Heart of the Dead: Vampire Superheroes (Perpetual Creatures Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

by their faint scent and miniscule noises.
    The men soon came to a set of railroad tracks, abandoned from the look of the growth between the large wooded ties. The moonlight washed over them causing their flawless alabaster skin to glow. They searched the darkness seeing much more than any human could. For a moment, he thought they had spotted him hiding in the treetops, but then they turned their attention, sniffed the air like prowling wolves, caught the scent they had been hunting for, and moved off down the tracks.
    He knew what they were following. It was the smell of fire. It was the sound of men conversing and of hearts throbbing with life.
    Two men and a woman sat around a bonfire burning in the midst of the abandoned train tracks. Their clothes were caked with dirt and they smelled of alcohol and urine. The trio sat close together on the ground, singing a bawdy tune as they passed a bottle of wine. When the song was finished, they broke into a slurred round of laughter, which died in their throats when the pair of well-dressed men with pale skin stepped into the circle of firelight.
    The two male transients rose to their feet. It was clear that they did not appreciate the intrusion. The woman drew her knees to her chest and clutched the wine bottle as though it were a frightened child.
    The older of the two transients — a man with stringy gray hair and a grime-caked beard — wagged his finger at the handsome visitors. “Who are you?” he asked in a drunken slur. “Cops? We ain’t doin’ nothin’ wrong. This’s public property.”
    The two intruders circled around the transients, each going in opposite directions along the outer edge of the firelight.
    “Why so hostile?” asked the dark haired man. “I am Kole and this is Taos.”
    “What do you want?” asked the younger of the two male transients. His tattoo-covered arms trembled at his sides. He seemed aware, at least on a subconscious level, of what was circling them.
    “Just to join your party,” Taos, the blond giant, said. “All we desire is to sing, drink and be merry.” He turned his head to the sky and sang out in a deep rolling tenor, the volume booming to a level well above the capabilities of any human.
    “You’re frightening our new friends,” Kole said to Taos.
    Taos smiled, showcasing a set of short, dangerous-looking fangs. “My apologies. I have forgotten myself.” He placed his arm over his eyes as if weeping. “Shall I cast myself upon the fire?”
    “Behave or I shall set you ablaze myself,” Kole said, though the anger in his voice seemed mocking.
    The male transients spun in place, trying their best, but failing, to keep their backs away from the handsome intruders. The woman dropped her head to her knees and sobbed like a child.
    “You’re upsetting Rhoda,” the younger male man said in a quivering voice.
    “Well, we don’t want that,” Kole said. He stood across the fire from the three, but in a movement too fast for the humans to follow, he darted over to stand at Rhoda’s feet.
    The men recoiled from Kole with a simultaneous shout, but made no attempt to flee.
    Kole reached down and lifted Rhoda’s chin so that their eyes met. “How about a dance?”
    Rhoda’s eyes widened into great orbs and her lip quivered a bit. The blood drained from her face to the point that she took on a gray pallor. Kole extended his hand to her. Rhoda reached out without hesitation and took it.
    Kole pulled Rhoda to her feet, leaned in like he meant to kiss her, but before their lips touched, he turned her head and placed his mouth upon her neck.
    Rhoda cried out either in pain or pleasure. Her eyes rolled about as if she was dizzy and a long, low moan fell from her lips.
    Taos walked over and tapped Kole on the shoulder. “May I cut in?”
    Kole regarded him with contempt and kept his mouth upon Rhoda’s neck.
    “There are three of them,” Taos said. “Did we not agree to split one?”
    Kole released Rhoda and the woman