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ISBN-10: 1-77115-274-5
Genre: Dark Fantasy/Suspense/Thriller
eBook Length: 155 Pages
Published: January 2016

From inside the flap

From The #1 Bestselling Author of Nyxe, comes Cognata - A Modern Vampire Romance Novel like no other.

It's time to take Vampires to a New, Bold, Reawakening.

Vampires are not what you think. They aren't your friends. They're not supposed to be your lovers. Welcome to the dark world of true nightwalkers, where feeding on blood, will be the least of your worries.

Sam, a former writer finally meets his online girlfriend Alexia in person, but she unveils a dark secret - she's a living, breathing vampire. Torn between his love for her and the inability to believe her outlandish claims, he finds himself driven by his heart to uncover the forbidden truths behind Alexia, and the shadow world she's dabbled in that has secretly controlled mankind since the dawn of our modern civilization.

So, is she insane or is this all for real? Toss her perfect features aside and maybe, it's a bit of both. Sam is about to find himself right at the beginning of a no-brakes rollercoaster that might just end up costing him his life, all because of his, aching, blood-soaked heart.

Silly humans...

Cognata (Excerpt)

She drinks... Blood


Okay, I think this is it. Yeah, this is the real one - the one where you've lost your mind. Probably out of some kind of desperation from loneliness or denial for the past four years, but the point is, what she just told me has me flipping my literal shit. I mean, anything else would've been acceptable; I met her online. A lot of options to come out with weird shit. But no, it couldn't have been that she was a robot or a dude, or some other realistically acceptable weird dogma. No, my online girlfriend of 4 years, whom I've had the pleasure of recently meeting in person has just told, no sorry - revealed to me, that she's a vampire. Yeah, a vampire. My girlfriend's a vampire.

Holy shit!

I have to take a second. This just happened. I mean, she's perfect in every way for me, right? Denial.

Something about that kind of curious creature - that noble type with a dark past or something, I can't help myself; it's my 'type' of girl. In terms of the "scale", from one to ten, she's an eleven. Beyond just the words of beautiful or gorgeous. I mean this woman looks like something out of a hand-painted masterpiece from an elven fairytale. Parted, long, peroxide-blonde hair that flows down her back, greenish-cyan eyes, milky-pale white skin with a face that says both naughty and nice. It's hard not to resist thinking that this has to be the universe congratulating you after working your ass off to get at least this little spoil.


Oh great, now she's calling. What do I do? I locked myself in the bathroom telling her I need to think. I'm sure there's a logical explanation to all this and well; I did promise her, right in the beginning that I'd be her shoulder, so maybe I should go out there and be a responsible boyfriend. Or maybe, I might just get my throat slashed by a raving psycho. You only live once.

"I'll be out in sec." Still sweating cold.

It's no big deal. Plenty of crazy things out there, right? This is just one of them, and this one happens to be someone I fell in love with. That has to count for something.

Maybe that's why she told me... instead of killing me. She could've drank me. Suck me dry of my blood, or is that how it works in the real world? Not sure. Alright, go out there and do this.

Take a breath, and...


Ouh, slick tone. Let's keep it like that

"Are you alright?" Damn, I love her accent. It's such a noble, refined English. Clearly not her first language but the sheer try-harding from how well she wants to present herself is more than a turn on.

"Yeah, I am. Why wouldn't I be? You showed me you're a vampire."

Sarcasm is a beautiful thing.

"Are you mad at me?"

"I don't know."

"Then what's wrong?"

"You're going to have to explain to me what's going on. Right now."

Yes, peak her interest and make her feel you're involved.

"More? You're alright with this?"

Let's just be honest here. She's revealed a seemingly dark and terrifying secret, but when you give your heart to a woman, it's not easy to just walk away. I'm not sure a blood thirst can break me, at least not yet, so I tell her "Yeah. I am. Tell me everything. I deserve to know."

Or maybe, I had to play the victim.

Her gentle fingers slip into mine, and she guides me to the living room of the hotel stay where I did have my momentary freak out. You would too when you saw the fangs. They were very real.

"I wanted to tell you before, but I was not sure you'd believe me."

That dark-red lipstick she uses to contrast her beautiful pale skin only makes me think of the things I'd...


Oh shit, "Yeah?"

"Are you listening?"

"Yes. Go on."

"I feel like you're different. I feel I can be honest with you."

"So, why bring that up now?"

"This isn't something I can tell anyone. You're still here with me."

"Of course." you sounded a bit too sure buddy, "Look, I'm not sure how serious you think I've been but you're the one for me. Except if you were a werewolf. Too hairy. Way too hairy... "

She's laughing.

That's just great, my heart's already trying to ease me into the weirdness and I'm finding acceptance because of her casual, gentle gestures. Dressed in a purely gothic red and black corset with a long, utterly-expensive dress that could be shifted aside to reveal the garters, stockings and thong underneath and near-thigh high boots.

Who could resist such a woman?

"How does it work?" I asked, "Are you going to kill me?"

"No. I want to enjoy my days with you."

"Right, but how do you... feed? How do you do your... vampire stuff?"

"I've had many years to enjoy the hedonistic, noble, shadowy life of a Cognata. Feeding these days is different. We can't just go sucking on the blood of any stranger."

"Why is that? And what's a 'Cognata'?"

"'Cognata' is the female variant of what we 'vampires' call ourselves. Most of your blood is toxic. Never know what diseases we can pick up. Not to mention pollution and toxic substances that people so eagerly abuse these days. Feeding openly is risky and pointless now."

"Wait, are you saying my blood isn't good enough for you?" Yeah, that's right, crawl over her all sexy and make her laugh.

Tease her a bit, make her feel comfortable and let her know it's okay - you're her rock. You're her shield.

"No that is not my point. We just require the healthiest of 'donors'."