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Vampire's Forbidden Territory

Vampire's Forbidden Territory:  Sídhí Summer Camp #2

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Katie, Jared, and the rest of the gang battle to stay alive in Vampire’s Forbidden Territory, the second book in the Sídhí Summer Camp series.

Seventeen-year-old, Katie McQuillen is a halfling (vampire/elf mix) in a world where halflings are not acceptable members of polite society. Unfortunately, her grandpa is chairman of the Vampire High Council and she is forced into attending a summer camp meant to create peace between the Sídhí races.

In Sídhí Summer Camp #1, Katie finds out the hard way peace is not what the Dragon Council is after. The camp is an elaborate charade; a trap set by the council to catch the Khr'Vurr, a terrorist organization based in Dragon Valley.

There are consequences to finding out the Dragon Council’s true plan. Katie and Jared are now considered the perfect bait to catch members of the Khr'Vurr.

 As if being bait isn’t bad enough, Katie realizes a future with Jared, a full blood vampire, may not be possible after all.

Genre: YA paranormal romance/adventure

Series: Sídhí Summer Camp #2

Vampire’s Forbidden Territory: 43,500 words

Glossary: 2,200 words

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NOTE: This is not the final version and may contain errors. 

Several days after the cavern collapsed, Katie was on her very first – and probably last – dragon ride. The brisk morning air caressed her skin as the scattered rays of sunshine quickly burned away the thin cloud cover.

A rush of excitement streaked through her as the black dragon surged through the morning sky. The guardian’s midnight wings swept upward, looking deceptively soft as calfskin. Matching ebony scales absorbed the silvery rays of sunshine.

Two weeks ago, before summer camp started, Katie would never have dreamed she'd be riding a dragon, especially not with her very own lifeMate sitting snug behind her. Honestly, she wasn’t sure how it happened. It certainly had been a fast and furious bonding. She was a halfling, an abomination in the eyes of most Sídhí, especially the uptight vampires of Clan Valley. It was still unbelievably to her that Jared really loved her. She couldn’t understand how he could look past her tainted blood and want her for a mate.

Somehow he did. She knew he did, because she could feel his love pouring into her through their lifeBond.

She threw her arms wide and laughed for the sheer joy of having her deepest dream come true, a lifeMate who loved her.

“Enjoying yourself, Mia Cara?” Jared mentally asked her.

Sighing in pleasure, she arched against his chest, rubbing her shoulders against the solid bulk of his muscle. She would never get used to Jared calling her ‘his beloved’ in the old tongue. If she could put her joy in words, she would shout them to the world. As it was, her lifeBonded mate felt her bubbling emotions.

Jared pulled her closer. His joy flowed into her body through their lifeBond. His deep laughter echoed through her mind a split instant before his warm breath tickled her pointed ear, her overly sensitive ear, making her laugh all the harder. There were times the elf half of her heritage was more enjoyable than the vampire half.

“I love it!” Her words included not only her first ride on a dragon, but the new road her life was taking. “We can see for miles up here.”

Guardian Alexander was flying them across miles of rugged mountains located within Dragon Valley, a second dimensional bubble with the exact physical terrain as Earth. Hundreds of valleys dotted Earth, some small, some huge. Very few Sídhí Elders agreed upon how many dimensional bubbles actually existed or even how they had been created.

One thing she knew for certain, there would never be peace between the valleys.

Katie snorted, but not in humor. Peace was the official reason for gathering the warring Sídhí races together for summer camp, but creating peace wasn't why the children of the most influential politicians from several dozen of the most powerful valleys had been invited. Invited being a very loose term to what really happened, because when The Dragon Council sent out invitations to attend summer camp they expected immediate agreement. If any invitation went unanswered the dragons simply coerced the other valley into participating by closing the valley’s gateway to Earth.

The concept of creating a peace camp sounded honorable. The reality of camp was not honorable nor peace inducing. Katie and her cabin mates found that out the hard way. Peace between the Sídhí races had nothing to do with the four-month camp. Finding dead bodies and becoming a walking target had that odd ‘wake-up and smell the roses’ effect.

After the Khr'Vurr attacked Katie and her cabin mates, (and after they rescued Alexander) the black-scaled dragon guardian had been placed in charge of keeping Katie's group safe.

Protection duty was Alexander’s official job. Unofficially, the black dragon was more concerned with finding the people who tried to kill them, not that she disagreed with him.

She desperately wanted the Khr'Vurr caught. She just really hoped he hurried. She was not a lover of bathing in ice-cold mountain streams. But until the guardians caught the guilty parties, the teens were safer away from the main campgrounds. At least, she hoped they would be safer. She had doubts that anywhere was very safe. Truth be told, she felt like bait.

Jared’s cheek rubbed against her hair. “I agree,” he said, letting her know he had been following her train of thought.

Since they had bonded, several days earlier, they had maintained a feather-light mental touch on each other. Nothing intrusive, but glimpsing your beloved’s thoughts or having him answer an unspoken thought made her feel special.

He chuckled, kissing her neck. A firm feeling of pleasure pulsed from him as he agreed with her unspoken view on sharing their thoughts. “As long as you keep your pert little nose out of my head at Christmas time.”

“My nose is not pert,” she said, unsuccessfully trying to keep the laughter out of her voice, but knew it didn’t work. He felt her humor as clear as she felt his.

“Hmmm, your sweet little nose felt pert last night when you...” he grunted to a stop as her elbow caught him between two ribs.

Her face turned beet red as she snuggled deeper in his embrace. “Wretch,” she grumbled. “We agreed the nose episode was not to be spoken about, not ever.”

“Mia Cara, having your nose, covering in whipped cream…”

“Enough,” she groaned, covering her face with both hands.

He snuggled against her neck, gently kissing her. “I love the taste of Mia Cara flavored whipped cream.”


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