Anomaly (The Birthright Series Book One) by JC Emery
Genre: Paranormal YA (small amounts of Romance, History & Mystery)
SynopsisHow far would you go to save your sister?
Life as a college senior is stressful enough. Between mid-terms, stupid boys, and a rare blood condition, Eliza Landry is just trying to figure out what normal is—whatever that means—when she discovers that vampires aren’t just a thing of legend.
In a matter of moments, her life changes forever when she and her older sister Kate suffer a vampire attack which leaves Eliza with two puncture wounds on her neck and an allergy to sunlight. But she’s still human, or at least she thinks she is. It doesn’t really matter—her main concern is that her sister is missing.
Sorrow turns to obsession, leading Eliza to piece together the puzzle of that terrifying night. Even stumbling upon a millennia-old vampire assassin named Luke Conrad who either wants to kiss her or kill her (she can't decide) cannot deter her.
When bodies start piling up and one of them is supposedly Kate, Eliza and Luke set out to discover who is behind the attacks. Soon, Eliza is drawn into the dark and dangerous world of the undead, with no guarantee she’ll make it out alive, and no doubt that she won’t like what she finds.
Excerpt: Liz’s first fang-out
Luke turned in my direction, his face lacking any expression. That mask of boredom was getting on my nerves. This may have been another day at the office for him, but it was epic—life-changing—for me. If he couldn’t at least acknowledge or respect the magnitude of my sister’s disappearance had on me, I wasn’t sure I wanted his help. Only, it’s not as though he’d given me a choice.“Something to help you along in this endeavor, Miss Landry, would be for you to get a few things clear in your inefficient human brain—one, I am not a human being, I am a vampire. Don’t expect otherwise—and two, this is just another day at the office for me. It’s unfortunate that you expect for me to care, because I don’t.”Hurt and confusion settled in my heart, but another emotion far more powerful than either combined coursed through me—rage. My body coiled, ready to strike, but I held whatever foreign monster was inside me back. I couldn’t afford dying here, now, without ever having really helped Kate. Luke continued to stare at me, cold and calculated. I wanted to hurt him as he’d hurt me. Revenge had never been my thing, but in my new reality it looked awfully appealing.A smile appeared on his lips and my rage boiled over. Before I knew what was happening, my gums swelled painfully in my mouth, bleeding from the sudden pressure. Two canines grew in, seemingly longer than the rest of my teeth. With their arrival came a fresh wash of blood that coated my throat, zeroing my attention in on the pulse point at the base of Luke’s neck. I was angry, but I was also hungry, it seemed.“Well, this is interesting,” Luke said smiling brightly. I wanted to ask him if he was bipolar or just a dick, but couldn’t bring myself to say anything. The blood coating my throat had overridden my senses and put me in what felt like a comatose state. I could actually feel the small amount of blood sliding down my throat. My head pounded and that strange tingling that happened when I healed miraculously was happening now with the taste of the blood. It was like setting my entire body a flame, but not at the same time. It instantly felt addictive. Nothing had ever tasted this good. Nothing had ever made me feel this powerful.Luke’s excitement over my reaction to his callous behavior was at once puzzling and disturbing. The realization that he seemed to enjoy my sudden turn to feral animal from sane human brought me down to reality. With a painful throbbing my two new sets of canines retracted. I covered my mouth with my hand as tears sprung to my eyes.“Well, you become more tolerable as time goes on it seems,” Luke said, his smile barely fading.
About the Author
As a child, JC was fascinated by things that went bump in the night. As they say, some things never change. Now, as an adult, she divides her time between the sexy law men, mythical creatures, and kick-ass heroines that live inside her head and pursuing her bachelor's degree in English. As it is for most writers, finding balance is a challenge. JC is a San Francisco Bay Area native, but has also called both Texas and Louisiana home. These days she rocks her flip flops year round in Northern California and can't imagine a climate more beautiful.
With the support and encouragement of her parents and sister, JC set out to figure out what she wanted to do when she grew up. Most days, the jury is still out; however the thing that stuck with her no matter what she pursued was her love of the written word.
JC writes adult, new adult, and young adult fiction. She dabbles in many different genres including science fiction, horror, chick lit, and murder mysteries, yet she is most enthralled by supernatural stories-- and everything has at least a splash of romance.