The Red Sector Chronicles by Krystle Jones
(The Red Sector Chronicles Omnibus)
Genres: Dystopia, Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
Synopsis:
The strength of Sloane’s heart is about to be put to the ultimate test.
After the Eclipse – the night vampires began openly slaughtering human victims – everything changed. Out of fear, the government salvaged what remained of the human population and enclosed them in massive, security-laden cities called White Sectors, while marking the vampire infested territory as Red Sectors.
When seventeen-year-old Sloane McAllister’s twin brother disappears, she seems to be the only one who thinks he isn’t dead, and she vows to stop at nothing to find him. Gathering her courage, she braves the Red Sector to search for clues to his whereabouts. By chance, she encounters Aden, a handsome, charismatic vampire with a hidden agenda. He turns Sloane against her will and whisks her away to his underground city. Enemies quickly become friends as Sloane struggles against her attraction to Aden, and resists her growing loyalties to the creatures that ruined her life.
But the vampires themselves are the least of her problems. A war is brewing between the humans and vampires, along with a growing web of deceit and betrayal. And before it’s all over, loyalties will be tested, hearts will be broken, and no one’s lives will ever be the same.
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The floorboards behind me creaked ever so
slightly, and I drew my pistol, scanning the patches of darkness within the
living room. A set of small windows casted squares of red moonlight on the
dusty planks. There, so light it was nearly unnoticeable, was a footprint in
the dust, much too large to be my own.
Fear, icy and tangible, tapped its claws along
my spine and up the base of my neck. I froze for a long second before rushing
to the front door, my head screaming, Get
out! Get out now!
I was literally inside the doorframe, one foot
in the house, one foot out, when a hand reached out of the shadows and grabbed
me by the throat, slamming me into the wall so hard I lost my breath.
Someone wrested the pistol from my grasp before
I could collect enough of my senses to think to fire it. My fingers were so
clammy I couldn’t get a hold on my attacker’s hand as I clawed at it, trying to
free myself. A thumb pressed into my air tube, and I choked as a tall, lithe
silhouette stepped in front of me. The figure’s gaze shifted, its eyes
reflecting red like the lenses in a cat’s eyes as it glanced at my right wrist,
where the tattoo was bathed in moonlight.
“What are you doing here, hunter?” came the
low, musical voice of a man. Though his timbre was soft, there was a steely
edge to it.
I coughed and sputtered, glimpsing the bottom
corner of a black leather trench coat and ruling out that my mother’s guard had
caught up to me. The Scarlet Guard got their name from their red uniforms… and
their thirst for bloodshed. But if this man wasn’t with the Scarlet Guard, then
who was he? What was he doing here – in my house, of all places – on the
anniversary of the Eclipse?
The figure leaned in. Wispy platinum blond
bangs came into view, though his face was still obscured by shadows. He studied
me a moment longer before I heard a tiny gasp. “It can’t be…” he whispered in
disbelief, and my brows furrowed.
Who is
he? Do I know him? He’s not Orion...
My eyes dropped to his slightly agape mouth,
and my blood ran cold. There, just visible beneath his upper lip, were the
points of two fangs.
A
vampire? But he can’t be. He looks so… human.
I thought of the creature I had faced only a
few minutes ago, of its animal urge to kill me, and panic fluttered in my
chest. In the few short years humans had known vampires existed, never had we
seen one that looked exactly like a regular human being. The fact it could talk
was stunning; I didn’t even know vampires could speak. Of the two I had faced,
they both seemed hell-bent on ripping out my throat first.
Suddenly, the man – the vampire – in front of me seemed twice as dangerous as any monster I
had encountered. And he had my pistol.
“What’s your name?” the man asked. His musical
voice was cool and soft, and all the more frightening for it.
His thumb released just enough pressure that I
could feel my voice box again, and I gulped for air. I had to get out of here
and away from him however I could. A wild, irrational thought formed in my
mind, and I tried to speak, my words strangled because I could barely breathe.
He leaned in. “What did you say?”
I looked up, a wicked smile on my face.
“Trick-or-Treat,” I rasped.
Somehow, the man – or vampire, or whatever he was – had missed the
dagger when he subdued me, most likely too focused on the pistol and thinking
it to be my only weapon. I brought the dagger straight up, tip first with the
serrated side facing out, with the aim of impaling him in the chin.
You can read my review of THE SCARLET DAGGER (book 1) HERE
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Krystle Jones was born and raised in the small, southern town of Tullahoma, Tennessee. Reading and writing have been lifelong passions of hers. In addition to being a novelist, she is also an award-winning flutist, and moonlights as a voice actress. Her voice can be heard in the popular online game, Alice is Dead 3.
Hi, Mandy! *waves* Hope all is well with you. =) Thanks for participating! Hope you're enjoying your holiday season so far and things aren't too chaotic (or cold). It was -1 the other day when I went to work. =(
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