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    Love & Faith: The Vampire & Werewolf Chronicles, #2
    Love & Faith: The Vampire & Werewolf Chronicles, #2
    Love & Faith: The Vampire & Werewolf Chronicles, #2
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    Love & Faith: The Vampire & Werewolf Chronicles, #2

    By Chrissy Peebles

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    This is book 2.

    Thousands of years ago, Ankh witches were created to destroy Falcar vampires. The ancient group of evil vampires finally triumphed eighteen years ago and wiped out the Ankh bloodline forever and rejoiced in their victory. Little did they know, a baby girl was smuggled out and hidden in the human world. 

    When Sophie turns eighteen, she is clueless to her secret heritage. Alone and afraid, Sophie can’t explain the flickering lights and exploding glasses, but she knows something isn’t right. Little does she know that she’s now a beacon to all supernatural creatures and leaves a magical signature wherever she goes. 

    When the Falcars learn that Sophie exists, they are determined to end her bloodline once and for all. After an attempt on her life, she joins forces with a gang of supernatural beings and works with them to stop the Falcars from wiping out every immortal on the planet.   

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDark Shadows Publishing
    Release dateNov 25, 2016
    ISBN9781540102577
    Love & Faith: The Vampire & Werewolf Chronicles, #2

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      Love & Faith - Chrissy Peebles

      Prologue

      THIS IS EIGHTEEN-YEAR-old Sophie’s journey. She’s living a normal life and enjoys going to school, planning for college, hanging out with her friends, and working at the local Halloween shop to save up money, but her world is getting ready to crash down all around her.

      But before Sophie’s story starts, it’s time to go back seventeen years ago and see what transpired...

      A thousand years ago, Ankh witches were granted the ability to rid the world of Falcars, a race of evil beings, half-vampire and half-demon, insistent on wreaking havoc and bloodshed all over the planet. The Ankh witches fought to rid the world of this vile scourge, and after centuries of battling them, only a few dozen Falcars remained. Somehow, the Falcars turned the tables and came back strong, killing all the ankh witches, except one married couple who stayed hidden in the shadows. Those two conceived a set of twins and delivered them in secret, only to be tracked down by the vicious Falcars, whose hearts are set on revenge...

      17 years ago...

      HAVE HOPE! THIS CAN’T be the end. Fight with everything you have! Marilyn thought as she placed a crystal necklace around the neck of each of her twin daughters. Every Ankh witch received that special gift at age sixteen, but she knew there was a strong chance she might never see her children again, so she was keen on giving them their presents early. After all, the Falcars had found them, so the clock was ticking. The Catholic church where they hid was completely surrounded by the bloodsucking demons, but a priest bravely offered to sneak the girls out.

      She touched her precious babies’ chubby, rosy faces. They had dark eyes and hair like their daddy. They were both so adorable, and her heart tore asunder as she tried to grasp that she may not have the chance to raise them. Tears dripped down her face as her children, her life, and her world were about to be ripped away from her. Falcars be damned! her head and heart screamed.

      Maybe the priest can send a picture of us with them, Marilyn said.

      No, that wouldn’t be good.

      Why not?

      We can’t risk even one shred of evidence be traced back to us, Eric said softly. It’s the only way to keep their identity safe. He touched her hand. We’ll find the girls again, be reunited with them soon. Getting them out is only a precaution. The Falcars don’t know they exist, and we can never let them find out.

      Marilyn lifted one of her precious babies to her chest and softly rubbed her back. What if we don’t survive this?

      Don’t say that!

      I know you try to look on the positive side, Eric, but we have to be realistic. We are sorely outnumbered. It really comes down to two of us against a small army of Falcars, all of whom wish to destroy us, to end our bloodline forever.

      His lips pressed into a grim line as he realized how right she was. There was little chance of them getting out of the mess alive, because those monsters lived for the moment when they could kill the last two Ankh witches, as they thought them to be. 

      If something happens to us, I’m afraid our girls won’t know anything about their true heritage, she said, weeping. Their magic will take effect on their eighteenth birthday, and they’ll have no idea what’s happening to them.

