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Go out and post your favorite SOTV
symbol on anything you can. Be as
creative with the materials and
locations you choose. However,
please be environmentally conscious
and follow local laws. Do not deface
private property. Meagan suggests
using washable, removable, or
impermanent materials to create the
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mission that you can print out on your
SOTV Flyers with release info
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Dragon Crest - Stencil
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member of the Dragon Clan with a
Vampire Lunel - Stencil
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EXCERPT ~ Shadow of the Vampire
Shadow of the Vampire
Release Date: July 1, 2010
Even vampires should never sleep with the enemy.
Vampire princess Alexia Feodorovna has been undead for
125 years, so it's been a while since any man has made her
pulse race. Until Declan Black. One look at his bronzed
body and a fire like no other consumes her. Then she
discovers that he's a dragon lord come to take revenge on
the vamps who killed his parents. And claim a crystal said
to imbue its owner with incredible powers.
Alexia is ordered to torture and kill the dragon lord. Yet with
each reckless encounter, she finds herself consumed by his
fiery passion. A passion Declan battles, as well. Will he be
able to resist the fire of lust she kindles within him and keep
revenge in his heart? Or will he risk everything to quench
the burning desire and claim the vampire as his own?
Declan ran up the narrow tunnel. Footfalls pounding the earth behind him told him they
didn't have much time to escape. Straight ahead, the mouth of the cave yawned, the slight
flicker of moonlight revealing their way out.
"I see it," she called over her shoulder, her legs kicking with each powerful stride.
"Fly," he shouted when they neared the ledge. Without slowing, Tallon leapt into the void.
Her slight body fell for a split second before she shifted form and took to the sky. Declan
made sure she was airborne before pushing off the cliff with a grunt. His long body soared
through the cool air, transforming with seamless precision into a black dragon.
As he climbed upward, a glance back showed the vampire soldiers, armed and ready to
kill for the treasure he'd carried out of their den.
Turning toward the heavens, Declan beat his wings to climb higher as a barrage of
gunshots screamed from below.
"Faster," he shouted telepathically, seconds before bullets tattered the scales of his left
wing. A hot spike of pain lanced between his shoulder blades. Slipping in his ascent, he
paused to grab a breath.
"Declan. Come on!"
He ignored her. Instead, he stared at the vampire horde twenty feet below. Rage bubbled
in his veins at the sight of them spilling out of their seaside catacomb like ants from a hill. A
soldier lifted a bow gun to his shoulder and fired. Arrows cut through the sky. Declan
swung into their path, taking in his arm the one meant for Tallon. The skewered flesh
Silver-tipped arrows. He groaned.
The fine metal acted like a poison on his kind, eating their flesh and siphoning their power
from the inside out. Gritting his jaw against the pain, he slashed the knapsack from around
his neck and tossed it at Tallon. She caught it in one clawed hand.
"Take it and go."
She looked up. The fear in her eyes eating at his soul. Tonight was not supposed to have
gone down like this. They'd gotten what they came for. But he'd be damned if it ended
with her getting hurt.
A second arrow ate through his thigh.
"Dammit, Tallon. You promised." He growled. "Get out of here. Now!"
A breath of relief sawed out of his lungs when she nodded. After she disappeared in the
darkness, he turned his focus on the vamp with the bow gun. Snapping his wings wide,
Declan arced into a kamikaze dive. Fire licked the back of his throat. Smoke curled out of
The vampire saw him coming and turned to run, but he was too late. Declan opened his
jowls, raining a torrent of dragonfire on the soldier. Pale flesh melted off his face and
hands, pooling on the stones below.
Before Declan could close his jaw, another blitz of gunshots saturated the sky. Blazing heat
ripped through his veins with the same burning efficiency as the bullets had torn his flesh.
His wings faltered and folded behind him. His elongated muzzle shrunk until cool night air
whipped his human face, tossing strands of hair into his eyes.
"Shit," he muttered as he began plummeting toward the ground, human from the waist up.
Unable to stop, he twisted in midair and tucked his chin, waiting for impact. His body
smacked the dirt, bouncing and skidding, his flesh eating the small rocks and granules. He
slid to a halt. A cloud of dust rose and then settled over him like a blanket, coating his
Coughing, he rolled to his stomach and opened his eyes to peek. Two soldiers were
rushing him. Fast. Their black trench coats billowed behind them, showing off an
assortment of weapons strapped to gun belts around their thick waists.
At least six more, all decked out like G.I. Joe on crack, were closing in not ten paces
The first two almost on him, Declan crouched and sideswiped his leg in an arc, knocking
them down. Springing to his feet, he reared his tail. Blood splattered across his face and
neck as he lodged the club-shaped ball at the end of it into the nearest vamp's chest.
Spinning, he caught the second one by the throat. He snapped the soldier's thick neck
around until a sickening crunch reverberated through his arms. Discarding the lifeless heap
on the ground, Declan wrenched his tail out of what was left of the other vamp's torso, and
turned to face the second wave of soldiers bearing down on him.
