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    Despite their five centuries at war, the pandurs and the vampires work well together when they ally against a common enemy. Led by Little Council member Liana Cantacuzino and a thousand-year-old vampire Maximilien Hess, they descend on South Island, New Zealand, to search for the new breeds’ base.

    With Dr. Jesse Carver kidnapped by the new breeds and Liana’s feelings for him muted thanks to Hess’ compulsion, Liana is forced to act like Jesse means nothing to her while she is dying inside. Asked by the new breeds’ leaders to betray her cause and losing the support of her people one by one, she needs to destroy the new breed-making facility before her entire world falls apart and everyone has to run for their lives.

    The third novella in The Impaler Legacy series, a vampire saga like no other.

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    PublisherIoana Visan
    Release dateDec 1, 2013
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    Ioana Visan

    Award-winning writer Ioana Visan has always dreamed about reaching the stars, but since she can't, she writes about it.After fighting the apocalypse aftermath in "Human Instincts", she played with shapeshifters in “Blue Moon Café Series: Where Shifters Meet for Drinks”, she dealt with vampires in “The Impaler Legacy” series, and then she designed prosthetics in “Broken People” before tackling longer works like a fantasy trilogy and a science fiction series.Aside from publishing short stories in various Romanian magazines and anthologies, she published a Romanian short story collection “Efectul de nautil” and the Romanian edition of “Human Instincts”.She received the Encouragement Award from The European Science Fiction Society at Eurocon 2013.For more information, please visit http://www.ioanavisan.tk

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      The Impaler Legacy #3

      Ioana Visan

      Copyright © 2013 Ioana Visan

      All rights reserved.

      Smashwords Edition

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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      The Impaler Legacy #3

      Copyright © 2013 Ioana Visan

      All rights reserved.

      Cover Photo by Alexandru Visan

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      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.

      First eBook Edition: December 2013

      Despite their five centuries at war, the pandurs and the vampires work well together when they ally against a common enemy. Led by Little Council member Liana Cantacuzino and a thousand-year-old vampire Maximilien Hess, they descend on South Island, New Zealand, to search for the new breeds’ base.

      With Dr. Jesse Carver kidnapped by the new breeds and Liana’s feelings for him muted thanks to Hess’ compulsion, Liana is forced to act like Jesse means nothing to her while she is dying inside. Asked by the new breeds’ leaders to betray her cause and losing the support of her people one by one, she needs to destroy the new breed-making facility before her entire world falls apart and everyone has to run for their lives.

      The third novella in The Impaler Legacy series, a vampire saga like no other.

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      Acknowledgements

      About the Author

      Books by Ioana Visan

      1

      The snow crunched under my boots. The chilly air brought a slow burn inside my lungs with each deep breath I took. Max’s blood had saved my life after taking an arrow in the chest, but the X-rays had revealed the presence of some scar tissue left three days after the incident. As a Little Council member, vampire blood could only do so much for me since my system had been genetically engineered to be vampire blood resistant—in theory at least. Lots of things had turned out to be different from the way the Romanian history books presented them.

      I wasn’t complaining. I was becoming an expert in taking shallow breaths. The cold bothered me more, having moved from middle of the New Zealand summer in Hastings to full winter in the Mount Cook Reservation. The ski mask and suit I wore favored easy movement in detriment of thermal comfort. But then again, since being compelled, I was always cold.

      Bella, look for Jesse, I repeated the command.

      The Doberman huffed and shot forward on the narrow trail. Her paws had to be frozen after spending several hours in the snow. It was a big mountain, and so far our patrols had failed to find an entrance to the new breeds’ base. We’d come across more evidence hinting that it was located somewhere in these mountains, but no exact location yet.

      According to our plan, Captain Nour remained with the bulk of our army near Christchurch on the South Island, doing his own scouting in the surrounding area. The Cabinet had protested against the so-called invasion, but no one dared mess with ten thousand trained military people of both pandurs and vampires. The local authorities had completely shut up once we reported that, except for the big cities, all of the towns we had come across so far had been found empty, with no signs of massacre on site. Where had all those people gone to? The Cabinet had no idea, so the powers that be washed their hands of the issue and let us handle it.

