H.T. Night's 8-Book Vampire Box Set

1. Vampire Love Story

2. The Werewolf Whisperer

3. Forever and Always

4. Vampires vs. Werewolves

5. Werewolf Love Story: Part One

6. Werewolf Love Story: Part Two

7. The Rise of Kyro

8. Bad Blood

by

H.T. NIGHT

Acclaim for the novels of H.T. Night:

“
Vampire Love Story
is a passionate
story that is told from a refreshing perspective. This book was a
blast. Night invents a brand new world for the Vampire genre. Great
Job!”

—
Summer Lee
, author of
Angel
Heart
and
Kindred Spirits

“
Vampire Love Story
is a hip and
timely vampire novel filled with real characters and some of the
coolest vampires since
The Lost Boys
! You’re going to love
Night’s completely original take on the supernatural.”

—
J.R. Rain
, author of
Moon
Dance
and
The Body Departed

“Night is a true story teller.
Winning
Sarah’s Heart
is thoughtful and inspirational! I enjoyed the
ride.”

—
Elaine Babich
, author
You Never
Called Me Princess
and
Relatively Normal

OTHER BOOKS BY H.T. NIGHT

The Fourth Sunrise

Romeo and Juliet: A Vampire and Werewolf Love
Story

VAMPIRE LOVE STORY SERIES

Vampire Love Story

The Werewolf Whisperer

Forever and Always

Vampires vs. Werewolves

One Love

Divine Blood

Sons of Josiah

ENTWINED SERIES

Werewolf Love Story: Part One

Werewolf Love Story: Part Two

The Rise of Kyro

Loving Maya

Werewolf Without a Cause

VAMPIRE SUPERHERO SERIES

with Elizabeth Basque

Vampire Superhero No. 1

Vampire Superhero No. 2

Vampire Superhero No. 3

WINNING SARAH’S HEART SERIES

1. Episode One: Back to School

2. Episode Two: Boys Being Boys

3. Episode Three: Looking Good, Cody
Greer

4. Episode Four: Saying Goodbye

5. Episode Five: Something Special about
Silence

6. Episode Six: Junior High

7. Episode Seven: Finding Cody

8. Episode Eight: Lovesick Quarterback

9. Episode Nine: A Very Cody Christmas

WITH J.R. RAIN AND SCOTT NICHOLSON

Bad Blood

POETRY

Everlasting Love

SCREENPLAYS

Getting Yours

Jocks

H.T. NIGHT’S 8-BOOK VAMPIRE BOX SET

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Copyright © 2012 by H.T. Night

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Vampire Love Story

The Werewolf
Whisperer

Forever and Always

Vampires vs.
Werewolves

Werewolf Love Story: Part
One

Werewolf Love Story: Part
Two

The Rise of Kyro

Bad Blood

Reading Samples

About the Author

Book #1

Published by H.T. Night at Smashwords.com

Copyright © 2010 by H.T. Night

All rights reserved.

(
Author’s note:
All characters
depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.)

Dedication

I dedicate this novel to my family.

Acknowledgment

Special thanks to J.R. Rain and Sandy
Johnston for all their help.

Chapter One

I rolled over in my bed and looked at the
time on my cell phone. It was 9:30 p.m. and my twenty-minute power
nap had turned into a two-hour snooze. Oops.

I glanced out my bedroom window to check the
weather conditions. It was completely dark with a lot of wind.
Definitely not ideal jogging conditions, but it would have to do. I
needed to get in a workout or Tommy was going to kill me for
slacking off. My best friend, Tommy, often got on my case, which
was ironic, because the guy was always getting into trouble
himself.

I threw off my blankets and pushed myself
out of bed. I gave one good yawn with a long stretch then plopped
back on my bed. I knew if I didn’t run at this very moment, there
was no way I’d run at any other point in the night. It was now or
never.

I am a professional mixed martial arts
fighter, and training to be the best has many drawbacks. The worst
one, by far, is working out when my body is dead tired. The last
thing I wanted to do tonight was exercise, but I knew I had to push
past my desire to be lazy. Because right about now, grabbing a bowl
of Cap’n Crunch cereal and flipping on an episode of CSI sounded a
whole lot better than running the streets of San Bernardino in the
dark of night.

There was a knock at my bedroom door.

“Come in,” I called out.

“You decent?” It was Tommy, and he was just
outside my door. Not only was the guy my best friend, he was also
my housemate.

“Would I say ‘Come in’ if I wasn’t decent?”
I laughed.

The door swung open slowly, and there stood
Tommy, wearing nothing more than a tiny towel, showing off his
perfectly chiseled body. He motioned to his abs and said, “Maybe
because you are secretly in love with this.” He flexed his stomach
muscles and popped a sexy pose.

Damn, he was a clown.

“Save it for your girl groupies, bro. What
do you want, Tommy?”

“I want to borrow some cologne. Is that cool
with you?”

“Go ahead. They’re on top of the
dresser.”

He clapped his hands and strode into my room
over to my dresser where I had a collection of cologne. I had
everything from Old Spice to high-end brands that cost a plenty
penny in the nicer stores.

I watched as Tommy looked for his favorite.
He was like a kid in a grocery store, trying to pick out a favorite
cereal.

