Blood Moon

By: A.D. Ryan


Here is where I try to thank those who offered me nothing but their full support throughout this entire journey.

First, and foremost, I’d like to thank my incredible husband for bearing with me through all of this. You’ve never once complained about what started as a hobby, and as I decided to publish, you’ve continued to cheer me on. You’re my rock, and I couldn’t have asked for a more incredible man to share my life with. I love you with all my heart.

My children, who’ve always made reading fun, I want this to encourage you and be proof that you can achieve your dreams, no matter how unattainable they may seem at times. Aim higher and reach for those stars.

To my mom for always encouraging me in anything I’ve ever done throughout my life. You’ve been such a source of inspiration—the pinnacle of strength that every young woman needs in her life. The sacrifices you’ve made have not gone unnoticed, nor has your unyielding faith in your children.

Having shown me that losing yourself in a well-written book can be one of the best things a person can do, I thank my dad. With a book almost always in his hand, his love of reading became my own favorite pastime.

Tiffany and Lynda, two of the most helpful and supportive women I’ve had the pleasure of meeting—even if not yet face-to-face. I don’t know if I’d ever be able to truly convey through words just how incredibly grateful I am to have you both accompany me on this journey. Believe me when I tell you just how much I appreciate all of your help over the years and how much I appreciate your willingness to point out each and every one of my grammatical flaws. Your constant critique has only strengthened my writing, and for that I will be eternally grateful. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you.

Always willing to read my new story ideas, my baby sister has always been my biggest fan, always chomping at the bit for more—even when it isn’t quite ready to be read. The support she has offered me has been above and beyond, always pushing me to go bigger and better than before, and always taking that extra minute in her day to talk me down off the ledge of plot-twist suicide.

My little-big brother, who’s played his role in all of this, also deserves a shout-out. Without my family behind me through this process, none of this would have been possible.

And, finally, to my beta readers and the fans of my earlier work. Jennifer, whose first read-through offered me so much constructive critique with which to work off and improve the flow of the story. You helped me strengthen and fine-tune these characters before I offered them up to the rest of the world, and I thank you for it. Felicia, Nicole, Sandy, Tracy, and Becky, your love of this world I created has pushed me to complete the second in the series far sooner than I’d originally intended. The excitement you all had is what pushed me to put this out there even more than my own desires, and for that I thank you.

You all made this happen. I won’t ever forget that.



Prologue | origin

A young man, newly twenty-one, sat in a crowded bar. His eyes searched the room as he drank from his bottle of beer when, suddenly, he felt a pair of piercing eyes on him. As he looked directly to his right, he spotted the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, afraid that if he did he might lose her in the crowd.

Somewhere in his periphery, his sister was off dancing with her boyfriend, and while his father had given him express orders to keep a close eye on her, he knew she was in good hands. He knew she would be safe from the evil that had been plaguing their city for weeks.

The entire city was on high alert due to the rising numbers of grisly murders, and while the police were doing everything they could, they had yet to break the case. The lack of evidence made finding a suspect difficult, but they refused to give up. With the promise to find the person responsible, the city worried a little less, and life went on as usual.

The man locked eyes with the stunning blonde creature, and he found himself most taken by her. Captivated, even. He admired the way the short black dress hugged her glorious curves, and how the strapless neckline showed off her well-sculpted shoulders. As he openly gawked, he thought about how he had never seen such a beauty before… Except, he had seen her before. At that frat party he was just telling his sister about.

The mysterious blonde exuded confidence with every step she took toward him, her ice blue eyes staring into his and a coy smile slowly spreading across her face. He watched, entranced, as she licked her ruby-red lips and made her way through the crowd toward him. Her long blonde hair swayed behind her as she walked forward with purpose, and he imagined wrapping it around his hand to pull her head back for a kiss. Suddenly nervous, he swallowed thickly as she approached. He recalled feeling this way when he first met her, too.

“So, we meet again.” Her melodic voice floated on the air between them, and her cool breath washed over his skin, tempting him to act on his fantasy from only a moment ago. “Where did your friends go?” she asked, looking around, causing her luxurious blonde hair to sway in the breeze of her movement.

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