      The Immortal Council knows about them. They’ll be able to find them, and they’ll tell them all they need to know.

      But what if they don’t? They’ll grow up with no idea of who they are, and if those evil Falcars find out they exist, they’ll have no way to protect themselves. We should have the girls taken to the Immortal Council.

      The priest won’t deliver them there.

      Why not?

      He fears there’s a spy lurking in their midst. He wants to check things out to make sure there are no leaks or dangers. Once he settles that, he’ll tell the Council where the girls are.

      Do you really believe that?

      He’s a good man, Marilyn, and I trust him.

      Well, if he’s so good, he’ll understand why our girls must be taken to the Council right away. I don’t care about his personal opinion. These are Ankh matters that he cannot possibly fully understand, and I know our children will be well protected there. This is our decision, not his!

      I will try to reason with him again, but—

      "There are no buts about it! Only the Council can give them supernatural protection. The priest is hiding them in the normal world. If the Falcars find our precious babies..." She trailed off, unable to even fathom it.

      Don’t worry, my love. The Falcars have no idea our children exist. I promise you the Council will find and protect them when the time is right. The necklaces will also help, and I’m sure we’ll reunite with them in a few months or less.

      She gripped his hands and looked at him sincerely, her eyes full of hope and pain all at once.

      When things settle down, we’ll find our daughters and take them into deep hiding. Right now, though, this place is surrounded by our enemy. If the Falcars catch sight of our children, even a whiff or have any suspicion of their existence... Well, we can’t take that chance. We have to let Father Williams sneak them out. He can easily get by the Falcars, without suspicion or detection.

      I know it seems like we have no other options, but I-I don’t think I can do this, she said, kissing one of her daughters on her soft little forehead.

      He cupped her face. You know we have to, luv.

      Why can’t he sneak us out, too, along with them? she begged. Please don’t separate us. We’re a family, until the end of time.

      The Falcars will detect our magic. The girls don’t have any magic yet. You know this, my darling. Your emotions are causing you to lose sight of reason. I know it is hard, but you mustn’t let your feelings get in the way of what we must do for our children.

      She wept into her hands. I don’t want to leave them. They’re so vulnerable. They need us.

      We can’t fight and protect them at the same time. Once the Falcars discover that our babies were born, they will only need the slightest opening, and they will slaughter them in seconds.

      But I can’t bear leaving them, not even for a few minutes.

      We’ll all be united soon.

      Boom!

      Eric’s eyes grew wide at the terrifying ruckus that echoed throughout the chapel as the walls shook. They’re coming! he exclaimed. We must hurry.

      She kissed each baby and tearfully said goodbye. I’ll see you soon, little ones. I love you more than anything. Be brave.

      The priest took the infants from Marilyn’s trembling arms, and promised he would keep them safe.

      Marilyn let out a long sob as the priest left the room via a hidden door in the wall, carrying her little bundles of joy. She felt like her soul had been ripped from her. As if the tremors in her heart and soul were not bad enough, she also felt vibrations in her feet. Cracks echoed around her, and pillars began to break and wobble. She stumbled, almost losing her balance. Please let the babies get out alive!

      Plaster fell from the ceiling in chunks as the church began to fall. The old building creaked and groaned and even started to sway, the whole floor shifting as if they were in the middle of an earthquake.

      Eric started chanting, and the noise immediately ceased.

      It won’t take them that long to break the spell, she said, taking a steadying breath.

      I know, but we have a few minutes.

      Tears welled in her eyes as their gazes locked. I-I love you, Eric.

      I love you, too. He slowly kissed her lips. Not even death can take that away from us.

      She stared into his gorgeous eyes and found herself lost in them. They were so beautiful, so passionate, so full of life, and somehow, in the midst of all that heartbreak and chaos, Marilyn found a calm solace in his gaze. She pushed his wet hair out of his face. I wish it didn’t have to end this way, so soon.

      The walls thundered as the vampires fought to break the spell.