“So, what’s with the cologne?” I asked.

“I got a date with that box girl at the
supermarket, and I want to smell real nice, if you know what I’m
saying.”

“You finally got the nerve to ask her
out?”

“It had nothing to do with nerve, brother. I
finally wanted to ask her out. She’s been eye-balling me for
years.”

I rolled my eyes and started to get dressed
for my run. “So, it took you two years to want to ask her out?
That’s the story you’re going to stick with?”

“You know me, Josiah. I like to take things
slow before I go in for the kill.”

“That sounds very romantic,” I said.

“Kid, when are you going to realize that
romance only gets you hurt in the end?” he replied. “I’m done
trying to Don Juan my way around girls. I’m taking a cue from the
wild animal kingdom.”

“You’re just going to jump on top of women
and not even say hello?” I laughed.

“No. I’m just not going to waste unnecessary
time making beds in a burning house.”

“Okay, that analogy makes no sense. Which is
the burning house? The women or the romance?”

Tommy thought about it and then laughed. “It
made a lot more sense in my head than it did out loud.”

“I bet it did. Where are you taking
her?”

“I’m taking her to Murphy’s.”

“Wow, classy.” Murphy’s was the fanciest
place to eat in San Bernardino. It had it all: ambiance, location,
and hot female clientele. “You sure you’re not trying to romance
this girl? I only take a girl to Murphy’s if she earned it.”

“She will,” Tommy replied.

“All I’m saying is you better keep your eyes
on your date and not the waitresses.”

Tommy picked the cologne he wanted from the
top dresser. Of course, the guy picked my favorite cologne, Drakkar
Noir. He sprayed his upper body and both his legs and even lifted
his towel to do a meticulous squirt inside the towel.

“That’s enough. You wear the cologne. Don’t
let the cologne wear you.” I walked over and grabbed the bottle
from Tommy’s hand. “Like I said, you’re all class.” I pushed Tommy
out of my room. “Now get out, so I can get ready for my run.”

Tommy stopped himself and turned around. He
looked at me seriously, which he rarely did. “Don’t run too far
tonight. I’ve got a weird feeling.”

“You do?” I asked, legitimately concerned.
Tommy’s feelings were eerie. I shrugged. “Okay, I’ll be careful.
I’ll run to the college and back.”

“Get back in an hour and you’ll be fine.”
Tommy thought for a second and then added, “Yeah, an hour will be
fine. One more thing, Josiah, the Commission is going to let us
know tomorrow who we’ll fight next month.”

Tommy was also a professional fighter, and
good enough to be a contender for the title.

“I hope the Commission will give me a real
fight this time,
I said. “Maybe I’ll have a shot to move up in the rankings.” The
Commission tended to think I was still a cherry, and they were
taking me along a lot slower than I wanted.

“Maybe if you didn’t wait till 10:00 o’clock
at night to get in a workout, you would be ready to have better
fights.”

I sighed. Tommy always brought up my workout
regimen. Tommy and I couldn’t be more different when it came to our
workout routines. Tommy’s workouts were epic. They made pro boxers’
workouts look tame. I, on the hand, have always gotten by on pure
talent. I have an insane ability to fight and my instincts are off
the charts. I got away with hardly working out, and finally, it has
caught up with me.

“You know you and I will never agree on how
I should be working out, Tommy. You should be pleased that I want
to run tonight.” I paused, and then I asked, “What kind of fight
are you looking for with the Commission?”

“I just need a tune-up before my title
fight. I need to work out some kinks.” Tommy was fighting for the
title in four months.

“You’d better hope the Commission gives you
just a tune-up fight and nothing more. The last thing you need is
to get hurt before your title bout.”

“I’m not going to get hurt; I’m 18-0!
Remember that.” Here Tommy went again with his undefeated record.
He wears his record like a badge of honor, even a braggart. It was
quite amusing, especially when he brought it up in bars and tried
to impress girls. Usually, they had never even heard of mixed
martial arts.

Tommy seemed to forget I was undefeated,
too, even though I didn’t work out nearly as hard as him. “You
aren’t the only one who is undefeated,” I reminded him.

He stood at my doorway. “Yup, you sure are.
Your little 4-0 record is very cute, Josiah.”

“I only have four wins because the
Commission takes forever to give me a fight, unlike you, who they
throw on the card every month.”

“What can I say? I’m an excellent draw.
Chicks dig themselves some of the ‘Tom Man.’” Tommy was now
starting to get full of himself, and that was my cue to kick him
out of my room. Again.

“For the love of God, Tommy, just go on your
date!” I shut the door in his face.

“Not cool, Josiah.”

“And neither is wasting all my favorite
cologne.”

“Touché.”

I grinned at the exchange I just had with
Tommy. I enjoyed his company. Having him around made my life
easier. In our friendship, we took turns on who was the responsible
one. Even though, Tommy is ‘a good’ five years older than me,
people wouldn’t know it by how he behaved sometimes.

I peeled off my shirt, and I looked at
myself in the mirror. I needed to lose around ten pounds before my
next fight. Did I even have ten pounds to lose? I was six feet tall
with very little body fat. I pinched my belly and grabbed as much
fat as I could get. I got a decent handful.