The Queen Of Swords: A Paranormal Tale Of Undying Love - Plot & Excerpts
In one, she saw the yellow eyes again. In another, she watched, trying to scream but unable to, as Abraham Van Helsing, the vampire hunter from Dracula, staked Graham through the heart as he lay in a coffin in full Highland dress. She awoke with a jolt, relaxing as soon as she saw him sleeping beside her, still alive—or undead, at least—a stray hair near his mouth billowing with each exhalation. Pale light filled the room. The coming dawn mingled with the soft glow of street lamps and the flickering candle. The storm must have passed because all she could hear outside was the chirping of birds greeting the new day. It was Saturday now, giving her just forty-eight more hours to figure out how to keep him from going back to Scotland. Her best bet, it seemed, was to use magic to keep Fitzgerald at bay. But what kind of spell? Summoning? Binding? Protection? All three? The events of the day before ran through her mind.
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