"Come on," he said, motioning to the approaching horde. His blood-soaked tail lashed and
bit like a whip behind him.
The pack stepped closer. Their teeth were bared and their black claws extended. Not
caring if he died tonight as long he took a few of these bastards with him, Declan stepped
forward to meet them head-on. He stumbled over heavy feet. Frowning, he looked down.
The remaining armor scales on his lower body receded. Then his tail, the only weapon left
in his arsenal, shrank back into his body.
The silver, he realized. Its poison was draining his dragon power.
As soon as the thought came, his body screamed in pain, his side and back burning as if
someone held a blowtorch to his skin. Cupping the wound, he pulled back a bloody hand.
Another shot fired. Instead of more silver bullets, a heavy net collapsed atop him, dragging
him to the ground. The instant his cheek hit the dirt, feet and fists rained down on him.
With the net tying him up, all he could do was shield his head with his forearms and wait.
"Enough!" At a female's order, the soldiers backed up a step.
It had to be her. At the thought, an icy shiver passed through him. A rational part of his
brain had known she would come for him if he didn't kill her first. Knew she would take
her vengeance against his kind out on his flesh—his soul.
Well, he thought, grabbing a fistful of net. He wasn't going without a fight.
With a roar, Declan looped the thick cord around his wrist and pulled, taking several of
the horde to their knees. Jabbing a fist through the mesh, he seized the nearest soldier by
the throat and squeezed.
"Dammit, Ivan. Hold him," a strong female voice ordered.
At her command, a boot rammed his jaw. Declan flew back, his chin kicking the ground in
a teeth-shattering blow. Groaning, he spit out a mouthful of blood and pushed himself up,
his head lolling in the direction he'd last heard the woman's voice.
The first thing he focused on were boots— spike-heeled, patent-leather, knee-high
stripper boots, wrapped around a pair of slender legs that seemed to go for days. Declan
lifted his chin and wrenched his swollen eye wider.
The female stood with one hand propped on black-leather-clad hips. The wind whipped
thin blond hair around her—a delicately framed waist, bound in a leather corset that would
have given any fetish kink an instant hard-on.
When his gaze finally reached her face, he noted she examined him with black eyes as cold
and immortal as his soul. And that she was much too young to be the Queen.
"Where is the crystal?" Her smooth words held a faint trace of a Russian accent.
Not the Queen, but definitely of a noble caste. Declan grinned through bloodied lips.
At his smile, a dainty line furrowed her brow, and she cocked her head to the side. For a
moment, she reminded Declan of a confused puppy. Until she raised a sawed-off 12 gauge
and one black eye stared down the barrel at him.
"Tell me where it is and I might let you live, Derkein."
"It's gone," he said with a chuckle. "You have nothing to take back to her. You're as dead
as I am."
The vixen's onyx eyes flashed silver before she drove the butt of the gun down to his face.
He was still smiling when she pistol-whipped his nose and the world plunged into darkness.
"This book will hit the top of my
favorites of this year...right now it’s
tied with the top one so far. That’s
how much I enjoyed this story."
Laurie, Bitten by Paranormal Romance
Hot, hot, hot!
"Every time I stopped reading I could
not wait to get back to it and finish it.
I definitely recommend this book."
-Dee, Good Choice Reading
This was a fantastic book!
Meagan Hatfield has created a
dark and perilous world filled
with non-stop action and intense
emotion. From the first page I
was drawn in and this fast
paced story of vampires,
dragons, and ancient
prophecies would not let me go!"
- Diana, Book of Secrets
Had me From page one!
"This book gives everyone
something. Hopefully, this is the
first book of a new amazing series."
- Marissa - Literary Escapism
"Its one of those books that had
me staying up well past the point
of tired because I didn't want to
stop reading. I was hooked from
the very first page."
Lanna-lovely, Bloggers heart Books
I loved it.
"It got me hooked from the
beginning. I would
recommend this to everyone
who loves a story packed with
action, strong characters, hot
steamy scenes and again
-Nina, J'adore happy endings
"Meagan Hatfield had me
addicted from the beginning.
"I really hope this is the start of a
series because Shadow of the
Vampire left me wanting more."
"Ms. Hatfield changes up the
vampire myth, adding a new twist to
lighten up the overdone genre.
Now, instead of lamenting that there
is yet another vampire book to read,
I am eagerly awaiting the next book
in this new series. Definitely pick up
- Katie, BookingIt
"Would I suggest you buy this
book? Yes! Should this book be on
your bookshelf for you to read over
and over again just to feel the
passion in this world Meagan
Hatfield wrote? Hell yes."
-Miss Snarky, A Snarky Space
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
The read you've been hungering for
"...a dark and dangerous tale of
forbidden love. Penning gruesome
torture and soaring love with an awe
inspiring balance, Ms. Hatfield fearlessly
guides her characters along a journey
that's destined to shred and reshape
the very fabric of their souls."
-Vamp Fan Girl, Lovin' Me Some Romance
An excellent read that I highly
"It’s a must read people trust me. If
you like/love Kresley Cole, Jeanine
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