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    Storm (Blood Haze: Book Two) A Paranormal Romance

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      “But I have a beef with you, blood sucker,” he

      snarled. “You killed a whole family right before

      Christmas, and now you were going to kill this

      guy, too. It’s taken me months to find you, but

      now you’re dead!”

      “I didn’t kill that family,” I explained. “I never

      kill.”

      “A vampire that doesn’t kill?” he growled.

      “Impossible.”

      “It’s true,” I tried to convince him. “Please, I

      don’t want to hurt you.”

      “You

      hurt me?” he laughed. “Don’t be

      ridiculous!”

      “I’m not the one who killed those people!” I

      insisted.

      “Oh, yeah?” he leered. “Then who did?”

      “I… I don’t know who did it,” I lied. “But I

      saw the family. I was there that night.”

      “Oh, so you admit being in the vicinity the

      night of the murders,” he challenged me.

      “I do,” I said. “I was there. But I would never

      kill a human, and I would certainly never hurt a

      woman or child.”

      “Too bad I don’t believe you,” he said, glaring

      at me.

      He made a lunge toward me with his dagger,

      but I stepped to the side. In a split second, I

      jumped behind him and wrapped my arms around

      his neck. He slashed at me with his dagger as I

      held him tightly in a headlock. I screamed in pain

      as the silver blade tore through my arm, but I

      held fast. He struggled to pull my arms away,

      clawing and slashing, but still I held on. In a few

      moments, he slumped to the ground.

      As he lay there helpless in the sand, I touched

      my fingers to his neck. He still had a pulse. I ran

      back to Kai’s car, where he was waiting for me.

      “Thank God you’re okay!” he whispered,

      embracing me tightly.

      “We need to find a pay phone,” I said.

      Kai nodded, and we hopped into his car. He

      drove me down the street to a gas station parking

      lot, and from the pay phone, I called 911. I told

      the dispatcher I’d seen two men fighting on the

      beach near the pier, and that one appeared to have

      a knife of some sort. Then I hung up.

      “That takes care of that,” I said. “Let’s get

      home and warn Will and Mother.”

      On the way home, I tried several times to call

      Will, but he wouldn’t answer his cell phone or

      the house line. Kai raced through the streets,

      trying to get us home as quickly as possible. The

      police would detain the hunter for a while, but it

      would probably buy us twenty-four hours at the

      most.

      At home, I raced up the stairs and flew into

      Will’s room. He was fast asleep, and he shot up

      like a bullet when I burst into the room.

      “What’s going on?” he gasped.

      “Hunter!” I hissed, tossing him the clothes

      he’d left hanging over a chair.

      I knocked once on my mother’s door, and then

      quickly burst in to shout, “Hunter!”

      My mother was instantly on her feet throwing

      clothing into a suitcase. She needed no further

      prompting.

      Kai had already started packing a bag for me,

      and I told him to go pack a bag for himself while

      I finished mine.

      “The painting,” I gasped, and Kai nodded. He

      knew exactly which painting I wanted to take

      with us.

      My mind was reeling. We had to get a head

      start on this hunter. We had no idea what type he

      might be. If he was a Zephyr, he would be able to

      run faster than the wind, but he wouldn’t be able

      to track us. He’d have the advantage in speed, but

      little else.

      I didn’t think he was a Psych. They could use

      various psychic abilities to move objects, read

      minds, and even force their victims to a

      standstill. He hadn’t used anything like that on

      me, so I assumed he wasn’t.

      He might be a Viewer. They were the most

      dangerous of all hunters. Viewers could see

      through their target’s eyes, watching every detail

      of everything they did at any moment. They only

      needed to meet their target once, and they could

      track them anywhere in the world by looking for

      landmarks their targets saw. You could never run

      away from them, because they could find you

      anywhere.

      Will peeked into my room and said, “Jamie’s

      on her way.”

      “What?” I shouted. “Why would you get her

      involved again? Are you crazy?”

      “She made me promise I’d call her if we ever

      needed her again,” he explained calmly. “We

      don’t know anything about this hunter, so we

      need her.”

      “I don’t like this,” I growled.

      Unfortunately, he was right. If the hunter was

      a Viewer, there would be nowhere we could run.

      We’d need Jamie to see for us. We were helpless

      without her.

      “Wait, do we have time to rent a van again?” I

      asked him.

      “Jamie’s already taken care of it,” he said.

      “When we got back last time, Mother gave her

      the money to buy one just in case.”

      “Why didn’t anyone ever think to mention this

      to me?” I grumbled.

      “Because we all knew you’d react just like

      this. You wouldn’t want her involved.”

      “Good point.”

      Jamie showed up a few minutes later, and we

      packed everything into the van as quickly as

      possible. Kai had wrapped my favorite painting

      in a blanket and placed it underneath the back

      seat to protect it.

