Author: Tiffany Current
Genre: Young Adult, Paranormal Romance
Date of Publication: November 1, 2016
Hannah Clark used to be an ordinary girl. She used to be a lot of things. Until she was bitten.
Five months ago, Hannah woke up in the middle of the woods as a vampire. She didn’t know how it happened or who turned her. She just knew she wasn’t safe in her hometown anymore.
Fort Wayne was supposed to be her fresh start. Her chance to finish high school without any other incidents. But then she met Jackson. Their attraction was instant and awakened something deep inside of her. Her thirst for blood.
Things only got worse when her maker, Lucas, came to town. He might have been sexy, but he was one dangerous vampire. And if Hannah wanted to keep Jackson safe, she had to protect him from Lucas’ ravenous ways. Even though she found herself excited by them.
But Lucas wasn’t there for her. Something sinister was happening in town. Vampires were going missing, and if Hannah didn’t want to be next, she had to work with Lucas to solve the mystery. But could she trust him? Or should she trust Jackson? She had to make a choice—and her life might just depend on it.
My eyes went to the clock. Ten seconds left in the game. As the time ticked down, my shoulders tensed, sensing something so familiar and so close. I stood up, scanning the crowd. When my eyes met hers, I instantly recognized what she was.
A striking one. She had short, bright pink hair, porcelain skin, and wore a tight jumpsuit under her leather jacket. She didn’t look a day over eighteen, but her face told me she was a vampire not to be messed with. Beside her sat another vampire wearing a similar leather jacket. He was a few years older, with dark, luscious hair and inviting lips. He looked like a fallen angel. The kind who would’ve fought for the other side. He stared back at me stiffly. His dark brown eyes reminding me exactly how I knew him.
He was my maker.
Instantly, a shot of pain hit me right in the chest. It was as if an invisible hand had taken hold of my heart and was squeezing it tighter and tighter. I gasped, clutching frantically at my shirt.
“Are you okay?” Emily asked.
I tried to speak, but my mind went fuzzy. Only one thing seemed to slip through. My maker. I wanted him. I needed to please him. It didn’t matter what he asked for, I would obey.
And be grateful for it.
The buzzer rang, snapping me back to reality. That overwhelming need to please was replaced by shame and anger.
What was wrong with me? Why was I even thinking those things? My eyes flicked back to where my maker had been sitting. He was gone. I ran out of the gym with one thing on my mind. I had to find them.
The hallway was crowded with people. I tried to push my way through, but there were too many of them. I stopped suddenly, feeling the chill in the air.
They were behind me.
I whirled around.
Just a few feet away were my maker and the other vampire. They stood unmoving as the crowd wove in between them. My maker stared at me with absolutely no expression on that beautiful face of his. I didn’t know what bothered me more.
That he showed no remorse, or that I found him attractive.
3 copies of My Maker’s Keeper
2 $15 Amazon gift cards
Tiffany writes paranormal, young adult, urban fantasy, and self-help books. In her spare time, Tiffany enjoys reading books, watching trashy action movies, and pestering her cat.
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