abruptly.  Clarity hit me like a strong northern wind, chilling me to the bone.  Yes, in one unfathomable moment I realized my life was not as it had seemed.

Fall of kNight  by T. L. Mitchell  

ONE Preview 

 Copyright 2009 T.L.Mitchell  CRS RN 1341566558

      The feeling of darkness crept closer around me.  My footsteps were only echoes against the vastness of the void of sound.  Slowly, I moved along the path in my dream.

      Deep within the wooded area, I could smell them.  The werewolves.  The stench of the rotten flesh that clung over their wicked bones.  I gave into my senses.  Moving slower.  Cautiously through the depth and darkness of the night.  Raising my head I sniffed the air again.  Yes, I clearly recognized the scent of lillies and carnations.  Vampire.  One must be close by.

    Behind me I heard the sound of approaching footsteps and I stopped.  My ears perked forward.  I listened intently as their pace quickened.  The leaves and twigs crunched under its feet as it approached.  Holding my breath I braced myself for the oncoming attack.  The thick brush parted as the creature moved into full sight.  Its fierce teeth bared as its red glowing eyes flared with a killing rage.  It would be over soon now.   The killing.  The death.

    A low growl rumbled from deep within my chest.  Bellowing out a burst of air as my lips curled back revealing my threateningly sharp teeth.  My tongue involuntarily slipped through my teeth.  This time I sent one last warning.  A snarl of deadly valor.  Yes, just one clean bite and it would be over.  A shiver ran down my spine.  The hairs on my back prickled on their ends.  I lowered my head closer to the ground.  I began to circle the creature as our dance began.  The dance of death.  My heart quickened its pace.  A huff of air escaped my mouth as the muscles tensed in my hind legs.  My eyes were firmly locked on my prey.  The dance was coming to an abrupt halt.  Bracing my front feet against the cold ground, I bolted forward toward my prey.

    The powerful muscles in my shoulders tensed.  The leg muscles underneath my skin flexed as I gained speed.  Pushing me forward.  My feet pounded against the earth beneath me.  Lifting my body higher as I moved quickly toward to the wiry-haired beast.  The chill of the air blistered against my face.  The breath held in my chest as the wind blew into my nostrils.  The foul stench of the werewolf was now in my senses.  Yes, my senses were alive as the killing rage overtook me.  Death was certain.  It would not be my blood that spilled this night.

    I kept my eyes locked onto the creature.  Focused for the hind leg.  I was faster.  I could make it.  No time for mistakes.

    A white flash moving in front of my eyes blinded me for a second.  Distraction.  Not good.  The impact between my prey and I were no more.  A pale arm quickly wrapped around the creature's neck.  On top of its head rested a pale hand.  A quick jerk.  Loud cracking noises filled the air.  It was over.  The smell of death was now immanent.  The body of the creature slowly dropped to its knees.  The foul scent of werewolf blood filled the night air.  I snorted twice to clear the offensive odor from my nostrils.

     Standing before me now was Richard Macarthur.  The pale skinned, inhumanly beautiful vampire. The most dangerously seductive vampire or human I had ever known.  As always, his attack on the werewolves was flawless. I thought for a moment as I stared at him.  His killing methods have been perfected by over a century.

     The thick mist on the ground moved under my feet as I exhaled slowly.  My body jerked forward.  I was now human again.  The coolness of his pale hand reached under my arm pulling me to my feet.   Richard could kill me with one quick snap.  Yes, I was extraordinarily strong even in my human state.  He was faster.  He pulled me slowly to him.  His blue crystal eyes peered deep into mine.  Fear screamed throughout my body.  I was now afraid.  I wanted to say anything to make him stop.  To make him free me.  Release me and save me from the end I feared so.

