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September 17, 2012

Vaempires Zombie Rising Bloody Chunks Tour Stop – Day 6

The Vaempires: Zombie Rising
Bloody Chunks Tour

Hello everyone. Welcome to the Bloody Chunks Tour!
I’m Thomas Winship, author of Vaempires: The Evolutionary War—a vampire series that explores the question: what if vampires evolved?
For this book tour, I decided to do something a bit different. Instead of sharing excerpts, reviews, interviews, and all the usual accompaniments, I’m giving you the book itself—piece by piece.
Or chunk by bloody chunk!
This tour is the only place where you can read Vaempires: Zombie Rising, the next chapter in the vaempires saga, before its official release!

The tale of The Evolutionary War resumes in Væmpires: Zombie Rising.

Væmpires have taken control of twelve major cities. Their leader, Vielyn, seeks the atomic weapons that will bring the rest of the world to its knees.

Vampire forces are reeling. As Linq and Ray race to the royal estate to rendezvous with Cassandra and Daniel, the princess is captured and Daniel falls.

With the fate of world shifting to their teenage shoulders, Linq and Ray must deal with tremendous losses while battling a most unexpected—and undeadly—new foe.

This tour wouldn’t be possible without the time and efforts of a very special group of people, beginning with Silvia and Franny at Dark Mind Book Tours and including everyone on the list below. Please show your support by stopping by, commenting, and spreading the word!

Tour Schedule:











  • September 24th





I hope you enjoy Vaempires: Zombie Rising!

The tale of the Evolutionary War resumes in Væmpires: Zombie Rising.

Væmpires have taken control of twelve major cities. Their leader, Vielyn, seeks the atomic weapons that will bring the rest of the world to its knees.

Vampire forces are reeling. As Linq and Ray race to the royal estate to rendezvous with Cassandra and Daniel, the princess is captured and Daniel falls.

With the fate of world shifting to their teenage shoulders, Linq and Ray must deal with tremendous losses while battling a most unexpected—and undeadly—new foe.

Vaempires: Zombie Rising by Thomas Winship
Publication Date:  October 2012

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Chapter 5 – Part 1

 

Cassandra didn’t return to consciousness so much as she collided with it—a head-on collision replete with blaring alarms, the crunch of metal on metal, and waves of panic,

all of it internal. She opened her eyes, but shut them again when waves of nausea buffeted her.

Something was wrong. Beyond the throbbing in her head. Beyond the pain coursing through her body.

She was hanging upside down. Well, she wasn’t hanging; she was upside down and … moving. Bouncing up and down.

She was slung over someone’s shoulder. Someone’s hot, sweaty shoulder.

Vielyn.

The rhythm of his heart was unmistakable, as was his scent. Her ex-beau even smelled arrogant, more so than any cologne he might use. For the moment, though, his arrogance was smothered by another aroma.

Blood.

He smelled as if he’d bathed in blood. Familiar blood.

Daniel.

The memories rushed back with a vengeance. Worse than the collision with consciousness. Worse than anything Cassandra had ever felt before. Worse even than the death of her parents, because Daniel had been all that she had left after they died … and he had died before Cassandra’s eyes. In her arms.

She almost surrendered to despair. She hovered on the brink, ready to give up and fall into the ocean waiting below. How much was one teenager supposed to take? Tears filled her eyes, but instead of leaking out to flow down her cheeks, they ran in streams down her forehead.

The unexpected sensation served as a lifeline. It grounded her in the present, refusing to allow her to wallow in the past. After a few seconds, she stepped back from the brink, reminding herself that quitting wasn’t an option. Princesses didn’t quit.

I don’t quit.

So Cassandra fought off the nausea, the pain, and the heartbreak. She focused on the simple things she’d always loved, the things she’d never forget: her father’s face whenever they walked through the estate together; her mother’s eyes when they laughed together; Daniel’s hands whenever he reached out for her.

As long as she was still capable of fighting, Cassandra would fight.

She opened her eyes. It took a few seconds to adjust to the view from her angle, but she recognized where they were right away. She would’ve noticed it earlier, by smell if

nothing else, if she hadn’t been so distracted.

They were walking through her family’s private apartments, nearing the royal suite. For a second she wondered if Vielyn was going to steal something, before realizing that was foolish. He and his ilk could ransack the place to their hearts’ desires now that they’d killed everyone. Vielyn didn’t even have to do it himself; he could send his minions.

Unless he was looking for something in particular.

It didn’t matter. Cassandra focused on taking stock of the situation so she could formulate a plan of attack. She was slung over Vielyn’s left shoulder, auburn curls trailing toward the floor. Her right arm hung loose beside them, but her left arm was pinned between her torso and Vielyn’s neck.

He didn’t seem to know she was conscious. With luck, she could hamstring him before he could react.

Maybe I should wait for the chance to tear his goddamn throat out.

The thought filled her with cold desire. A very un-princess-like feeling, but one she readily accepted. Her gums and the tips of her fingers throbbed in anticipation, fangs and claws responding to her desire for blood.

She must’ve tensed, because Vielyn laughed. A cold laugh, devoid of mirth. Devoid of any feeling at all.

