Death in the Family
Sophie Morgan Vampire Series
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Supernatural
Date of Publication: February 14, 2015
Number of pages: 283
Word Count: 81,770
Cover Artist: Mannish
Things are on the up for Sophie Morgan.
She fended off vampires on a holiday to Antwerp, escaped them on her return in Coventry, stabbed her neighbor and is slowly rebuilding her life in her hometown of Bethel. Running the family property business may not be lucrative but she’s happy. Since returning to Wales, she has only had to kill one vampire and thanks to the linoleum on her kitchen floor, even that was an easy clean up.
Then a mixed blessing arrives in the form of Mickey Kelly, the barman she had a brief flirtation with in Antwerp. After being missing for months, he arrives on her doorstep one rainy night. His brother has been murdered and vampires are coming for her. Little do the pair know that Sophie’s estranged father is among their numbers. He’s coming for his daughter… and he’s not the only one.
Death in the Family is the long awaited sequel to Relative Strangers, with some familiar faces as well as some new ones.
Will Charles Ferrers, Sophie’s former adversary, pursue her to South Wales and if so, to what end? Who is the mysterious man following her? Will Sophie and Mickey finally consummate their relationship and where will it lead them? Or will there be more than one new man in her life?
Find out how our practical, resilient, if not slightly insecure, Sophie deals with a whole new range of challenges in the second in the ‘Sophie Morgan vampire series’. This time she has bigger problems than vampires to deal with. This time she has family visiting.
Death in the Family is the second Sophie Morgan vampire book and will be available from Amazon from 14th February – the perfect valentine gift for the vampire slayer in your life!
Onan Sadik marched through the corridors of the Istanbul headquarters of Alexander Industries. He had built a successful career there over the century, initially as a human, then as a vampire once he had shown his true worth. Joining the company had been a significant gamble. If it hadn't worked out, he would most certainly be dead, or confined forever to a low-level role with no prospects and low pay. Members of his family had worked for the corporation for centuries. He knew what he was getting into and it had been worth it. He had been fifteen and on the streets when he had been picked up for food. Twenty years of feeding vampires in return for shelter, an education and eventually wealth had all paid off. He had worked his way up to Senior Vice President, a position he had held for fifteen years, dispatching his duties with an expertise and commitment with which few could compete.
Sadik had a seat at the big table with the president of the corporation, the one person with direct access to Alexander, head of the family. He had not been seen in public for centuries although all those descended from him felt his presence when they visited the country estate in Ephesus. Few were called, but those who had risen within the ranks of the family were invited to visit occasionally. It was there that this terrible business had started. His opposite number, Vice President Oskam, had admittedly been serving as a senior official and advisor to the family for much longer than Sadik, generations in fact, but that clearly did not guarantee his continued loyalty.
Oskam had made a bid for power, framing Sadik for the theft of a number of exhibits in Alexander's extensive private collection of historic artefacts. Sadik was considerably quicker witted and influential than Oskam had given him credit for. The plot was quickly revealed and Oskam executed. Regrettably, the old fool had made inadequate arrangements for protecting the booty and the items had been stolen from his home while he was being thoroughly interrogated.
Although regrettable, the events had shone a spotlight on Sadik, highlighting to others that he was not to be messed with. People quaked a little as he marched passed them. Eyes were averted. Subordinates appeared to work a little harder than before, even those that were vampires.
Security opened the doors to the meeting room and he entered. "The president has been expecting you,” the broader of the two guards said.
Adara Constantinou stood, arms folded, looking out of the glazed wall to the streets of Istanbul's business district. She was a formidable force of nature; a keen-eyed, hard-headed vampire who liked to feed on the failures of her business enemies as much as she did on young, fresh prey. She was level-headed, cool, and sharp as a knife. Her olive skin, strong limbs and dark, wavy hair, gave her the appearance of a healthy, athletic woman in her forties. Her nails were short and neat, her hazel eyes bright. The pale grey suit had a sheen that amplified her colouring and the dazzling whiteness of the shirt beneath it.
"They seem so small," she said.
"Yes, Adara. We were all that small once."
About the Author:
In addition to being the creator of the developing “Sophie Morgan" series, Helen is an urban poet and social commentator who can frequently be found ranting in the Twitterverse. She knew the degree in Sociology would come in handy some day!
Helen lives in South Wales with her husband, three cats, an entrenched tea addiction and an increasing collection of stringed instruments. When she’s not writing she spends her time daytime hours working in communications and PR and volunteers for a feline welfare charity. She also runs a very popular book blog.
Given she has far too little downtime, she spends far too much of it watching Supernatural and Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
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