Alexis Black never wanted to be a vampire, so when an angel-with-an-attitude offers her an iron clad contract to become human again, she signs without reading the fine print. Too bad it didn’t mention the badass vampire who now rides shotgun in her brain. Her new insatiable bloodlust. Or getting stuck with an I-hate-everything-with-fangs human sidekick.
Her job: Kill one vampire, werewolf, or creepy-crawly every night for fifty years. The reward for killing without conscience – her humanity. The punishment for refusal – her death.
But when a revenge seeking bloodsucker threatens to turn her city into an all-you-can-suck buffet, Alexis must risk everything to ensure there's a humanity to return to. Since her vampire nature is her greatest weapon, she must learn to accept her inner beast or watch those she loves die.
Evils Unlikely Assassin is the first book in the award wining Alexis Black Novels. An Urban Fantasy that has all that is great about the genre…attitude, action, and ass-kicking.
Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / ParanormalThis series is my biggest seller. I have over 100 reveiws, with no 1 star review and only two 2 star reviews. It has won and finalled in at least 6 large contests before it was published. It has been released as an eBook, audible, paperback, and hardback. My ranking continues to stay in the low 100,000 on Amazon and I run consistent ads to get my series in the hands of new readers. My overall rating is a 4.5 with 102 reviews on Amazon.
Tonight’s job had me sitting in a shadowy corner of a dead-end dive watching the unfortunate, the hopeless, and the degenerates. Had I known this is how I’d be spending my one hundred and seventy-third birthday, I would have called in sick.
An aging cocktail waitress hustled to over-serve society’s misfits. An ex-con, a dealer, and an addict pissed their lives away at the far end of the bar. A trio of prostitutes circled the room, their knock-off stiletto’s clicking on the wooden floor. And a single cockroach scurried for cover before being squashed.
How would the humans feel about me, the vampire, hiding in their shadows?
One of the battered bar stools toppled, throwing its occupant to the filthy concrete. The man, in a faded red and black flannel shirt, picked himself up off the floor. Dingy jeans slid down his hips, revealing a pair of boxers far past the expiration date for a wash. He bumped and weaved his way through the crowd, ignoring the spilled drinks and curses he left in his wake, and cut a crooked but determined path right to my table.
He collapsed into the booth next to me, blocking my only chance at escape. “How’s ’bout a drink?”
I wrinkled my nose at what had to be three days’ worth of sweat and grime, raised my bottle and sloshed the liquid from side to side. “Still nursing this one.” I focused on a faded picture of the Blues Brothers nailed to the wall and hoped he’d take the hint. A sharp tap on my shoulder told me this guy was either clueless or didn’t give a shit. My money was on clueless.
“What’s your name, sexy?”
Oh how I wanted to ignore his question, but the last thing I needed was Mr. Drunk and Stupid to cause a scene and blow my cover. “Alexis.”
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