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    Lost to Darkness: The Light Seekers, #2
    Lost to Darkness: The Light Seekers, #2
    Lost to Darkness: The Light Seekers, #2
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    Lost to Darkness: The Light Seekers, #2

    By Lorraine Kennedy

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    In the Light Seekers, a new heroin comes into the story. Hailey Burke has lived most of her life being shifted from one foster home to another. She's streetwise, cynical, and very special. Hailey is the key to the light.
    Everyone wants a piece of her, the Light Seekers, the Ancients, and even the Witches.
    Her only chance is tough guy biker, Dash, and Sean, a dangerously hot vampire that wants nothing more than to be done with the beautiful young girl. Hailey stirs emotions in him he'd just as soon forget, not to mention she wants to kill him.
    The Light Seekers unfolds over several volumes. It is a spin-off series from the original Immortal Destiny Series and can be read as a stand alone series.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLorraine Kennedy
    Release dateJun 8, 2016
    ISBN9781533707536
    Lost to Darkness: The Light Seekers, #2

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      Lost to Darkness - Lorraine Kennedy

      Chapter One

      Hailey

      EVENTUALLY, THE CHILL faded and was replaced by a comforting kind of numb. I had to be dying or already dead.

      This must be what it was like to die of hypothermia.

      I had always had a strange fascination with death.

      What was it like to die of decapitation or starvation?

      Not once had it ever crossed my mind that my end would come in this way. Sure, there were worse ways to die, but to die of cold seemed too simple.

      I could almost hear Nana Kerry telling me how morbid I was being.

      Well, I was dying, so I had a right to be a little morbid about it.

      I seemed to be drifting on an ocean of darkness. If I paid attention, I would get a glimpse of some fleeting picture or think I could hear something, but mostly it was just an abyss - a void of nonexistence.

      Was this what it was like to be dead?

      Did the afterlife consist of nothing more than cold empty space?

      That would really blow, especially after I’d had such a screwed up life. If I had to die, at least I wanted to meet the parents that had abandoned me as a baby.

      I was convinced they were dead. Why else wouldn’t they have made any effort to find me?

      I figured that my long lost parents had probably noticed something strange about me and decided to dump me off at the emergency room. Although it was a logical move, the least they could do was tell me to my face, even if it had to be when I reached the great beyond.

      But there didn’t seem to be a great beyond. There was just a lot of nothing.

      Suddenly, I felt as if I were being pulled along some fast running river that I could neither feel nor see. I was caught in a current that was propelling me toward something.

      Without warning, I fell into some kind of room. Now I could see and hear, but no one could see me.

      Although logic dictated that what I was experiencing had to be some kind of dream, I knew it wasn’t. I didn’t recognize the place at all, but I did recognize one of the people.

      Abigail.

      I floated over the scene, watching, as if I were an earthbound ghost that had been pulled into something I didn’t understand.

      It was dark, except for the flickering light of two candelabras. Although I had no sense of smell or temperature, the room reminded me of a cave.

      The air was dank and cold. I couldn’t pick this up with my physical senses, but I just knew that if I had my physical body, that’s what it would feel like. It kind of reminded me of one of those black and white horror movies.

      Abigail was kneeling before a man with skin so pale it almost appeared translucent, which was a startling contrast to his shiny black hair. The intensity brimming in his dark eyes grabbed at another memory - a real memory.

      It was a warm spring day. I was nearly nine years old, which was old enough to walk home from school on my own. That is what my foster parents thought, anyway.

      The fastest way to get home was through the alley that cut between Sixth Street and Crossway Boulevard. With tall buildings on each side of the narrow alley, it didn’t matter what time of day it was. There were always shadows.

      I walked fast when I went through the alley. Not quite running, but not really taking a leisurely stroll either.

      That day I’d almost made it halfway through the alley when I heard the growls. They were angry, ferocious growls that sent shards of ice right into my stomach.

      I froze, except for my eyes, which I forced to look in the direction of a large dumpster overflowing with trash.

      I sensed movement in the shadows.

      The dog jumped at me from behind the dumpster but stopped before reaching the light. Yelping, it retreated to the darkness, but not before I’d gotten a good look at the Boxer’s eyes.

      The dog’s eyes were insane with rage.

      Rabies. That’s what it had to be.

      A rabid animal would avoid the light. I’d seen that once on a nature show.

      Maybe I would be okay, as long as I walked slowly.

      I took a few sluggish steps.

      The dog growled but didn’t come after me again. I just kept moving. Once I was by the dumpster, I turned so that I was walking backwards.

      No way was I going to turn my back on that dog.

      After I’d gone about twenty feet, I turned and ran like the hounds of hell were after me.

      I got away, but I never forgot the look in that dog’s eyes.

      Now I was seeing it again, but there was more. The dog had just been mad, but the gleam of madness that I saw in the man’s eyes wasn’t really the same. He wasn’t crazy, he was mad with hunger.

      Still, it didn’t end there. There was dimension to his eyes and a strange kind of beauty that I’d never seen before.

      That wasn’t really true.

      I’d seen it once before, in the eyes of the guy that bit me - in the vampire’s eyes.

      The man I was looking at wasn’t a man at all. He was a vampire.

      Lord Beaufort. Abigail’s voice was small, even timid. She was a far cry from the young woman who’d abducted me, stashing me in the trunk of her car.

      Do you have Kathrina? he asked, his voice as smooth as silk, but at the same time, managed to be as sharp as a razor.

      Abigail shook her head. I’m sorry.

      The man’s eyes narrowed and his voice grew even sharper. What about the girl? Do you have her?

      Again, Abigail shook her head. Not exactly, but we have made sure she is in a safe place.

      Waving away her words, the vampire jumped to his feet and started pacing the floor. Your plans have been useless. We are no closer to Kathrina than we were a year ago.

      That’s not true. Sparks flew from her eyes, but her voice remained calm, even soothing.

      Getting to Kathrina is impossible. The sisters are watched too closely, especially her. She is with Luciano. There’s no way to get to her, but we have a plan. We will get someone she trusts to bring her to us.

      "That is

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