Author: Angeline Kace
Publisher: Accendo Press (April 30th, 2013)
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Review: Descended By Blood (Vampire Born, #1)
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Synopsis: Two guys who’ve stolen her heart.
Three races and only one of them worthy.
Countless enemies with insatiable bloodlust for power.
Will one girl's curse ultimately save her?
Half-vampire Brooke Keller barely survived the slaying of her worst enemy, only to learn that Zladislov—the world's most powerful vampire, leader of the vampire world, and her father—wants her dead. However, this time, she's not only fighting vampires but a raging monster within her that endangers what's left of her humanity. And when a deadly disease threatens to take her best friend's life, Brooke tries to convince Kaitlynn to accept a monster of her own: becoming a Zao Duh.
As a former slave to the Pijawikas, Mirko is driven to protect the innocent at all costs, but he has never faced a foe more formidable than Zladislov. And when the Commission bears down on Brooke, Mirko finds the stream of enemies runs deeper than he ever imagined.
Brooke has a HUGE choice to make between two guys. Mirko wanted Brooke to have a real date. A real human date. It all started with the first part of this post. >>>CHECK OUT PART ONE OF THEIR DATE HERE<<< before reading the continuation of the date, here in this post below.
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Brook & Mirko's Date - Part Two
Mirko and I got to work on toilet papering the rose bushes. “You start on that end, and I’ll start over here,” He said as he wound his toilet paper around the far bush.
I couldn’t help but keep looking up at him while I wound and tucked the string of tissue around the branches. It was dark and the street light did little but cast shadows on the property Mirko chose for us, but I could still make out his strong jaw line, and the upturn of his lips as he worked on his bush. Toilet papering seemed like such a normal thing to do. And the fact that Mirko went out of his way to give me this experience made me want to drop my rolls and make out with him right here in the bushes.
We worked on each bush, moving inward toward one another. As soon as I finished the last one, Mirko stepped back and appraised our work. “Not bad for an amateur, Slatki. Not bad at all.”
I wadded up some tissue and threw it at him. “This is your first time too, so if it’s sloppy, I’m blaming it on you.”
He appraised me with a crooked smile as he closed the distance between us. “It’s toilet papering. I don’t think it’s supposed to be neat.”
I pushed his shoulder with my free hand, but he caught my hands and held them to my chest, leaning in and giving me a quick kiss on the lips.
“Now the trees,” he said as he released me.
My insides were twirling with giddiness. Excitement from doing something that we shouldn’t be doing and could get in trouble if we got caught. And excitement over doing it in the dark with Mirko.
From the way he grinned and stole glances up at me I think he felt the same way.
Mirko took a roll of toilet paper out of his bag, held on to the loose end and flung the roll over the tree. The roll broke free from the trail he held onto and rolled out into the darkened street. “Well, that didn’t go as expected.”
I chuckled, no longer able to be as quiet as I wanted to be. “And you said you weren’t a cheap date. I’d say you sure bought the cheap toilet paper.”
Mirko took out another roll from his bag and aimed it at me.
I ran across the yard and hid behind the other tree.
He sped over to me, unwinding the toilet paper in his hand. I laughed as he chased me around the trunk, flinging sheets of toilet paper at me. “No using your Pijawikian speed,” he said as he grabbed the hood of my sweater and spun me around.
I tried to push his hands free of me, but he held tight with one hand and spun the toilet paper around me with the other. “The house. The house!” I squealed, trying to be quiet but failing.
Now he was laughing too. Of course. He always thinks he’s funny.
Street lights flicked onto the street and grew as the car came closer to the house.
Mirko dropped his toilet paper and grabbed my hand.
I tore the wrapped toilet paper off of me as we booked it down the block. We didn’t get far before the car was close enough that its passengers could have spotted us.
“Take cover,” Mirko said. He dropped to his knees and army crawled along the driveway and underneath a neighbor’s boat.
I dropped to the ground and followed him under. When I was halfway hidden, he grabbed under my arms and pulled me completely under, then rolled so he was flat on his back and I was on top of him.
The surprise of our position took my breath away, and I gasped.
“Shhh,” he whispered.
“I’m trying,” I said once I caught my breath. I trembled from the adrenaline rush of almost getting caught, but also because my body was flush with Mirko’s.
A car door slammed and then foot steps sounded loudly toward us. “I know you didn’t get far,” an angry voice yelled closer to our hiding spot than I preferred. “I just saw you run away.”
My heart thumbed triple time in my chest, and I inhaled deeply through my nose to keep from squealing or making any other sound that might give us away.
Mirko cupped the sides of my face and pulled me down to him, kissing me on the mouth and distracting me in a way I didn’t think I’d like as much in such a predicament.
But I did. I liked it. A lot.
Our breathing was heavy from our flight, but I relaxed into his kiss, being as quiet as I could with every move of my mouth.
“You delinquents. Get out here and clean this up before I call the cops.”
Mirko’s mouth froze in place with mine, and I felt a slight grin take over the shape of his lips.
I couldn’t help myself and started to smile as well, my exhale coming out on a slight laugh.
He threw his hand over my mouth and smothered any sound that I might have been made. He thumbed toward the back of the boat to the neighbor’s back yard.
I nodded, and he slowly rolled me off of him onto the cold concrete. He turned onto his stomach and crawled toward the back yard. I followed him, wishing I could do it as soundless and as smooth as he did.
When he reached the darkest area of the driveway, he slid out from under the boat and put his hand out to me to help me up. We sidestepped along the dark shadows of the house into the back yard, then sprinted across the grass to the edge of the property.
