Stormwind (The Storm Chronicles Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
The dull red glow made everything look like it was bleeding; somewhere deep inside, her vampire was licking its lips while Raven wanted to vomit. Or punch someone. She pulled into the garage to Evangelina’s building and parked in an empty parking space next to a Maserati of some kind. She barely glanced at the shiny black car. It may have done 185, but it wasn’t as pretty or as brutal as the Shelby and both were qualities Raven wanted in her car. She pushed through the glass doors into the apartment building, her boots ringing out in the tomblike silence of the lobby. Like most of the vampire havens in the city this one was heavy on the marble, columns and red velvet with a side order discrete gargoyles. It made Raven want to set fire to the place. She swallowed her annoyance at the vampire décor and walked toward the front desk where a short black man was standing, a solitaire game in front of him. He smiled brightly and offered Raven a half bow.
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