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Today I’m on the ‘The Vampire’s Curse’ blogtour, organised by Silver Dagger Book Tours.
About the Author :
J.G. Gatewood is the author of the Keepers of the Orbs Fantasy Series and other writing projects. The first three books in the series (The Unknown Man, The Rising Past, A Shadow Within) are available on Amazon, as are his YA Fantasy novel, The Final Offering, and his Sci-Fi short story, Redemption.
When J.G. Gatewood is not writing, he is a full-time Subject Matter Expert and an avid reader.
He lives in Parker, Colorado with his wife of 16 years, and two sons. In what little free time he has remaining, he is usually busy brewing his own beer, crafting his own wine or enjoying a fine cigar.
Title: The Vampire’s Curse: Life Eternal
Genre: Adult Urban Fantasy
There’s no other way to say it; cancer is a bitch. When I was fifteen, Doctor’s diagnosed me with a rare brain tumor and gave me five years to live. With my death imminent, I made a deal with the Devil. Well, not the real Devil, but one of his minions for sure. Out of options, I accepted an offer for eternal life. I agreed to become a vampire. And all I had to offer in exchange was one year of service to a Duke named Aldric. What is one year in the grand scheme of things? Especially, when I’d live forever.
Now, two years later, I have a different view of vampires. I live in the shadows and have no contact with any of my friends or family. I hate what I’ve become and If I could go back and do it all over again, I would. To make matters worse, Aldric is summoning me for my one year of service. When I refuse, they hunt me like an animal. I’m run over by a car and witness my mother’s death at the hands of Aldric’s minions. No one stands up to-let alone refuses-Aldric, but enough is enough. I can’t live like this. I’m always watching over my shoulder, and fear each new person I meet is on a mission to kill me. This is not a second lease on life; its torture and the only way it will end is if I kill Aldric. It’s time for him to die.
Guest Post :
Something really interesting that happened to me!
I’m dating myself now, but at the start of my senior year of high school, I was hiking with some friends. I live in a southern suburb of Denver and the Rocky Mountains are literally a forty-five-minute drive away. One day a week into the school year, I was working my job at McDonald’s. Two friends—Nick and Fabian—and I all worked the opening shift which meant we started at 5 AM, but we were done at 1 PM. After our shift, we decided to hang out and all jumped into my best friends car. We started driving west with no destination in mind. An hour later, we were well into the mountains just north of Deckers. We parked in a parking lot near a river and climbed to the top of an outcropping. Just getting to the top, we all almost fell, but we didn’t and made it to the top. We chatted and smoked cigarettes for a time before we realized we needed to head back. Nick, who was an Eagle Scout, gazed over the edge where we made our initial climb and said it was too dangerous to go back that way. He wanted to look for another way. Being the ridiculous seventeen-year-old I was, I thought I was invincible and sent them on their way while I checked it out for myself. The edge was loose granite and I unfortunately slipped. I fell close to forty feet and rolled another hundred (or more feet) before stopping on the side of the hill thanks to a large boulder. Nick and Fabian found me. Flight for Life had to get me and I was the passenger on my first ever helicopter ride. At the end of the day, I broke both arms, broke three ribs, collapsed a lung, lacerated my liver, and crushed 4 vertebrae in my neck (they were almost the same vertebrae that Christopher Reeves broke). I was lucky. I spent twelve weeks in a halo, but have no lasting repercussions. I can walk just fine. I firmly believe Nick’s Eagle Scout training saved my life that day. I don’t remember anything, but Nick told me I wanted to get up, claiming I was fine. He knew I wasn’t and held me on the ground while also splinting my arms until help arrived. He was back then and continues to be my best friend to this day. I’m forever thankful.
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