      Kai had been painting it when we met. It was a

      painting of a mother gently cradling a young boy.

      Obviously, it represented the person he so

      desperately wanted his own abusive mother to

      be. That painting meant a lot to me.

      This time, I packed my laptop and I

      remembered my cell phone. In the van, I tried to

      call Max, but it went straight to voicemail. I

      opened up my email program.

      Max,

      I haven’t heard back from you. I’ve emailed

      you a couple of times and your phone always

      goes straight to voicemail.

      I know you’re busy, but I really need you. A

      hunter’s in town. He saw me. Please call me.

      Alice

      I didn’t want to get Max involved, but I was

      hoping he’d know this particular hunter. If he

      did, maybe he’d know which power he had, so at

      least we’d know what we were up again.

      Just moments after I sent the email, my phone

      rang.

      “Hello?”

      “Alice!” Max shouted. “What’s going on?”

      “Max, why haven’t you answered my other…”

      “I wasn’t allowed,” he interrupted. “I’m not

      supposed to have any outside contact during

      training.”

      “Oh.”

      “Are you okay?” he asked frantically.

      “A hunter saw me feeding,” I admitted. “I

    &
    nbsp; think I took care of it. I knocked him out and

      called the police, so he should be in jail for

      twenty-four hours or so.”

      “He saw you?” Max gasped. “How could you

      be so careless?”

      “Kai and I caught this guy abusing his

      girlfriend,” I explained. “We got her to safety,

      and we thought we were alone on the beach. It

      was the perfect time to…”

      “Wait!” Max shouted. “He saw Kai, too?”

      “Kai wasn’t feeding,” I said. “I think I

      managed to convince him Kai was human.”

      “You convinced him…” Max paused. “Kai

      left you alone with a hunter?”

      “I asked him to,” I explained.

      “And he did?” Max shouted. “He just left you

      there alone with a hunter? Are you fucking

      kidding me?”

      “Max, please,” I begged. “Don’t do this. I just

      called because I need your help.”

      “I can be home in twelve hours,” he said

      quickly.

      “No,” I said. “That’s not what I’m asking. I

      just wanted…”

      “If you’re in trouble, I’m coming home!” he

      yelled.

      “Max, no,” I insisted. “I certainly don’t want

      your father mad at you or anything. I just wanted

      to know…”

      “I am coming home,” he said firmly. “I can’t

      leave you alone with a hunter after you.”

      Before I could object, Jamie slammed on the

      breaks. The tires screeched loudly, and the van

      began to spin. The world began to pitch and roll,

      and everything became a blur. I heard the

      sickening crunch of metal and the high-pitched

      tinkle of thousands of shards of glass hitting the

      pavement as the van rolled. Once on its top, the

      van slid across the street before finally coming to

      a stop against a tree.

      “Alice! Are you alright?” I heard a muffled

      sound.

      Blood dripped into my eye, casting a red hue

      over everything. Confusion flooded my mind.

      What had happened? Where was I?

      “Alice!” the voice shouted again. It was Max.

      I fumbled in the darkness and located the

      phone, pressing it to my ear. “Max?”

      “What happened?” he yelled. “Are you

      alright?”

      “I don’t know, Max,” I mumbled. “Am I in a

      van?”

      “You don’t know where you are?” I heard him

      ask.

      Suddenly, I felt my body raked across the

      shattered glass, and I was hoisted into the air. I

      felt as though I was floating, and underneath me,

      I heard the crunch of glass. Footsteps. Someone

      was carrying me. I felt an unfamiliar stinging

      sensation in my arm, and I fell into a deep sleep.

      At some point later, I woke up in an

      unfamiliar room. I shook my head, trying to clear

      the fog from my brain. Through a blurry film, I

      looked around. I was alone.

      “Hello?” I shouted in confusion.

      “Alice?” I heard another voice say somewhere

      in the distance.

      “Kai?” I yelled. “Is that you?”

      “It’s me,” he called. “Where are you? Are you

      okay?”

      “I’m in a room,” I shouted back. “It’s… it

      looks like a dungeon or something.”

      “I think we’re in a hunter’s prison or

      something,” Kai called.

      I looked around the small room. The back

      wall was concrete, like a basement, and the other

      walls were brick. The door was wooden, but it

      looked very sturdy.

      “Can you break down your door?” Kai

      shouted. “You’re the one who’s fed recently.”

      “I’ll try,” I shouted. I backed up and ran

      toward the door, thrusting the entire brunt of my

      power against the door with my shoulder. “Ow!

      Damn it!”

      I lifted my leg and kicked at the handle, but it

      would not budge.

      “Hey, hey,” I heard a gruff voice say outside

      the door. “None of that.”

      “Who’s there?” I shouted.

