Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Feral Spirit
    Feral Spirit
    Feral Spirit
    Ebook63 pages58 minutes

    Feral Spirit

    By Stephanie Bedwell-Grime

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    After a few centuries a vampire’s life can get a little predictable...

    Vampire Jonah likes his peaceful routine. Until his quiet existence is shattered by Seraphina, a mutant hybrid who has escaped from a top secret facility.

    When their paths cross, Jonah becomes her unwilling savior. Drawn together by fate, they find that opposites really do attract.

    But before they can act on their feelings, they end up in the fight of their lives.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherStephanie Bedwell-Grime
    Release dateAug 28, 2011
    ISBN9781466018709
    Feral Spirit
    Author

    Stephanie Bedwell-Grime

    Stephanie Bedwell-Grime is the author of more than twenty novels and novellas and over fifty short stories. She has been nominated for the Aurora Award five times and has also been an EPIC eBook Award finalist.

    Read more from Stephanie Bedwell Grime

    Related to Feral Spirit

    Related ebooks

    Paranormal Romance For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      Freedom

      Aug 6, 2020

      Freedom
      7 min read

    • Article

      ‘Sing to It’: Featured Fiction from Amy Hempel

      Mar 25, 2019

      If she was home at night in her husband’s bed, did he care what she did with her days? The post ‘Sing to It’: Featured Fiction from Amy Hempel appeared first on The Millions.

      7 min read

    • Article

      Australia Reads At Home

      May 18, 2020

      Australia Reads At Home
      7 min read

    • Article

      Planof Action

      Oct 5, 2021

      Planof Action
      6 min read

    • Article

      Plan of ACTION

      Oct 3, 2023

      Plan of ACTION
      6 min read

    • Article

      Righteous

      Jan 22, 2019

      Righteous
      8 min read

    • Article

      STEPPING Out

      Feb 26, 2020

      STEPPING Out
      10 min read

    • Article

      Echos

      Jan 10, 2019

      Before Corrine’s husband abandoned her in Berlin, he liked to say that her name reminded him of the word “corrupt.” But ending in a twist rather than a split. Her last name was the French word for “swimsuit” but he never mentioned that. This seemed s

      17 min read

    • Article

      Human Contact

      Aug 10, 2022

      Beer tasted like wet money—or maybe just bad beer did. Viola had never tried any other kind. She preferred white wine, but there was no white wine at this party. “Drink it like medicine,” the guy manning the keg said. “It’ll loosen you up.” He wore a

      18 min read

    • Article

      The Peeper’s Routine

      Jul 23, 2019

      The Peeper’s Routine
      7 min read

    • Article

      The Duplex

      Jun 9, 2020

      I moved to Los Angeles to sing. When was this? August? June? I was twenty-nine, and those were shapeless months, when the days blended together and I refused to pull them apart. My landlord was unusually close to her adult son. His name was Jeffrey,

      21 min read

    • Article

      Class Act

      Jan 15, 2021

      Class Act
      8 min read

    • Article

      The Chicken Line

      Mar 4, 2024

      The Chicken Line
      14 min read

    • Article

      The stolen HEART

      May 31, 2023

      The stolen HEART
      9 min read

    • Article

      Decisions, Decisions

      Aug 27, 2020

      Decisions, Decisions
      5 min read

    • Article

      Left To Lose

      Jul 10, 2022

      Around the time she gives up her name, it starts to feel like this entire revolution isn’t worth it anymore. The world is probably lucky that Kelian—she still remembers Kelian, in spite of everything—is there to pick up the pieces, the way he always

      11 min read

    • Article

      It's Crying Time

      Nov 15, 2023

      I was about 13, on a sofa in front of the television on a wet Saturday afternoon. I was carelessly able to do that once – sigh. I was watching a black-and-white film. Or maybe the TV was black-and-white – probably. It was a story about a nanny caring

      4 min read

    • Article

      Q-tip Options

      Oct 10, 2023

      I am not a good person. Abby was at my door. My reaction when I saw her should have been more charitable. She was young and cute and needy, but all I wanted was a nice relaxing day at home. When the police questioned her, I should have let them take

      16 min read

    • Article

      Six Dart Out

      Sep 10, 2023

      Marc figured the girl was a vegan. Her puke had overflowed the sink and run onto the floor—tomatoes and rice marinated in microbrew lager. He’d told Vegan Girl to slow down, but her friends had won the turning-21-peer-pressure battle. Admittedly, Mar

      9 min read

    • Article

      STEPPING Out

      Feb 19, 2020

      STEPPING Out
      10 min read

    • Article

      A Kind Of Magic

      Apr 1, 2024

      A Kind Of Magic
      7 min read

    • Article

      Park’n’ride

      Sep 1, 2022

      FIRST PLACE SHORT STORY Ian Gouge w rote his first story when he was five: an illustrated space adventure he can still visualise today. He has written ever since. He completed his first full-length work of fiction in the 1990s and wrote three books

