Fight For Me (The Tate Chronicles #2)
by K.A. Last
Publication Date: January 17th, 2015
Synopsis:
“How can I fight for you when I don’t know what I’m fighting
for?”
When Grace Tate became one of the fallen to protect a vampire, it
got her into more trouble than she’d bargained for. She’s angry at Charlotte for
hiding the truth, and with Josh living in the city and Seth missing, life is
harder than ever.
It’s about to get a lot harder…
Grace doesn’t
want to leave Hopetown Valley, but when Josh ignores her calls she decides to go
and search for him. She doesn’t expect to run into Seth as well.
When she
reaches the city, Grace learns that Charlotte is the most hunted vampire in Wide
Island. The city vamps want her blood, and the angels are after her soul. Grace
gets caught in the crossfire of a battle she never wanted, but to win one war,
she has to fight another.
Torn between the one she gave up everything
for, and the one who sacrificed everything for her, Grace has to face Charlotte,
and the past, if she wants to fight for her future. But how can she fight for
someone who doesn’t want to fight for her?
Every choice Grace makes
becomes a battle, and in every battle someone has to die.
Excerpt from Fight For Me
Ryan moved into the
bedroom, keeping an eye on all of us. He had a stake ready in his hand.
I raised my eyebrows.
“What?” He shrugged.
“Figured I might be able to help.”
The girl vamp turned
towards Ryan and licked her lips.
I shook my head. “You’d
be dust before you took one step.”
She didn’t listen.
I misted and landed in
front of Ryan, taking a stake from my belt and driving it into the vamp’s chest
as she approached. Dust fell to the carpet in a heap.
Ryan looked over my
shoulder from behind me. “That won’t be easy to get out.”
“I did warn her.” I
sighed.
The guy vamp stuttered
and put his hands up, which only made Archer tighten his hold again.
“You want to end up like
her?” he asked. The vamp shook his head. “Then talk. Why are you here? And what
happened downstairs?”
I went to the window and
grasped the curtain. “We can do this the easy way if you like. But I have more
fun with the hard way.” I moved the curtains slightly and muted sunlight
filtered through the crack in the middle.
“No, please. I’ll tell
you,” the vamp said.
Archer pulled him away
from the wall and threw him onto the bed. “Talk.”
“We’re just lookouts.
Waiting to see if they come back.”
“Who?” I asked, twirling
my stake between my fingers.
“You probably don’t know
them,” the vamp said.
“You’d be surprised what
I know.” I glared at him. “Do I need to convince you some more?” I ran the
point of the stake down his cheek.
“Charlotte. Her name is
Charlotte. She has another guy with her I’ve never met before.”
“And why are you watching
them?” Archer clenched his fists at his sides.
Good work at being intimidating, I
teased him.
You’re the one who ran a stake down his face.
“I don’t know about the
guy, but Lucas wants Charlotte,” the vamp said. “Something about her blood.”
“Lucas?” Archer glanced
at me over his shoulder.
“Charlotte’s creator,” I
said.
Charlotte had told me
Lucas was her creator, and he’d seduced her before he turned her. It was all
lies. She’d asked him to turn her, but I didn’t understand why.
“Great, here we go
again.” Ryan ran a hand over his face and sighed.
Charlotte had been an
angel, and why she wanted to become a vampire was beyond my comprehension. I
understood the fallen and the many reasons why an angel would choose to fall.
But to become a monster … I couldn’t trust that what she’d shown me in the
clearing after Seth had been taken was the truth. When it came to Charlotte, I
had no idea what the truth was, or if her name and the word should be put into
a sentence together.
“Didn’t Lucas send that
trio of vamps after Charlotte? Wasn’t that why she came to you in the first place?”
Ryan asked.
“I don’t know her true
intentions,” I said. “There are a lot of things she held back.”
“That’s because you never
gave her a chance to explain.”
“Explain what?” Archer
asked. “That she’d lied to us? Whose side are you on, Ryan?”
“I’m guessing you want to
be on her side,” the vamp said, pointing to me.
“All I’m saying … we need
to focus on the real enemy.” Ryan ignored the vamp, frowning. “Yes, you’re both
angry at Charlotte. I get it. And I’m angry at Josh, too.” I caught a glimpse of
him remembering his time in the forest with Josh. “They’re our friends. We need
to set things right. Doing what we do … we could die any moment.”
“Now you know how I
feel,” the vamp said.
“Shut up!” Archer and I
said at the same time.
“You’re not going to die,
Ryan. I won’t let you. And you didn’t have to come,” I said. “I wanted you at
home, safe. But you insisted.”
“Someone has to look out
for you thrill seekers.” Ryan smiled.
Archer laughed and the
sound made me smile as well.
“You’re all crazy,” the
vamp said.
Archer rocked back and
forth on his feet. “You don’t know the half of it.”
About the Author
K. A. Last was born in Subiaco, Western Australia, and moved to Sydney with
her parents and older brother when she was eight. Artistic and creative by
nature, she studied Graphic Design and graduated with an Advanced Diploma. After
marrying her high school sweetheart, she concentrated on her career before
settling into family life. Blessed with a vivid imagination, she began writing
to let off creative steam, and fell in love with it. K. A. Last is currently
studying her Bachelor of Arts at Charles Sturt University, with a major in
English, and minors in Children’s Literature, Art History, and Visual Culture.
She resides in a peaceful, leafy suburb north of Sydney with her husband, their
two children, a rabbit named Twitch, and a guinea pig called Squeak.
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