Mirko jumped the fence in silence and made sure I didn’t make any sound getting over it before he turned forward again, grabbed my hand, and ran.
We cut through the yard we jumped into, circled the block and then bee-lined it to the car.
Once inside and moving away from the scene of our crime, we both let out all the laughter we couldn’t hold in anymore.
“That was awesome,” I said.
He looked at me and smiled. “I’m glad you had fun, Slatki.”His eyes were sincere and drew me into their depths.
“And you didn’t leave me.”
“I’d never leave you, Slatki. No matter how small the consequences are, I’ll always make sure you get away.”
My heart melted. We stopped at a red light and I leaned over to kiss him.
He pulled away when the light turned green, but he grabbed my hand and held it as he drove the car home. Both of us smiling the whole way.
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I couldn’t help but keep looking up at him while I wound and tucked the string of tissue around the branches. It was dark and the street light did little but cast shadows on the property Mirko chose for us, but I could still make out his strong jaw line, and the upturn of his lips as he worked on his bush. Toilet papering seemed like such a normal thing to do. And the fact that Mirko went out of his way to give me this experience made me want to drop my rolls and make out with him right here in the bushes.
We worked on each bush, moving inward toward one another. As soon as I finished the last one, Mirko stepped back and appraised our work. “Not bad for an amateur, Slatki. Not bad at all.”
I wadded up some tissue and threw it at him. “This is your first time too, so if it’s sloppy, I’m blaming it on you.”
He appraised me with a crooked smile as he closed the distance between us. “It’s toilet papering. I don’t think it’s supposed to be neat.”
I pushed his shoulder with my free hand, but he caught my hands and held them to my chest, leaning in and giving me a quick kiss on the lips.
“Now the trees,” he said as he released me.
My insides were twirling with giddiness. Excitement from doing something that we shouldn’t be doing and could get in trouble if we got caught. And excitement over doing it in the dark with Mirko.
From the way he grinned and stole glances up at me I think he felt the same way.
Mirko took a roll of toilet paper out of his bag, held on to the loose end and flung the roll over the tree. The roll broke free from the trail he held onto and rolled out into the darkened street. “Well, that didn’t go as expected.”
I chuckled, no longer able to be as quiet as I wanted to be. “And you said you weren’t a cheap date. I’d say you sure bought the cheap toilet paper.”
Mirko took out another roll from his bag and aimed it at me.
I ran across the yard and hid behind the other tree.
He sped over to me, unwinding the toilet paper in his hand. I laughed as he chased me around the trunk, flinging sheets of toilet paper at me. “No using your Pijawikian speed,” he said as he grabbed the hood of my sweater and spun me around.
I tried to push his hands free of me, but he held tight with one hand and spun the toilet paper around me with the other. “The house. The house!” I squealed, trying to be quiet but failing.
Now he was laughing too. Of course. He always thinks he’s funny.
Street lights flicked onto the street and grew as the car came closer to the house.
Mirko dropped his toilet paper and grabbed my hand.
I tore the wrapped toilet paper off of me as we booked it down the block. We didn’t get far before the car was close enough that its passengers could have spotted us.
“Take cover,” Mirko said. He dropped to his knees and army crawled along the driveway and underneath a neighbor’s boat.
I dropped to the ground and followed him under. When I was halfway hidden, he grabbed under my arms and pulled me completely under, then rolled so he was flat on his back and I was on top of him.
The surprise of our position took my breath away, and I gasped.
“Shhh,” he whispered.
“I’m trying,” I said once I caught my breath. I trembled from the adrenaline rush of almost getting caught, but also because my body was flush with Mirko’s.
A car door slammed and then foot steps sounded loudly toward us. “I know you didn’t get far,” an angry voice yelled closer to our hiding spot than I preferred. “I just saw you run away.”
My heart thumbed triple time in my chest, and I inhaled deeply through my nose to keep from squealing or making any other sound that might give us away.
Mirko cupped the sides of my face and pulled me down to him, kissing me on the mouth and distracting me in a way I didn’t think I’d like as much in such a predicament.
But I did. I liked it. A lot.
Our breathing was heavy from our flight, but I relaxed into his kiss, being as quiet as I could with every move of my mouth.
“You delinquents. Get out here and clean this up before I call the cops.”
Mirko’s mouth froze in place with mine, and I felt a slight grin take over the shape of his lips.
I couldn’t help myself and started to smile as well, my exhale coming out on a slight laugh.
He threw his hand over my mouth and smothered any sound that I might have been made. He thumbed toward the back of the boat to the neighbor’s back yard.
I nodded, and he slowly rolled me off of him onto the cold concrete. He turned onto his stomach and crawled toward the back yard. I followed him, wishing I could do it as soundless and as smooth as he did.
When he reached the darkest area of the driveway, he slid out from under the boat and put his hand out to me to help me up. We sidestepped along the dark shadows of the house into the back yard, then sprinted across the grass to the edge of the property.
Mirko jumped the fence in silence and made sure I didn’t make any sound getting over it before he turned forward again, grabbed my hand, and ran.
We cut through the yard we jumped into, circled the block and then bee-lined it to the car.
Once inside and moving away from the scene of our crime, we both let out all the laughter we couldn’t hold in anymore.
“That was awesome,” I said.
He looked at me and smiled. “I’m glad you had fun, Slatki.”His eyes were sincere and drew me into their depths.
“And you didn’t leave me.”
“I’d never leave you, Slatki. No matter how small the consequences are, I’ll always make sure you get away.”
My heart melted. We stopped at a red light and I leaned over to kiss him.
He pulled away when the light turned green, but he grabbed my hand and held it as he drove the car home. Both of us smiling the whole way.
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