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And as promised, here is the first chapter (plus a bit of chapter 2) from Book 2, Eclipse of the Soul:
Chapter 1
Wow! I can’t believe how much my body has changed in just one month. Last month I was 30 years old and out of work. Today I look about 19 and my job is to save my people from interdimensional vampires, as well as the ambivalence of a few fae warriors. What a change… “Oomph! Lancer what was that for?” I asked after he hit me with a punch to my gut. We were sparring, or at least I was trying to spar with him while he beat me black and blue. “B’Lana, you weren’t paying attention, I had to get your head back to Earth somehow. No pun intended.” Lancer was working on his jokes, sometimes he was pretty good, but sometimes he just didn’t get it. “You won’t be going on missions any time soon if you don’t start getting serious about your training. You can run faster and longer than any human, however your fighting skills are still lacking. If a human attacked you he would be in trouble, but if it was a ripper, you would be dead.” “It’s only been a month since I woke up from my transformation. Give me a break!” He was starting to annoy me with his intensity. Where was Ash? I bet he wouldn’t be acting this way. I know he would be much more fun to work out with. “Do you want to be able to join a team of fae and help protect your precious Earth or not? There won’t be any second chances once you are in the field. Moreover, I highly doubt you will get so lucky next time you come face to face with a ripper. Just remember that most people don’t survive an attack. They either die, become hybrid rippers or worse, dinner.” Lancer said as he took two steps back from me. “I know, it’s just all so surreal. I mean I have this strength and stamina that I never had before. And I think I am starting to develop other abilities as well, but I can’t be sure.” I thought I might be able to read minds. Or else I was just spending too much time with Lancer and Ash. I swear I knew what they were thinking most of the time. It was getting very distracting. “Can I go out with you guys on the next recon mission? I know this area pretty well so I think I could be of some help.” I was going stir crazy and needed to get out. Since I woke up from the transformation I had not been allowed outside yet. It was getting quite frustrating. “Only if you focus on your training for the next two days. If you do well then you can go. But it is strictly a recon mission. There will be no fighting for you.” I wasn’t about to mess this up so I focused and worked very hard on keeping my head in the game. ◊◊◊
Two days later Tonight was the night that I was supposed to join the recon team. To say I was excited was an understatement. I bugged Lancer and Ash all day so much that they thought I had been drinking more than just coffee. I laughed at that, as I was just excited to be going on my first mission, even if it was just a recon. “Aahhhh fresh air at last! I can’t believe you guys finally let me out of prison. Can we go eat at Joe’s Taco Shack? I haven’t had any good tacos since you guys kidnapped me.” “Oh come on B’Lana, you know I wasn’t part of the team who kidnapped you. And didn’t I make a run to a taco place for you just