Book One - Legends of the Immortal Bloods
Published by Lucky Clover Publishing
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Adult Content 18+
The day her father cursed her with the demon was a day she would never forget. First, born into a life of hate, she’d watched her father kill and torment all those around him. Everyone feared him and thus feared her, the king of hell’s offspring. What a treat. Emotions such as love had not existed for her in that life.
As she’d grown older, Layla recognized she was different. The evil actions done by those of her father’s tyrant brutes to gain his attentions, Layla found them repulsive and never once envied their status. She shunned away from it all. This fact angered her father.
To make matters worse, she did not have a mother. She’d been killed years ago and Layla had never known how or why. Not until the day she stood up to her father, Teivel, for the first time and demanded answers. What she didn’t count on was those would be the last words spoken between them, ending with a punishment far worse than death—a curse of the worst kind. Her father had instilled one of his spirit-demons inside her in hopes she’d rise up and become the daughter he wanted her to be and not like the woman he killed with his two bare hands, her mother.
Layla recalled the night perfectly. It was two hundred years ago in the mid 1600’s, and chaos and blood-shed filled the air. Finks, nasty alien parasites who’d made an alliance with her father, came storming in through their underground portal of hell. The Finks’ had run into a life-threatening problem. They couldn’t determine the humans infected by vampire venom and were getting pissed at playing games of Fink-roulette. The contact with the infected humans resulted in the Finks’ rapid extinction. Therefore they’d come to see Teivel in hopes of obtaining his help. No doubt they both wanted the vampire race exterminated.
It was well known vampires and spirit-demons no longer co-existed. Layla had never known why, but her father had something to do with it. A war many years ago between the two had ended with blood flowing like a vesting river.
Layla stood frozen behind the one key element that stood between her and the answers to all her questions. Swallowing hard, she knocked at the door. Little did she know the moment she walked in, her destiny would change.
A bark came from the other side of the door. “Enter!”
Layla jumped in terror for even she feared her father.
No. Do not let him do this to you. Lifting her head high, she swung open the door. Eight pairs of angry Fink eyes glared in her direction as she stood in the doorway. They stood in a half circle. Funny how they appeared human, but she knew better. Her father stood dead center, his back facing the door.
“Father.” She bowed, disgusted.
“What do you want? Can’t you see I’m busy!” he barked, not bothering to turn around. No surprise there.
Bastard. Look at me. I’m your daughter! “I need to talk to you,” she said, regaining her stance and lifting her head higher.
Layla decided right there she’d take such treatment no longer and advanced toward him and the parasites. “FATHER! Look at me!”