      4 min read

    • Article

      The Wrong Shampoo

      Apr 10, 2022

      Brandy scoured the rows of bubble gum bright shampoo bottles. How much time had passed already? She looked to the front of the store but couldn’t see the checkout lines. She had only been to Jeff’s apartment once so far and didn’t remember what brand

      16 min read

    • Article

      Listen My Dear Alones: Notes on Gina Berriault’s ‘Women in Their Beds’

      Aug 16, 2017

      Berriault must have known that good work, the best work, may not always pay the bills, but sometimes, if we’re lucky, it outlasts the counting. The post Listen My Dear Alones: Notes on Gina Berriault’s ‘Women in Their Beds’ appeared

      10 min read

    • Article

      Paranormal Cold Case Investigating History’s Most Spine-chilling Encounters

      Jun 10, 2022

      “Do you believe in ghosts?” I ask. “No,” comes Laura’s firm and immediate reply. “But have you seen one?” I press. “Yes,” she says. “And the ghost I think I saw was my friend. My best friend.” People often ask me which of my cases has sent the bigges

      2 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Feral Spirit

    0 ratings

    0 ratings0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      Feral Spirit - Stephanie Bedwell-Grime

      Feral Spirit

      By

      Stephanie Bedwell-Grime

      Copyright 2011 Stephanie Bedwell-Grime

      Smashwords Edition

      Discover other titles by Stephanie Bedwell-Grime at Smashwords.com

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      Prologue

      I shouldn't be doing this. It's wrong!

      Seraphina stood in the doorway of the all-night bowling alley and studied the man bowling alone. As he reached for another ball, a fringe of sandy hair fell across his forehead, hiding his green eyes. He moved with feline grace as he sent the ball flying down the lane. At another time she might have been interested in all that lean muscle in action, but tonight she had more important priorities.

      The compact elegance of his movement marked him as something more than human, drawing her scrutiny. He’d been playing his solitary game for some time now. It was apparent no one would be joining him. That made him a good target.

      She crossed the threshold, pulling up her hood and keeping her head down to avoid any unnecessary attention. Her conscience gave her a mental kick, but she ignored it. She’d been on the run for days now. She needed a place to hide out for a while. Somewhere they wouldn’t expect.

      She took a seat at the bar and ordered a beer she couldn’t afford. He’d notice her, he just had to. She was counting on it. Day was coming and she was out of options. If he didn’t see her, if he didn’t take the bait she didn’t know what she’d do. She sipped her beer.

      And waited.

      Chapter One

      As far as all-night establishments went, the bowling alley was far from the worst. Jonah made it a personal policy to stay out of the bars. Not that alcohol had much of an effect on his kind. After awhile the scene just got to him. In the many years he'd walked the Earth, he’d seen pretty much all of what the seedy side of life could offer.

      So when he saw the young girl sitting alone at the bar, at first he'd taken her for another runaway looking for a warm place to spend the night. He was surprised that they'd served her. Realizing he was staring he jerked his eyes away and sent his ball careening down the lane. One by one he watched the pins fall. In all those years he'd built up a number of skills.

      Turning away from his solitary game, he headed for the bar to procure a beer of his own. That way he could take a surreptitious look at this newcomer on his patch.

      The bartender nodded as he approached. He was well-known here. As long as he didn't make a habit of snacking on the other bowlers, they seemed happy enough to have his patronage.

      Jonah swung onto a barstool and ordered a beer, being careful to observe the girl only out of the corner of his eye. Up close she was older than he'd first thought, early twenties probably. Old enough to drink in any case. She wore a black hoodie, pulled up over her raven hair. Beneath the baggy shirt he caught a glimpse of a lean, shapely body. Her skinny black denim jeans were tucked into thigh high black suede boots. Eyes as dark as night swept from his head to his feet and instantly dismissed him. He could have sworn he saw a flicker of interest in them first.

      Women were either drawn to or repulsed by him. It was as if they sensed the predator, the unnatural in him. To be so quickly ignored irked him because for the first time in a long time a woman stirred his curiosity for more than blood. He lived a quiet existence, some would call it boring. Even in this modern world of outed vamps he liked to keep his true nature hidden most of the time. His vampiric charisma was useful when he wanted a meal or just some company. Perhaps that was it. Maybe it hadn't been diversion that had brought him out tonight. Could it be he needed companionship more than he'd realized?

      Well, he wasn't going to get it from the woman in the hoodie. One swipe of that dark gaze and he was apparently no more interesting than the unfortunate mural behind the bar. He studied her while she

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1