[Sidhi Summer Camp 02] • Vampire's Forbidden Territory

Series: Sídhí Summer Camp #2

Katie, Jared, and the rest of the gang battle to stay alive in Vampire’s Forbidden Territory, the second book in the Sídhí Summer Camp series. The second book is a stand-alone adventure, but also continues the underlying storyline of the Sídhí Summer Camp series.

Seventeen-year-old, Katie McQuillen is a halfling (vampire/elf mix) in a world where halflings are not acceptable members of polite society. Unfortunately, her grandpa is chairman of the Vampire High Council and she is forced into attending a summer camp meant to create peace between the Sídhí races.

In Sídhí Summer Camp #1, Katie finds out the hard way peace is not what the Dragon Council is after. The camp is an elaborate charade; a trap set by the council to catch the Khr'Vurr, a terrorist organization based in Dragon Valley.

There are consequences to finding out the Dragon Council’s true plan. Katie and Jared are now considered the perfect bait to catch members of the Khr'Vurr.

As if being bait isn’t bad enough, Katie realizes a future with Jared, a full blood vampire, may not be possible after all.

Contained within the e-book:

Vampire’s Forbidden Territory: 43,500 words

Glossary: 2,400 words

Character List: 500 words

Guardian’s Beloved Mate Snippet: 315 words

Note: Book contains mild language, minor sexual innuendo and multiple POV’s.

Snippet:

Jared’s cheek rubbed against Katie’s hair. “I agree,” he said, letting her know he had been following her train of thought.

Since they had bonded, several days earlier, they had maintained a feather-light mental touch on each other. Nothing intrusive, but glimpsing your beloved’s thoughts or having him answer an unspoken thought made her feel special.

He chuckled, kissing her neck. A firm feeling of pleasure pulsed from him as he agreed with her unspoken view on sharing their thoughts. “As long as you keep your pert little nose out of my head at Christmas time.”

“My nose is not pert,” she said, unsuccessfully trying to keep the laughter out of her voice, but knew it didn’t work. He felt her humor as clear as she felt his.

“Hmmm, your sweet little nose felt pert last night when you...” he grunted to a stop as her elbow caught him between two ribs.

Her face turned beet red as she snuggled deeper in his embrace. “Wretch,” she grumbled. “We agreed the nose episode was not to be spoken about, not ever.”

“Mia Cara, having your nose, covering in whipped cream…”

“Enough,” she groaned, covering her face with both hands.

He snuggled against her neck, gently kissing her. “I love the taste of Mia Cara flavored whipped cream.”