The Vampire's Quest
The orchestra music playing in the elevator, as it ascended to the ninth floor of the Nouveau Monde medical center, was driving Kellen Falcon mad. Or maybe it was the disease rushing through his veins that had finally pushed him over the edge.
The other people in the elevator must have noticed his growing agitation, since they were pressed against the walls, away from him. It couldn't possibly be his appearance anymore. He ran a hand through his newly grown-in brown hair. It was quite a change from his usual bald pate. All his piercings were gone; his body couldn't tolerate the metal invasion any longer.
He looked just like everyone else now. Sometimes he had to admit that looking in the mirror surprised him. Gone was the crazy-looking vampire with issues. His recently acquired blood disorder had taken care of all that.
He'd only been in the Otherworlder European city for five days now, but it was enough for the culture shock to grate on his nerves. Usually a carefree, whatever-makes-you-happy kind of guy, Kellen found the laid-back, meandering quality of the city strangely annoying. Even the quaint architecture and cobblestone streets bothered him. Walking out from his ... read full excerpt from: The Vampire's Quest ebook
