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    Clash of the Unholy: Vampire's Redemption
    Clash of the Unholy: Vampire's Redemption
    Clash of the Unholy: Vampire's Redemption
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    Clash of the Unholy: Vampire's Redemption

    By Vianka Van Bokkem

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    When a vampire bites a human sometimes is turned into one of them. But, sometimes they are killed.

    "Did you ever wonder where their souls go and who would claim them?"

    "What if two descendants of the first vampire needed your help to achieve redemption?"

    "What if you met a lycan clan under special circumstances and they were going to fight hundreds of vampires to defend their territory. Would you help them?"

    "Eighteen-year-old Lizzy from Ojai, California has to make those decisions and many more."

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherVianka Van Bokkem
    Release dateJan 15, 2019
    ISBN9780463636770
    Clash of the Unholy: Vampire's Redemption

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      Clash of the Unholy - Vianka Van Bokkem

      Clash of the Unholy

      Vampire’s Redemption

      VIANKA VAN BOKKEM

      This Book is a Portal to the Paranormal and Fantasy World.

      ~Vianka van Bokkem~

      CHAPTER ONE

      The sound of a plane flying too low prompt me to stop climbing and have a look. A Cessna was making erratic moves and descending too fast. The landing wheels were not out. The tail clipped the top of a few trees before crashing into one of Ojai’s rugged rocks. I didn’t have my cell phone to dial for help. Descending took me ten minutes. The sight of thick smoke was about four miles’ away. Leaving my gear behind I grabbed my red bicycle and rode there hoping to find survivors.

      Metal, glass, and other debris were dispersed around the wreckage. The smell of fuel was so strong I could taste it. A man wearing a ripped white collar shirt was standing on top of one of the plane's door. Smoke didn’t seem to bother him.

      Is anyone else inside the plane Sr.? I asked from the bicycle. The stranger turned around and sprinted toward me so fast rubble flew behind his footsteps.

      I am a blood donor and felt like two needles were draining my blood. The last thing I saw was the face of a teenaged girl. When I woke up ghost-like colorless silhouettes of women, men and children were everywhere.

      They looked as if an invisible force wouldn’t let them move or talk. It wasn’t until I tried to walk that realized I was a silhouette too.

      An overwhelming panic attack made me scream without a sound, cry without tears.

      The sight of three guys gave me hope until one of them stopped in front of a little girl holding a doll, he opened his mouth and swallowed her.

      The second guy was still choosing. I didn’t see the third until he was standing in front of me. I warned him with the first words that came to my mind.

      If you swallow me… I will rip your intestines! His left brow raised and I knew he heard me.

      You can talk? I never heard any of you do that before, he shared with amusement irritating me even more.

      It was the first time I met someone with emerald green eyes.

      I just wish they were not studying my face; his chocolate brown hair is short on the back and longer at the front, tight t-shirt, and jeans. Definitely a metrosexual.

      I have never seen anyone swallow a soul before! Please help me get out of here! I pleaded with desperation.

      Are you a runner? He asked.

      What?

      Your outfit.

      Oh... No, I am a rock climber. Can you see my lips move when I am talking?

      "No, but, I can hear you.

      He tilted his head, pulled a hair, and placed it on his right hand. He made a fist and when he relaxed his hand the hair looked ghost-like.

      I am Arlan. He said.

      This time I was the one studying him and wondering how someone like him could be Lucifer’s son.

      Why did he pull a hair? I forced myself to regain control.

      Call me Lizzy.

      I am going to place the hair in your hand, Lizzy. Close your eyes and see yourself back into your body, okay?

      Okay...Arlan.

      I felt

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