“You’ll notice that my hand is on your back, Princess,” he said, moving his fingers for emphasis, although she couldn’t have missed their unnatural warmth if she had tried. “If you so much as twitch, I’m going to sever your spine. Then, while you’re helpless to resist, I’m going to throw you into a wall again. Not hard enough to kill you, of course. Just enough to teach you a lesson. But since you’ve already suffered a head injury—”

Cassandra exploded into action. She raked her claws behind Vielyn’s knee, carving through muscle and tendon, while rolling into the arm holding her. The move blocked

Vielyn from clawing her spine, while also allowing her to slide down his arm instead of falling to the floor from shoulder height.

She hit the ground in an undignified way as Vielyn crashed to a knee beside her. He roared in anger and pain.

Still lying on her back, Cassandra’s foot pistoned out, kicking Vielyn once, twice, three times in the face.

Vielyn flopped to the carpet and Cassandra leaped to her feet, ready for the kill. Daniel had been right—Vielyn needed to be put down while there was a chance.

Vielyn laughed again. She took a step forward and he turned, his face a mask of blood but his mouth in a huge smile.

He pointed a plasma gun at her heart.

She froze, blood running cold and mouth going dry. At that range, she wasn’t fast enough to avoid being shot.

Hell, at that range, no one was. And one shot would kill her. Cassandra cursed but took a step back, lowering her hands to show the fight was over. She wasn’t about to die unless she knew he was going down with her.

Vielyn stood, favoring his damaged leg. The gun never wavered. He wiped blood from his mouth with his free hand. “That’s three times you’ve attacked me without provocation, Your Highness. I’m beginning to feel unwanted. Abused, even.” He laughed again, an ugly sound that spit in the face of happiness everywhere. “At the very least, I’d say your interpersonal skills need work.”

Cassandra glared but didn’t move. She was evaluating options and angles, but each one came up short. There was no way around that gun.

Vielyn shot her in the thigh. It didn’t hit bone, but it burned through everything to the right of it.

Shock and surprise hit Cassandra first … and then she was engulfed in pain. She screamed as if burned alive. Her leg—hell, her entire body—was aflame. The pain was so agonizing that she couldn’t see. She slumped to the ground, screaming again when the fall jarred her leg.

The burning was so intense she thought she’d lose her mind. She screamed. She cried. She called out for her mother, her father, someone, anyone to help her. She didn’t know how long it went on—it seemed to go on and on—but somehow she disconnected from the pain, taking some of the burning with it, and she sat on the floor outside her dead parents’ bedroom, crying and whimpering and mewling like a frightened kitten. She hated herself for it, despised herself for doing it in front of Vielyn, but she did it anyway. The agony demanded it.

After what felt like forever, Cassandra forced herself to stop, but she couldn’t stop her body from shaking. Powerful shakes that she felt to her core.

She opened her eyes. Vielyn stood a few feet away, watching her like a scientist watching an experiment. His black suit was scuffed and stained, and his shoes had lost their

sparkle. His dark hair was also mussed, but he had wiped the blood from his face.

There was nothing in his dark eyes. No concern. No remorse. It was the most disturbing thing Cassandra had ever seen.

Vielyn limped toward her, his face as emotionless as his eyes. He knelt down beside her, wincing at his own wounded leg and placing the gun’s barrel against her forehead.

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t ruin that pretty little head of yours, Princess.”

Cassandra opened her mouth, but no sound came out. It was one thing to risk her life in a fight when adrenaline was pumping and circumstances forced her hand, but quite another to sit still and wait for a madman to pull a trigger.

She cringed away from him and Vielyn jabbed the barrel into her skull. A detached part of her noted, with amazement, that the barrel was cool to the touch.

She was still in so much pain and so desperate to move away from that instrument of death that she almost fainted. She felt it build, a black wave that promised to sweep her away to the sweet, blissful relief of nothingness, and she prepared to surrender to it.

“If you pass out, I promise that you will never wake up again,” Vielyn said, watching intently as she forced the wave back.

“Impressive, Your Highness. Nevertheless, you still haven’t given me a reason not to shoot you.”

Cassandra found her voice. “I-I won’t beg for my life.”

Vielyn processed that for a few seconds and then nodded. The pressure of the barrel against her forehead lessened. “Always the strong one.”

And then he punched her. He struck so fast that she didn’t see it coming. Her jaw exploded and lights flashed before her eyes. She fell onto her back, expecting the worst but unable to think straight, much less do anything to defend herself.

Cassandra couldn’t go in there. There was no way she was going in there. She tried pulling away, but her leg was on fire and her head spun.Vielyn stood. Reaching down, he grabbed a fistful of her tattered and stained birthday dress and yanked her to her feet. When she stumbled, he half carried, half dragged her toward her parents’ bedroom.

Vielyn touched the keypad and the door slid open. Turning, he picked her up and carried her into the room in a bizarre parody of newlyweds, while Cassandra fought to keep from vomiting at the bumping and jostling. He dumped her on the bed in an unceremonious heap, and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“I’ve played nice so far, for the sake of our past, Cassie.” He put a finger under her aching jaw and forced her bright blue eyes to meet his. They were black holes. “If you anger me again, I’m going to feed on you.” He closed his eyes and inhaled before continuing. “Now, I’ve got pretty good self-control, but I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to stop before you’re dead.”

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  1. Tom Winship
    9/17/2012

    Thank you so much for being part of my tour and helping share Vaempires: Zombie Rising.

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