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    Vampire Revelation
    Vampire Revelation
    Vampire Revelation
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    Vampire Revelation

    By Neha Yazmin

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    ‘Very good read. Developed characters and excellent pacing.’
    ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
    —Amazon US Review

    ‘It was never boring. I enjoyed every part of this series, from book 1 to the final in the series.’
    ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
    —Goodreads Review

    “I don’t know what blood tastes like to a human. I’d never even licked a tiny drop of it from a pricked finger, let alone suck on a bleeding cut. Now it’s my only food source.”

    Ellie ran away from home just days before her 18th birthday, and now she can’t go back. Because she’s been turned into a vampire by the mysterious and handsome immortal, Christian.

    Thrust into the supernatural world, full of magic and danger, Ellie doesn't want to be a killer. She doesn't even like to drink blood.

    Christian had his own agenda for turning her, a secret that her mother was hiding from her, too: Ellie was never an ordinary teenager, and now, she's no ordinary teen vampire. When she discovers why she isn’t like others of her kind, she realises that her life is about to change all over again.

    And the world as she knows it will never be the same...

    This is the first book in the complete three-book Poison Blood Series. If you like fast-paced fantasy novels with shocks and twists, witty heroines, and complex villains, then you will love Neha Yazmin’s thrilling, action-packed urban fantasy series!

    Download this book today and start the adventure!

    Books in the Poison Blood Series:
    Book 1: Vampire Revelation
    Book 2: Vampire Prophecy
    Book 3: Vampire Apocalypse
    Complete Series Box Set (Releasing Halloween 2021)

    Praise for the series:
    ‘Just love love love these books, would highly recommend them.’
    ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
    —Goodreads Review

    'What a great book.'
    ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
    —B&N Nook Review

    'This is a character-driven story. Neha's characters' depths are what drive her stories, each with their hidden secrets. Definitely hooked on the Poison Blood series.'
    ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
    —Smashwords Review

    'This is definitely not a soppy vampire romance! As usual with Neha Yazmin's novels, things are never as they seem.'
    ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
    —Amazon UK Review

    'I enjoyed this book. I have read so many free paranormal romance books and this one kept me reading.'
    ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
    —Smashwords Review

    Book Details:
    Length: 26,000-word vampire book

    If you like Twilight, The Mortal Instruments, A Shade of Vampire, and all things related to the Chosen One, vampires, vampire slayers, and witches, try this series now!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherNeha Yazmin
    Release dateAug 26, 2012
    ISBN9781476276106
    Vampire Revelation
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    Neha Yazmin

    Neha Yazmin graduated from University College London (UCL) with a degree in Psychology yet somehow ended up working as an investments professional for seven years, picking up a range of accents and extremely high heels along the way. She now lives in London with her husband and son.Neha writes fantasy for readers of YA fiction and contemporary romance for adults. Her Poison Blood Series is an urban fantasy with vampires, while her Heir to the Throne Trilogy is an epic fantasy with mermaids.She is a huge fan Twilight, BBC's Merlin, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and the Throne of Glass books. Neha also enjoys reading about witches, dragons, fallen angels, and would love to live in the world of the Shadowhunters. When she isn't reading or writing or running after her little son, Neha can be found binge-watching Sherlock, Charmed, and Marvel movies like the X-Men series and the Avengers—whilst drinking cups of chai tea.

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      Vampire Revelation - Neha Yazmin

      Vampire Revelation

      (Poison Blood Series #1)

      © 2012 Neha Yazmin

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      I would they were, that I might die at once,

      For now they kill me with a living death.

      —William Shakespeare

      Chapter 1

      I'm never coming back

      I don’t know what blood tastes like to a human. I never licked a tiny drop of it from a pricked finger, let alone suck on a bleeding cut. Now it’s my only food source. And it smells and tastes so sweet, liquid-velvet caressing my burning throat. Is that ironic? Is that the right word—ironic? Or is it just plain funny? Perhaps it would add further comic value if I said I used to be a vegetarian? But I wasn’t.

      What was I? Human. What am I?

      A vampire.

      A 17-year-old vampire girl. I’ve been 17 for eighteen months—I was a couple of weeks away from my 18th birthday when I changed and I’ve been an immortal for half a year now. My friends would say I’m living their dreams; they’re obsessed with vampires. Unlike my college buddies, I didn’t think vampires were cool or sexy. Grudgingly, I agreed it’d be brilliant to have super-strength, move at lightning speed, hear everything three miles down the road, and smell every fragrance in a room—that’s what they say about vampires in all the books, right? But not at the cost of actually living on blood. Now that I have all these incredible abilities, I still don’t get the appeal. Clearly, I haven’t embraced this new life yet.