      So here we were, handling it. A thousand men were deployed on location, split into mixed patrols of ten people each, combing the snow in search of an entrance. Armed with explosive arrows, stakes, and yatagans, and having either human or vampire blood for backup, they looked for new breeds—those vicious, bloodthirsty vampires that threatened to overthrow the world order. This was the official version: find the new breeds, especially their makers, and kill them. I was looking for Jesse.

      One would think the purpose of a kidnapping was to obtain a ransom, but over a week had passed and we had received no demands. I couldn’t help worrying about it. It wasn’t like we were that hard to find. Had Spânu, still a transitioning new breed, somehow slipped and killed Jesse before taking him to his masters? The mere thought made me shiver inside. On the outside, I remained calm and collected and so damn cold, thanks to Max’s compulsion. I wasn’t going to betray our cause in exchange of Jesse’s life, even if the guilt of losing him would destroy me in the long run. Out of desperation, I had agreed to Max’s plan to let go of my feelings for the British doctor, but it wasn’t like he had given me much choice on the matter. He wouldn’t let me ruin everything just because I happened to be in love with a human.

      I glared at the older vampire’s back. Max and Radu walked ahead, leading the way. With both of them being vampires, they didn’t have much to fear from the new breeds, who weren’t as good as our pandurs when it came to fighting. Or it used to be that way. I wasn’t sure where we stood anymore, what with the explosive arrows brought into play. I had seen enough vampires being blown up during the farm’s siege to know that a well-aimed arrow would kill Radu. I also knew that he was willing to take that risk. Dying was easy. Fighting new breeds and defeating them was worth dying for. I disagreed with the dying part, but this was the pandurs’ main philosophy and Radu stuck to it, even after being turned.

      Max, however, had a different set of rules, one I didn’t fully understand. I wondered if the arrows might kill him too. For a thousand-year-old vampire, he’d survived my poisonous blood with flying colors, only ending up with a slight discomfort for a couple of hours. Other than staking or beheading, I didn’t know what could kill him. But as the strongest vampire around, we needed him on our side until the war was over. And then … I didn’t know what was going to happen after that. I couldn’t bring myself to think that far.

      From my left, Trotuş kept stealing worried glances at me. Since the attack, he’d pulled double duty, both as my guard and my babysitter. What I used to do for Max during his incognito stay in Bucharest, Trotuş was now doing for me, making sure I was okay. It annoyed me a little, mostly because I suspected he also reported to Captain Nour behind my back, but I understood his concern. He should have kept a closer eye on Spânu after he had been turned. The two of them being friends and my guards for years didn’t help. As long as he kept his mouth shut, I let it slide. I needed to focus on the climb on the steep path that had to lead somewhere, though our guide claimed to have no idea where.

      Bella returned and pressed her nose against my knees, whining. The guys ahead had stopped, too.

      What is it? I asked, while the rest of the pandurs and vampires in our small group caught up to us and surrounded us in a loose circle.

      There are barely enough hours of light left to make it back, Max said. We should return.

      Radu frowned beside him, and although he didn’t say anything, it hinted at how he felt about it. He would go all night and probably longer than that if it were up to him. Max could have easily matched him step by step, but he also had to think about me. The new breeds wanted me, there was a prize put on my head, and while it would have made more sense to hide somewhere safe, preferably out of the country, we had all agreed this wasn’t the way we did things.

      I checked my watch and looked at the sun’s position in the sky. It wasn’t safe for me to be out here in the open, but we still had time. Descending on familiar ground would take less time than going up.

      Let’s get over there first, I said with the voice of a kid asking for five more minutes of watching TV before bedtime, and I pointed at a small plateau fifty meters ahead of us. We can take a good look around from up there.

      Max gave a slight nod, as it wasn’t far, and let me go in line with them, already knowing there wasn’t any danger ahead. Of course, Bella got there first. She circled the flat rock, her paws leaving footprints on the fresh snow, and then she looked at me as if asking why we had stopped. You and I both, girl. I sighed, aware that they weren’t going to let me go any farther.

      The view was magnificent from above—many snow-covered mountain peaks and no activity below us. I didn’t see the point in going higher than this. The entrance had to be somewhere closer to the ground. It wasn’t practical to have a new breed army squeeze down that narrow path to get to any kind of transportation.

      Okay, I think we can— I began to say, but stopped when I noticed Max staring intently into the distance.

      What was he looking at? I took a step closer, then another one. The ground gave way underneath my feet.

      And I fell.

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      I groaned and waited for my head to clear. The

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