Holiday With A Vampire II
A Christmas Kiss\The Vampire Who Stole Christmas
What the—?"
That's all Sergeant Brett Cooper had time for when the headlights of his cruiser speared into the figure who seemed to have dropped out of the December night sky. She froze, caught like a deer in the swath of light, and Brett yanked the cruiser's wheel.
The black-and-white fishtailed wildly on the frost-rimmed dirt road. Brett had to employ every skill learned during his eleven years with the Oklahoma Highway Patrol to keep the squad car from skidding into one of the bur oaks crowding the narrow country road. Cursing, he pumped the brakes and brought the Crown Vic to a lurching halt.
His muscles had gone wire tight under the bulletproof vest he hadn't had time to shed since coming off shift. Rolling his shoulders to unkink them, he aimed the cruiser's powerful side spot at the woman now lurching toward the patrol car. She threw up an arm to block the vicious beam, but not before Brett registered the essentials to call in a report if necessary.
Female, Caucasian or possible Hispanic. No blood or visible signs of injury. Hair, dark red, long and wavy. ... read full excerpt from: Holiday With a Vampire II ebook
