I'm a bit slow on the uptake sometimes, so I'm late in seeing this, but I thought I'd share it with you too. This is the sequel to ReVamped, which is pictured in the sidebar of my blog. (And check out the amazing cover!!!)
From Ada's Blog, enjoy!
This most recent ReAwakened
excerpt has been making its way around the internet for a while, so I thought
I’d include it on here as well for those of you interested in a sneak-peek at a
new character making an appearance in ReVamped‘s sequel.
“Meeting
Razor”
My two-story fall was cushioned by the intruder’s body. He—a vampire, I
realized—groaned as I landed on top of him, forcing his body into the muddy
ground. I reached for my dagger, but he was quicker. Before I had a chance to
pull it out, he slipped out from underneath me, flipping me over so that he was
on top. His firm, muscular body pressed tightly against mine as his hands pinned
my wrists to either side of my head. His face was covered by shadows, but I
could make out a mischievous smirk dancing across perfectly-shaped full
lips.
“You’re quite feisty, aren’t you?” he chuckled, bending forward to
examine me. Deep, charcoal eyes overflowed with amusement.
He was actually enjoying this.
“I don’t wanna hurt you,” he whispered in a deep, throaty voice. “I’m
gonna release you now. Don’t do anything stupid.”
He lifted his arm, removing his right hand from my left wrist. The
moment I felt some freedom, I leaped forward, attempting a left hook at his jaw.
He blocked my hand, once again pushing it toward the ground.
“I said I wasn’t going to hurt you!” he growled, pinning me even
further into the soft, wet earth.
“Yes, but I never said I wouldn’t hurt you,” I snapped.
He brought his face toward mine. “I’d like to see you try,” he
whispered.
Challenge accepted.
I raised my head—the only part of my body that wasn’t restrained by the
stranger’s body—inching my lips closer to his. He tensed for a moment, his eyes
searching mine, as if surprised by my sudden change in behavior. Drops of
rainwater slid down his chiseled jaw, pausing briefly on his lips before they
plummeted onto mine. Then, a slow, smug smile spread across his face. I felt his
body relax and he leaned even closer. His breath caressed my skin as his lips
drew near.
It was exactly what I needed. Summoning all my strength, I twisted my
hips to the side, shooting them up and out, then launching my legs from the
ground. Thrown off-balance, my captor groaned and released one of my arms to
brace for the fall, giving me the perfect opportunity to reach for my dagger. In
one smooth move I darted behind him, placing him in a secure headlock—the blade
of my weapon aimed directly at his heart.
“Who are you?” I demanded when I was certain he couldn’t escape my
grip.
“I’m a twenty-four-year-old Taurus who enjoys long walks on the beach.”
Even though I couldn’t see his face, I could feel his arrogant grin.
“You have ten seconds to explain yourself,” I ordered. “And then
I’m really going to hurt you.”
“Oh, come on! Can’t we get back to kissing? You can’t tease a guy like
that.”
“Ten, nine…” I pressed the dagger deeper into him, nicking the leather
of his jacket.
“Hey! Watch it!”
“Eight…”
“Oh, alright. You’re no fun,” he sighed. “My name is Razor.”
“What kind of a name is that?”
“It’s a nickname.”
“What kind of a nickname is that?”
“Spike, Blade, Fang—all the good, pointy objects were already taken by
fictional characters. It was the best I could do.”
So…thoughts on Razor so far? And, yes, he
does have a “real name”.
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