      She let out a long sob. Then, as she’d always been told might happen at the moment of her death, her life began to flash before her eyes. She was glad to be with Eric, but she wasn’t ready to die. She wanted to be brave, but she was crumbling inside, as quickly as the walls and pillars around her. She had led the best life she could, and she refused to die in that moment, even if she was next to the man who meant the most to her.

      She focused on his beautiful face, and his love made her feel better, even as the end taunted her.

      He leaned his forehead gently against hers. Think of our beautiful little girls, the perfection we created together, he said.

      Yes, she said, weeping. I hope they have a wonderful life.

      He hugged her tightly as a tear ran down his face. He wiped her salty rivers from her cheeks, and she used her thumb to brush his away. Then, the two of them just held one another’s gaze for a long time, trying to ignore the chaos unleashing around them.

      Eric, I... The back of her throat felt dry, and she swallowed hard.

      There was never anybody else for me but you, he said.

      Tears poured from her eyes. You’ve always had my heart from the second I met you.

      If I must die, let it be while I gaze into your beautiful eyes, he said.

      You always know what to say, she whispered, somehow mustering a sheepish smile. Give me that grin of yours, Eric. I want to remember that.

      He smiled for her, and all her fear suddenly melted away.

      Bang! Bang!

      When Marilyn turned to look at the looming death, he softly tilted her chin toward him. Don’t think about the end, he said calmly. He then slowly brushed his lips across hers in a slow, passionate kiss.

      She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him one more time. He gripped her hands and squeezed them tightly. As he looked over at her, she knew it would be the last time she’d ever see his sweet face. Her one true love stayed strong, even when faced with death. He was her rock, and she couldn’t possibly regret making him her husband. I’d marry you all over again, she said.

      He kissed her lips. And you I’d do the same.

      In those last bittersweet moments, she couldn’t stop thinking about what could’ve been. She pictured them on the beach, with four little children running around them—all happy, smiling, and giggling. We could’ve had a beautiful life, raised a fantastic family. More tears fell uncontrollably down her face as random thoughts, dreams that would never come true, filtered through her mind. Could we have conquered the world together? Yes, she muttered to herself, certain they could have if not for the cruel fate heaped upon them by the Falcars. You only find your true soulmate once in a lifetime, Marilyn said between gasps. I’m so glad I found mine.

      Being torn away from you like this is unimaginable, unthinkable. It’s—

      Shh. Like you said, no fear, no sadness. If I’m gonna die, I want it to be in your arms, with both of us smiling at each other.

      And with that, she kissed him and wrapped her arms around him. Even though she should have been scared to death, in that pivotal moment, she felt safe and content in Eric’s embrace. In fact, she had never felt so loved. They continued kissing, ready to go out like star-crossed lovers in a Greek tragedy, and Marilyn was certain that if things had turned out differently, theirs would have been the greatest love story of all time. Romeo and Juliet be damned, she mused. 

      Suddenly, in a flash of red light, the demon vampires broke the spell and teleported in.

      Marilyn created a powerful burst of sheer telekinetic energy and used all her magic might to lift a pillar that had crashed onto the ground, then threw it into the oncoming line of vampires; they disappeared as the pillar crashed where they stood. Run while you can! she roared. You know our kind can kill your kind.

      Their leader, Vincent, faded into view with a smile. Run? he asked and laughed snidely. Why would I do such a cowardly thing when I’m about to make history. Destroying the last Ankh witches will put me in the annals of history as a hero among our people. He turned to one of his vampires. Speaking of that, be sure this is all well documented on video.

      You’re sick! she shouted. We’ve never hunted you.

      Perhaps not you personally, but your kind has. It is time for payback, and every last Ankh witch must die. Your kind has killed many of my friends and loved ones, and your blood shall be the recompense. I am here now, hundreds of years later, to keep that vow I made to wipe you from the face of the Earth.

      Our kind only killed you to stop your vicious reign on mankind. You were killing hundreds of humans every day.

      Ah, yes, I remember the good old days before your people slaughtered everyone. Maybe I’ll rebuild and take over this world, because humans don’t deserve it!

