When vampire-obsessed waitress Madison meets her very own dark prince, is she ready to make the ultimate sacrifice?
Excerpt from First Bite:
“Whoa there, where’s the fire?” said Madison as her friend burst into the kitchen at the back of the twenty-four-hour café.
“He’s here again,” Alice announced.
Madison finished tipping a half-eaten doughnut into the bin, distracted by the foul smell of the rubbish. “Who is?”
“As if you didn’t know. Your not-so-secret admirer is waiting for you at his usual table.”
“Can you serve him tonight, Alice? My hair’s a mess.” She eyed the dirty dishes stacked high on the worktop. “And I need to get this bin emptied and the washing up done.”
“No way. The guy is super creepy.”
“He is not,” she protested. “He’s dark and mysterious, and the hottest guy we’re ever likely to see in a dump like this.” Madison could have sworn she heard a low chuckle from the seating area in the café. She lifted the lid off the bin and grabbed the plastic bin liner, turning her head to the side to avoid the stench. The quicker she loaded it into the industrial dustbin out the back, the better.
“The way he watches you, Maddy, it’s like he wants to eat you or something.”
Madison smirked. She’d just finished reading a book where the mysterious stranger turned out to be a demon that sucked the life out of his victims, except for the girl he fell for, of course. “Perhaps he’s a werewolf, or a vampire,” she told her friend, letting her fantasies run away with her. “Maybe he has to wait until the sun goes down before he can venture out.”
Her friend rolled her eyes. “You read too many of those ridiculous paranormal romances; vampires sparkling in the sun, and all that nonsense.”
“True, but wouldn’t it be fascinating if supernatural beings really existed?”
Someone in the café cleared their throat loudly enough to wake the dead.
“And I’ve done a ton of research on the subject, not just the fiction stuff,” she went on. “Right throughout history, there have been so many mystifying incidents, and sightings, that no one can explain—there has to be something else to this life than what we know.”
“You need to get out more, girl. There’s no such thing as vampires or werewolves. I mean, it’s not like some weirdo vamp is going to come into this place, sweep you off your feet and whisk you away to his lair to have his wicked way with you.”
She vented an unladylike snort. “I wish! Anything would beat waiting tables for a living.”
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Abbey MacMunn 