New Immortals Book I
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Can one woman save an immortal race on the brink of extinction?
Laura Whitney is the newest member of the Paranormal Intelligence Agency. Too bad she feels like a complete fraud. Failing sections of her training didn’t stop the P.I.A. from passing her, because no one has a talent like hers. Unfortunately, it’s killing her.
Valentino Moretti had forsaken his race long ago. Now, on the brink of extinction, with his demon long gone from the world he welcomes his death. He feels nothing.
When his brother is assassinated and the P.I.A. is called in to investigate, Valentino vows to avenge his murder before seeking his death but the new agent sent in to interview him changes everything. With his demon awakening for a woman that shouldn’t exist and an unseen foe seeking his destruction. Can this predator tame the beast within long enough to ensnare the heart of the only human alive that can save him?
Valentino watched in silence as the bullet hit Rico in the forehead.
Rico staggered before straightening his immaculate pinstriped suit. “When will they learn that bullets have no effect on...” He twitched then fell to the marble floor. His eyes rolled back in his head as his body seized before going slack.
Valentino rushed down the curved staircase to his brother’s side. “Rico.” He studied the perfect dark features that were similar to his own. Nothing. He reached out to his remaining brother. Dante get in here. Rico is dead.
Dante strode into the entrance as Rico’s blood spread across the white marble. “Rico get up. You have not played a prank in decades.”
Valentino stood. “He is dead.” He wanted to feel the loss of his youngest brother. To feel anything.
Dante knelt. “Impossible. Bullets have no effect on us.”
“I have tried to connect with him. There is nothing. He is gone.” He remembered everything about his brother. The one that had given them so much joy growing up. His sense of humor his caring nature. While Rico had held some remnants of emotion for his family, Valen felt nothing.
Dante stood. “Do you feel his loss?”
“No. My demon began his decline before yours did.”
Valen looked at the widening pool of blood. “Our time on this earth draws nigh but we will find Rico’s murderer before we seek our death.”
Dante inclined his head. “Agreed. How should we proceed?”
“I will call the Paranormal Intelligence Agency. They may have heard of this new weapon and who is wielding it.”
Dante glanced out the intricate French doors. “Do you think the PIA will help us?”
“Their agenda is unclear but your contact there can get us the information we need,” Valen said.
Dante nodded. “This is the first sign of open aggression against us. This will come to the human’s attention.”
“That is the reason the PIA will help us. They seem intent in keeping our existence hidden. At least for now.” It was a decision he agreed with.
Dante pulled his cell phone from his suit pocket. “I will inform the council before reaching out to our contact there.” Dante moved away to make his calls.
Valen walked to the large bay window that overlooked the manicured grounds. There was a time he would have found his surroundings beautiful. He touched the intricate pattern in the glass, wishing he could feel the cold texture against his skin. So, this is the end. He thought there would be some semblance of sorrow. Regret. Something. But after hundreds of years of not finding a bride, there was only a black void that he could never escape.
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