      Marilyn and Eric thrust their arms in the air, and light burst from their fingertips, hitting the ground and a few vampires in a series of violent explosions. Bodies flew everywhere, in a burst of blue flames.

      Streams of magical energy hurled across the room in a glorious display of colors as the last two Ankh witches fought with everything they had against the group that wished to destroy them. They flung countless energy volts about that hissed through the air and hit their marks with precision. The demon vampires crashed into the wall as plaster exploded everywhere.

      Vincent threw up his hands as Eric hurtled a fireball toward him. He disappeared as the fire crashed into the wall. When he reappeared, his hands were wrapped around Eric’s neck. Marilyn lit a flame in the palm of her hand, but it wavered as she fought to remain calm. When she pitched it, another vampire deflected it, and it crashed into the ceiling to her left and sizzled away.

      Another group of vampires jumped on top of Eric, and Marilyn let out a shrill scream. No! she yelled hysterically.

      In a flash, Vincent’s hands were wrapped around her neck. He laughed as he squeezed, tighter and tighter. Goodbye, little Ankh witch, he said, slowly sucking the life out of her.

      Marilyn’s body trembled and thrashed as she closed her eyes. She felt overwhelmed, frantic, scared, and helpless as her lungs burned, begging for air.

      How about a taste? one of the others asked.

      No, Vincent said. I refuse to drink from a bloodline so tainted.

      As psychedelic spots invaded her vision and everything blurred around her, Marilyn felt a tinge of gratitude that her daughters had been whisked away, just in the nick of time. Her only relief was to know that they were safe, hidden from the Falcars. She could feel it deep inside as she felt her life slip away. I love you, sweet girls.

      His fingers loosened, and he allowed her a gasp for air as he gazed into her eyes. There’s only one way to kill you two. Fire. It’s the most fitting way for a witch to die.

      No! Marilyn shouted.

      Let’s take this outside, Vincent said. Shall we?

      AS THEY WERE TIED TO a wooden stake, a sharp cry echoed through the cold night air.

      Marilyn... Eric turned his head to the side and tried to cough. Honey, stay with me.

      I’m sorry, Eric, another voice cut sharply over the growing hiss of the fire, but you really shouldn’t give her false hope. If you really care about her, you will tell her the truth. The quicker you die, the quicker it will all be over. The two of you have put on an admirable show, but your time is up, Vincent continued, stepping over the body of one of his lieutenants, with little more than passing interest. It was...much better than I expected. I’ve always heard that Ankh witches present a great challenge, but you two have been out of the game for a while now, he said, cocking his head curiously to one side as he stared at Eric. Too long, I suppose."

      He watched with a flicker of interest as a crackling flame began creeping toward Eric’s leg. It sizzled around the bottom of his shoe, and the vampire’s lips turned up in a smile. Makes me wonder what the two of you were doing all that time.

      Eric spat in his face, even as the rubber on the sole of his boot began to melt, filling the air with an acrid stench. That horrible stink was followed by the even more ominous smell of burnt flesh.

      Eric...

      A muffled sob drew everyone’s attention to Marilyn, who was helplessly straining against the ropes that bound her.

      Please...

      Eric’s face broke with a truly heartbreaking expression, and his hands stretched blindly behind him, toward hers. Their fingers interlaced, all four tied at the wrists, and he squeezed with all his might.

      Vincent kicked the burning logs closer, toward their legs, irritated that even in that clearly orchestrated moment, the two of them only had eyes for each other, refusing to play his game. I’ve already won! he spat, laughing maniacally as the flames drew closer and closer. I’ve destroyed the Ankh race, rendered them extinct, obliterated from Planet Earth. Now we, the Falcars, shall be unstoppable!

      The two of them were weighted down with rope and chain, trapped in the middle of a quickly growing inferno. The logs beneath Marilyn’s feet suddenly split open with a roar, and a river of molten ember splashed upon her bare legs.

      The night echoed with an ear-splitting scream: Marilyn! Eric strained with all his might, but he was unable to help

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