     His hand slid behind my neck.  The coolness of his fingers lingered against my skin.  Lightly caressing the warmth my skin provided for him  Richard held me only inches from his face.  The coolness of his breath lingered against my face.  Haunting me.  Tempting me.  My eyelids drooped at the soft floral scent of his breath.  My head tilted back under his control.  My heart began to pound against the wall of my chest, pulsating hot fire through my veins.  My breath was now coming out in quick gasps as I struggled to breathe.  The sanity I once held so tightly to had left me.  I was now under the spell of this vampire.

   With each beat of my heart my blood called out to him.  Tempting him.  Giving itself willingly to him as the vein in my neck arched to kiss the lips of this vampire.  He inhaled deeply.  Intoxicating himself on the warmth and savory scent my blood provided.  Touching his lips to my neck, a moan escaped deep within his throat.  The coolness of his lips pressed into a kiss, touching the vein which contained the woman.  The woman who desired him.

  The blood which coursed through my veins was a woman in need of her lover.  She called to him.  Pleading him.  Arching herself to him.  Begging him to take her so passionately.  She caused the muscles in my body to tremble as she pushed my will aside.  I felt the coolness of his tongue as it slowly traced the vein up to my ear.  My senses began to run wild.  The world began to spin around me as their love affair began.  My body waged war against my own will.  Surrendering itslf to every touch and smell of this inhumanly beautiful vampire.

     The once cold lips were now warm as they grazed over my mouth.  Something was wrong.  Terribly wrong.  His mouth left mine only to find my neck.  His lips touched my neck again as he inhaled a deep and solemnly breath.  Ever so slowly and gently, his lips moved down my throat to the base of my neck.  Fire burned within me as I felt the softness of his tongue next to my skin.

     Inhaling deeply, I was prepared to force the protest from my mouth.  Then I felt it.  A sensation like no other.   The sharp cold teeth gingerly raking over my bare skin.  A tremor ran throughout me.  Exciting every nerve in my fevered body.  My mouth opened as I exhaled slowly.  My body trembled against his lean statuesque form.

     "No." I whispered in a ragged breath.

     "Yes."  He hissed softly.  His words burned against my skin.

     My heart raced.  My mind whirled.  Hot flames of passion began to rush through my fevered veins.  Intense burning and desire welled within me.  In that one moment.  I knew I wanted him.  I wanted all of him in that one unfathomable moment.  It was his spell.  The bells of fear tolled again.  Ignoring them, I left all caution behind.  My will was not strong enough to save me now.  I had fallen deeply and unendingly under his spell.  Richard had left me with a need that only he could fulfill.  A need that screamed through out my body as his cold hands felt like fire tracing over my skin.

    The coolness of his fingers feathered against my cheek.  Richard's crystal blue eyes peered deeply into mine.  Piercing into my very soul.  Searching.  Seeking out an answer I was not willing to give him.  Yes, I could see the hunger in those diamond-like eyes.  The hunger which wanted more than what my blood could offer.  The type of hunger that needed to be quenched and satisfied.  I felt the hardness of his need as his body pressed against mine.

    With one gentle motion, his lips wee on mine again.  Searching.  Taunting.  Desiring more.  Calling to him the woman of desire inside of me.  Beckoning her to him.  Slowly, his lips left mine.  I exhaled a ragged breath.  The softness of his lips were now on my neck.  Tasting.  Taunting the woman inside of me again.  Unleashing her.  I shuddered as his lips parted against my throat.

    Richard inhaled a quick breath.  A soft growl rumbled from his throat.  In one instant, one breath of a second.  I felt it.  The sharp piercing pain as his teeth entered my flesh.  My breath caught in my throat.  My eyes widened with fear.  I couldn't scream.  I was immoblize under his spell.  My heart raced in my chest.  Beating wildly.  Forcing more blood to his lips.  The rush of fear ran through me.  Screaming for me to wake up.  I fought hard to find my way back.  Searching my soul for salvation.  My body slowly drifted away as my blood spilled across his lips.  Wake up!  Fear called to me.  WAKE UP!