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Guest ~ Michael J. Lee

December 5, 2011

I love Twitter – and what’s not to like about someone whose Twitter Handle is GoldenAgeofGeek! So Michael and I have been trading Follow Friday tweets and RTs for longer than I can keep track of, and it seemed like it was finally time to “meet.” I’m so glad we did – and here’s his guest post, celebrating his recent release: From Russia With Blood.

Sometimes nothing spices up a good romance like a little life threatening danger. Spy novels have long had plenty of kiss kiss to go with the bang bang. The knowledge that tomorrow could be your last makes everything taste sweeter, everything. That’s been the appeal of 007 since his creation. He was the quintessential man of action, as confident with a Walther PPK as in the bedroom. It was that mix of danger and sex appeal that I had in mind when I combined James Bond with a vampire to create Ian Redd. Ian is a tough, sophisticated and mysterious man. And that’s how our heroine first meets him. She doesn’t know anything except there are people are out to kill her and this man is the only one who will protect her.

Would you trust a tall dark stranger from out of nowhere with your life? What if he drank human blood?

Instantly he was right next to her. One hand gripped her shoulder and yanked her backward. His other hand held something that flashed brightly. There was a loud echoing sound.
Pop! Pop! Pop!
Gunfire. He’s got a gun!
Larissa stumbled away from Ian. She saw the speeding auto tear down the center of the road. It swerved toward her as she ran.
There was a dark alley immediately behind her. She sprinted into it. It looked narrow. She didn’t think a car could follow. She hoped it couldn’t.
She was ten steps down the alley when she heard a huge crash behind her. She felt it too and half stumbled for a few steps. Larissa whipped her head around and saw the car with its hood crumpled around the corner of the alley. The headlights were flickering and the horn blared.
She slowed a little bit. The car horn stopped blaring. The driver’s side door opened with a crunch and a large man in a dark suit kicked his way out. He staggered into the mouth of the alley clutching his forehead. Larissa saw blood oozing from a cut on his scalp. Then she saw the gun in his other hand. The man raised it at her.
She stood frozen. Was this it? The moment her dreams had warned her about?
Pop! Pop! Pop!
It was the same sound as before. Sharp and loud like fireworks on the Fourth of July. The man hadn’t fired. He stumbled and then fell awkwardly to the ground. She’d never seen a dead body before but she knew that man was dead. He lay in such a twisted manner there could be no doubt.
A shadow approached the alley.
Larissa tore herself from the spot and ran.
She looked back once and saw a tall figure enter the alley. She was on the verge of recognizing him when she smacked into something large and heavy.
Two burly men had jumped out of the shadows and she had run right into their arms. She screamed with all her might as they lifted her off the ground. She kicked and flailed around.
“Is this her?” asked one man in a rough voice.
“Who cares. Shut her up!” came the answer.
A hand like sandpaper clamped down over her mouth and smothered her screams. She saw the black metal of a gun barrel. It hovered above her forehead. She bit down hard on the hand but it wouldn’t let go, even as her teeth tore through the skin.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw the tall figure streaking down the alley toward them. It was Ian. He was moving faster than any man she’d ever seen. It didn’t seem real. She’d been to the Central Park Zoo once. There she’d seen a snow leopard dash across its enclosure. It moved so fast and so fluid, like lightning. That was what it was like watching Ian move. There was nothing human about it.
Her attackers dropped her. She fell on her butt as Ian collided with the two of them like a train. There was a flurry of blows. One dropped to the ground. He crumpled like the man at the mouth of the alley and Larissa knew he was dead.
She backed away from the fight. Broken glass and other bits of debris scraped and cut her hands and rear end but she barely noticed. She was too busy watching the fight. What little fight there was.
Ian seized the other man. The brute was nearly twice his size but Ian held him tight and forced him to his knees. They were standing over a sodium lamp and by its pale light she saw the fangs gleaming inside Ian’s mouth.

From Russia With Blood is available at the following links:

Smashwords       Kindle       Nook

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4 Comments leave one →
  1. December 5, 2011 10:46 am


    Thank you so much for having me on your wonderful! It was indeed a pleasure to finally “meet” you as well!

    Happy Holidays to you and all your followers!


    Michael J Lee

  2. December 5, 2011 10:47 am

    LOL, I meant Adriana.

    My finger slipped.

  3. adrianakraft permalink
    December 5, 2011 11:09 am

    Thanks, Michael, so glad to have you here – your book sounds terrific, packed with suspense, action and shock. Loved the excerpt!

  4. December 5, 2011 2:55 pm

    Thank you! You know it makes a great stocking stuffer! Because it takes up literally no room at all 😉

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