Dear Ms. Meadows,
The Darkfall Council has enforced the peace between vampires and humans for three centuries. Now under threat, the Council is harnessing all resources to protect itself – resources such as human "Adepts" like Kate Hayden, whose clairsentience allows her to "read" others through touch telepathy and determine their guilt or innocence. Council member Gabriel de Castelnau conscripts Kate, taking her from her safe life in a pacifist colony along the California coast to the crumbling city of New York. Enlisted in a war she knows little about, Kate helps a group of vampire and human profilers find and stop those threatening the Council. An innocent in a world of deception and danger, Kate must decide who to trust among the many factions in the battle over the mortal realm, and most importantly, help prevent Darkfall, when vampires rule over humans.
DARKFALL is a 112,000 word paranormal romance set in a near future alternate reality where vampires and humans have been locked in a cold war for centuries, each group hoping to be victorious, using adepts like Kate as their weapons. It explores how the war affects one young woman as she learns the truth about the world into which she has been thrust and struggles to decide which side to take and who to love.
I have published two works of short fantasy fiction at online markets. As well, I have a non-fiction article published at The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction website. Darkfall is my first novel. I see it as part of a trilogy and am currently working on the second novel. The third novel is in outline form.
Thank you for your time and consideration.
The man in black emerging from the cover of the redwood forest was undead.
Even from a distance, I knew by the paleness of his face in the moonlight and the way he moved with unnatural grace. Gabriel -- once a priest in the Inquisition, now a vampire on the Darkfall Council.
He'd come for me.
There was no escape from my cliff top eyrie. In the distance, lightning danced among the storm clouds, forks of burning white flashing in the night sky. Below me, waves crashed against the rocky shore, the ocean a mass of whitecaps. A path led to the house just inside the thick redwood forest.
Even if I did run, it would be futile. They'd find me with the hounds in no time, no matter where I went.
He'd find me.
Uncle Dan joined Gabriel and argued with him as they approached. My uncle reached my side first, holding his wide-brimmed hat against the wind, his voice straining above the roar of the surf.
"You remember Monsieur de Castelnau?"
Gabriel bowed. “Katherine.”
He was as I remembered, with fair hair below his collar, gray eyes, pale skin, unnaturally sharp canine teeth. I dreamed of him before – nightmares in which he ascended from some hellish otherworld, his skin and hair flaring bright red in the heat until nothing remained but bleached bone and blackened cinders.
Uncle Dan's voice shook. "You know why he’s here?”
Of course I did. I’d been dreading this day for years.