Rise of the Dark Sun (The Blood Lust Plague Trilogy Book 1) by Kendall Pearce Page A

are denied it, or realize that its abilities are abnormal. It is such a strange paradox.” Constance gingerly covered Samantha’s hand comfortingly with her own and Samantha smiled up at her.
    “Thank you,” Samantha replied.
    The next night, Constance left to see some more of her old friends, leaving Samantha and Micah asleep in their bed.
    Some time after Constance had left the place where they were staying, Samantha suddenly awoke, startled. Looking around in the darkness, though she could not see very well, Samantha thought to wake Micah up, but decided she was being silly. Perhaps it was a bad dream that had woke her. That would make a lot of sense. Samantha used to have terrible night terrors when she was a child. However, even as she tried to settle back to sleep she had an uneasy feeling disrupting her mind so that she could not find another passage back into the dream-world.
    Frustrated, Samantha threw off the covers and stood up. As she moved away from the bed, the trail of her nightgown slipping off of the bed and softly tapping the back of her legs made her jump. Realizing that it was only her silly clothing, Samantha laughed and rolled her eyes. I am sleeping with a vampire and I am afraid of my own nightgown, she thought. Shaking her head, Samantha moved towards the bathroom. After a few deep breaths and completing her business without any further mishaps, Samantha began to relax.
    Knowing that she had a big night ahead of her, she was consoled by the idea of getting some more well-deserved, much needed sleep. However, upon catching a glimpse of the sun, which had all but set, Samantha was a little discouraged. Micah would be waking up soon and , therefore, Samantha would be too. Oh well, he would let me sleep if I asked him.
    Samantha sleepily made her way back to the bed, but was intercepted by a hand covering her mouth and a strong arm pulling her into him. Still, Samantha tried to scream. She was so close to Micah, only feet way.
    “Shut up,” a man’s voice hissed, yanking her closer.
    Immediately, Samantha’s heart began to race. As he yanked her back and began to escape with her, Samantha flailed , and finally she was able to break her head free of his grasp.
    “Micah!” Samantha screamed desperately.
    Samantha felt the blow as pressure, exploding in her brain before the pain had a chance to pronounce itself. As Samantha went down to the floor, she heard herself scream.
    Then, as a flash, she saw Micah run down the hall and tackle the man.
    Showing his fangs, with the man pinned on the ground Micah moved in to bite him. The man retorted by showing his fangs and he threw Micah back. “I wasn’t going to kill you, Micah. I have no strife with you, though now you leave me no choice,” the man growled.
    Seeing Micah backed against the wall, obviously dazed by the force of the blow, Samantha struggled to get up. As the man pulled out an axe, Samantha lunged at him. Turning quickly, the man kicked Samantha back with a force that was like nothing she had ever felt. Samantha hit the wall with such force that she was unsure if she had gone through it or just hit it.
    “No!” Micah screamed, getting up and plowing into his attacker, pinning him against the wall. “You don’t touch her!” he growled, grabbing the man’s face and smashing it against the brick of the wall and then elbowing him so that his throat was exposed. Micah bit down hard and ripped out a chunk of the man’s throat.
    However, Micah’s retaliation only made the man react with more force.
    Samantha came awake from momentarily blacking out to see the man throw Micah off of him with a force that knocked him into the opposite wall and then go after him, punching him hard in the stomach and then in the face. Bringing Micah up by his throat, he slammed him against the wall again and Micah yelled out, grabbing at the hand that was tightening around his throat. “You think you’re so tough, Micah. I have had centuries of experience