SERA’S GIFT by Tracy Cooper-Posey
Destiny’s Trinities Book 3.0
Vampire Menage Urban Fantasy Romance Novella
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Letting go is sometimes the only gift love has left to give.
Sera arrives in New York to help Lindál, but a vampeen attack brings her face to face with two men and changes her life forever.
Diego Savage lives up to his name. Cynical, rebellious and a womanizer, he doesn’t believe in the trinities at all. Only a handful of people know the truth about his scarred heart and terrible past, and it would take a miracle for him to change. A miracle, or someone like Sera with her special gift.
Blake Harvey, dedicated NYC police lieutenant, takes one look at the tall, supple woman with the crystal blue eyes and glowing skin and knows his life is about to change in ways he can’t even define, but his body is already responding to with a power that is hard to deny.
The bonding has begun…
This book is part of the Destiny’s Trinities series:
1.0: Beth’s Acceptance
2.0: Mia’s Return
3.0: Sera’s Gift
3.5: The First Trinity (Novellas 1-3)
4.0: Cora’s Secret
5.0: Zoe’s Blockade
6.0: Octavia’s War
6.5: The Second Trinity (Novellas 4-6)
7.0: Terra’s Victory
7.5: Destiny’s Trinities (Series Boxed Set)
A Vampire Ménage Urban Fantasy Romance Novel
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This story is Hot and sizzling with a lot of sex scenes, the story has suspense and filled with passion and Heart pounding. It is a story that captives you and brings you into the story, excellent read.
Sera, an Eleven Princess, Blake, a human police Lieutenant, and Diego, a four hundred year-old vampire with an attitude, are caught within the strands of their trinity but, are unable to complete it for Blake's bloodline has been tainted. They seperate, thinking to let the connection like fallow, but the trinity refuses to let go. The lust and beginnings of love is too strong.
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Excerpt
EXCERPT FROM SERA’S GIFT
COPYRIGHT © TRACY COOPER-POSEY 2013
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Reader Advisory: Contains strong sexual language.
“Who the fuck are you?” asked another voice, lifting loudly above the rain.
Sera looked up from the vampeen. The man was standing on the other side of it, with a gun in each hand. Tall. Black hair and eyes, of the type they called Latino. He was staring at the man she had cannoned into with anger. “What are you doing here?” he demanded. He put his boot on the head of the vampeen and shot it again, quite casually, as if it was irritating him. It fell still and silent.
Sera found herself backing up a half step until her shoulder bumped up against the man once more. His arm came around her and settled on her hip.
At the same time, the dark-haired man looked at her and her breath caught. Something twisted and turned over, deep in her gut.
“This…thing was chasing her,” the man holding her said. “You know that as well as I do. Why else did you shoot it?”
“I was called here…” the dark haired man said and trailed off, staring at her. “Called,” he repeated to himself, as if he was in deep thought. Then he bought his fists up to his forehead, still gripping the guns. “No, no, no, no, no!” He spun away. “NO!” he shouted, looking up at the black clouds overhead.
A vampeen broke out of cover from the building just ahead of him. He shot it with both guns, then strode up to it, put his boot on its head and fired another bullet in its skull for extra measure. His movements radiated anger. He walked back to where Sera stood with the man.
“I’m assuming you have permits for those guns,” the man said mildly.
“Who are you, the fucking chief of police?” the dark-haired man raged, shoving the two guns into holsters at the small of his back, under his jacket.
“Lieutenant Blake Harvey, Manhattan Fifth Precinct.” He tapped the shield clipped to his belt.
The dark-haired man paused. “Oh, this is fucking perfect,” he said and laughed. He didn’t sound even a little bit amused. He came up to Sera and lifted his hand. “I’m not going to hurt you,” he said softly and very gently lifted up her hair to look at her ear. “You’re his sister, aren’t you?”
She knew what he was asking. “Yes,” she breathed. “I’m Séreméla.” She realized that this man must be a vampire, if he knew Lindál.
He nodded. He was staring at her, almost like he was drinking her in. “My name is Diego,” he told her. “Your brother will have a lot to tell you about me. Most of it not good. I’m glad I’ll have a chance to prove otherwise before he recovers enough to tell you some of it.”