      “Just your friendly neighborhood hunter,” he

      snarled.

      “Hunter,” I mumbled, disgusted.

      He didn’t sound like the same hunter who had

      found us on the beach. This guy sounded much

      older – and meaner.

      “Just chill out, honey,” he said. “As soon as

      my boss gets here, we’ll get you all sorted out.”

      “What does that mean?” I asked. “Sorted out.”

      “You’ll find out,” he chuckled.

      I kicked the door again for good measure, and

      he chuckled again. “You’re not breaking through

      this one anytime soon.”

      I had to find a way out of this place. My whole

      family must be here. Kai, my brother, my mother,

      and even poor Jamie. I was right to worry about

      getting her involved. Suddenly, my stomach

      lurched.

      “Kai?” I called. “Jamie…”

      “She’s fine,” he shouted back.

      I heaved a huge sigh of relief. I knew my

      vampire family could probably survive a car

      accident intact, but a weaker human like Jamie

      would be much more vulnerable. I was so glad

      she was okay.

      I spent hours trying to find a way out of the

      room. It was sealed. The floor and back wall

      were thick concrete, and the walls were brick,

      reinforced with steel bars – which I discovered

      after breaking a few of the bricks from the wall.

      The wooden door was unbelievably strong, and I

      couldn’t imagine how thick it must be for me to

      be unable to break it.

      At least the hole I managed to break in the

      brick wall gave me a line of sight to Kai. We

      were able to fit our hands though the hole, and

      his touch was enough to calm me a bit. He took

      my hand and kissed it gently.

      I knew we had to make an escape soon. The

      longer we were in there without food, the weaker

      we would become. If I had any chance to get us

      out, it had to be done immediately.

      The only thing in the room was a shabby

      mattress on the floor and a small ceramic toilet. I

      managed to detach the toilet from the wall to use

      as a weapon as soon as anyone entered. I had to

      incapacitate one quickly, because I assumed there

      would be at least two. I just needed someone to

      open the door.

      Some hours later, I heard the jingle of a key

      ring outside the door. I scrambled to my feet and

      readied the heavy toilet. I raised it high above my

      head and prepared to launch it.

      The door creaked ominously, and a bit of light

      filtered in, spreading slowly in an arc across the

      floor. I readied myself.

      Just as the head peeked around the corner, I

      began to heave the heavy toilet toward the door.

      Just as quickly, I stopped with a gasp. The heavy

      toilet crashed down onto my food, and I grunted

      in pain, choking down a shriek. It was Max!

      “Alice!” Max gasped, running to me.

    &n
    bsp; “Max!” I whispered. “How did you find me?”

      “I’ll tell you later,” he said. “Let’s get

      everyone and get out of here.”

      He put my arm around his shoulder and

      helped me hobble into the hallway. My foot was

      probably broken, but it would heal in a few

      hours. I winced in pain, but we had to hurry.

      Max opened Kai’s cell, and Kai glared at him

      when he noticed my arm around him.

      “Thanks,” Kai muttered, taking my arm away

      from Max and putting it around his own

      shoulder. Then he said to me, “What happened to

      your foot?”

      “I dropped a toilet on it,” I moaned.

      “A toilet?” he asked. Then he added, “Never

      mind.”

      “Let’s just get everyone else,” I said, and we

      moved quickly to open the other doors.

      Jamie looked really banged up. She had

      numerous cuts and bruises, and she was limping.

      The accident had hurt her, but at least she was

      alive.

      “This way,” Max whispered. “Hurry.”

      We all followed Max down the hallway to a

      set of rickety wooden stairs. He paused briefly,

      listening. When he heard no activity, he motioned

      for us all to follow him.

      At the top of the stairs, I noticed we were in

      what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse. I

      noticed two men slumped on the floor. Max

      must have disabled them before he came to

      rescue us. We made our escape out a small door

      in the back. Max had his car waiting, and we all

      squeezed in and took off.

      “What is this place?” I asked Max.

      “Hunter holding warehouse,” he said.

      “What’s it used for?” I wanted to know. “I

      thought

      your

      kind

      always

      killed

      indiscriminately.”

      “My kind,” he mumbled, shaking his head

      solemnly. “Hunters do not risk human lives. We

      only kill once we’ve verified our target is a

      vampire. And we don’t kill all vampires.”

      “Is that what we were there for?” I asked.

      “Your hunter took you there for verification,”

      he said. “It’s procedure when a verified vampire

      is in a large group. We have to be sure there are

      no humans in the mix.”

      “Where are we going?” I asked Max.

      “I have to get back to my father before he

      realizes I’m gone,” he answered. “I’m going to

      take you to the airport so you can get out of

      town.”

      “What about our stuff?” I asked him.

      “I’ll go back and find the van after I drop you

      off,” he responded. “I’ll take your stuff back to

     


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