      I don’t know if I ever will.

      I didn’t celebrate my 18th birthday. Who would I celebrate it with? I don’t have any friends or family anymore. Don’t worry, I didn’t kill them—they’re very much alive and healthy—I just can’t see them now. Not because I’m still in my first year of immortality when we’re thirstiest and most obsessed with blood. No, because unlike others of my kind, I can suppress my thirst. I can go without nutrition for all of eternity and I wouldn’t die. Not directly from starvation, anyway. Thing is, if I deprive myself of blood for a prolonged period of time, I’ll go crazy—and get myself killed. How? Well, insane with thirst and desperation, I’d hunt down the nearest human and drain the life out of him. I won’t care if the entire world was watching—I’d be beyond caring about the consequences. I can’t get into that situation, though. Can’t risk exposing us. Our existence is the one thing we have to keep secret. It would change the world if humankind discovered we walk among them and have been for millennia. I don’t know for sure. History wasn’t my strongest subject at school.

      The reason I have to stay away from my friends is because they’d be startled by what they saw: Pale white, pearl-smooth skin, natural grace and stillness, alluring charisma, and always-glossy brown hair. I didn’t look this good before, that’s for sure.

      My eyes being coal black isn’t much of an issue. I can say I’m wearing contacts over my light-brown eyes—not that I haven’t had a meal in weeks and so the eyes which should be mortifyingly crimson have become beetle-black. Maybe I can even explain the new skin: Mismatched foundation? I secretly loved vampires after all and this is my new vampire look? A new, limited edition designer perfume would suffice as an explanation for my scent: Floral with a hint of vanilla and strawberries.

      How would I explain the ice-cold body, though? The voice that sounds like an angel’s? Only coming out at night? Not that I’d burn in the sunlight. I’m indestructible—what could sunshine do to me? All it does is make my skin sparkle. That can’t be explained by beauty products!

      So, as well as staying as far away from humans and sunlight as possible, I have to stay away from my old life. My family.

      My mother. Oh, thinking about her makes me mad! Makes me think of the night, six months ago, when I ran away from home.

      We always had a troubled relationship, me and mum, especially when I hit my teens. Nothing strange in that, of course. Few of my friends often said they hated their mums. I didn’t hate mine. I do now. I did that night I left home. That night, a fortnight from the biggest milestone of my life so far—my 18th birthday—she told me about my father. My real father.

      Birth father.

      Not the one I grew up calling dad. Not the one I secretly thought didn’t love me as much as he loved my little sister Heather. Not the one that pretty much stopped talking to me after adolescence without any discernible reason other than the birth of little Heather. Not the one that sat watching TV while my mum told me I wasn’t his biological daughter. No, the real one.

      The one I didn’t know existed.

      You’re going to be 18 soon, Ellie, she started sternly that night, after ordering me to sit on the sofa in the lounge. She sat on one of the armchairs. In the other chair, her husband—I can’t think of him as my dad now, not when I know he isn’t—turned the volume up on the TV.

      Here she goes, I moaned to myself. Always lecturing me. Come straight home from college. Stop spending so much money on clothes. Help out more around the house. Grow the hell up. I was particularly rebellious that week because she forbid me from celebrating my birthday with a road trip to London with my friend Carrie and her 23-year-old cousin Angela who’d be driving us.

      You have to start being more responsible. Then, suddenly, her strict tone softened. You’re almost 18, love, you can’t keep acting out like this every time something doesn’t go your way.

      Every time you stand in the way of my happiness! I lifted my chin in defiance.

      That’s not what it is. You used to be such a good girl. And you’re so smart. Your teachers always said the nicest things about you. If there were parent-teacher meetings at college, I’m sure your lecturers would sing your praises, too.

      Lecturers, yeah right, I thought, rolling my eyes, we still call them teachers at college. It’s only at University that you have lecturers and professors. I was so excited about going to Uni after the coming summer holidays, but each time I dreamed about it, I quickly came crashing down to earth. I wasn’t going to go away for Uni, living in halls, on campus. No, she wouldn’t allow it. It’s cheaper to study from home, she argued. But really, she just didn’t want me out of her sight.

      But you’re always fighting with me. Mum’s tone became whiny. Why are you like this with me?

      "Why are you like this with me?" I suppose I sounded unreasonable to her.

      Oh, this is pointless! She threw up her hands. You say I’m always shouting at you, lecturing you, well, I can’t get through to you any other way, can I?

      Huh. She didn’t get through to me with the shouting or lecturing.

      "And what’s

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