Unholy Alliance Collection #1

Yager, Haley; Yager, Lacy

Editorial: Lacy\Williams 2014-07-20, 2014
ISBN 10: 0692259600 / ISBN 13: 9780692259603
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Sinopsis: A young adult novel collection Boxed Set includes "Alliance", "Rival", "Allegiance” and "Enemy". Alliance How do you choose between destiny and love? Forever seventeen, vampire Maggie Wells has spent her life in the shadows. A master at blending in, she lives among the troubled teens she's made it her mission to protect, along with her best friend and witch, Hannah Morgan. Eighteen-year-old Shane Campton knows his destiny: he was born to kill vampires. When he crosses paths with Maggie, the only thing that keeps her alive are the witnesses present. When Shane's younger sister, a mysterious supernatural, needs Maggie help, Shane is torn between his duty to kill and his sister's safety. He starts to get to know Maggie, and finds there is much more to her than he thought. But Maggie has a secret past that could destroy them all. Rival Her destiny. His determination. Born a fifth generation vampire Chaser, seventeen-year-old Emily Santos wants nothing more than to join the family business. But Emily's mother refuses, so Emily must channel her aggression into her martial arts training. Black belt senior Brett Carson has decided it's time to rid himself of his unrequited feelings for Emily. But when he finds himself in the middle of an altercation with Emily and a gang of vampires, he is drawn into a world he never expected. And Brett is hiding a secret of his own... Allegiance They were her enemies. Until she became one of them. A Chaser born to kill vampires, sixteen-year-old Rachel Campton has grown up in her older brother's shadow. Until she wakes up a vampire, her own mortal foe. She's stronger, faster than her human self, but haunted by bloodlust and the loss of her beloved younger sister. Friendless and lost in enemy territory, Rachel must rely on Alex Wellington, a former nemesis and centuries old vampire who looks like a college football player. As Rachel goes deep into vamp territory, she learns there is more to the vampire life than killing humans. She also discovers another side to Alex. He is more than a murderer, he is someone that she starts to fall for. Rachel faces the ultimate choice--her new life and unexpected love or the family she left behind, the family that may now want her dead. Enemy She's the unlikeliest vampire hunter ever. A scientist. Seventeen-year-old science prodigy Genevieve Quinn never thought she would be kidnapped from her college campus by a vampire. Or that said vampire would want her help on a science project. Genevieve has no intention of complying, but when an escape attempt turns deadly, it is a vampire that comes to her rescue. Vampire Chad Matthews is an atypical specimen. He’s good-looking, in a dangerous kind of way. But that’s not what attracts Genevieve… it’s the shadows behind his eyes. As Genevieve and Chad team up to find a way to defeat a monster even worse than killer vampires, she discovers that not everything can be explained by science—like falling in love.

From the Back Cover: Prologue - Maggie

More than one hundred and fifty years on this planet and this is the strangest night I've spent yet.
Strange good, because I've never been this happy before. Normally I worry too much about getting involved with humans, male or female, to let go and enjoy myself. But tonight I can't seem to find that usual wariness.
Strange bad, because someone else's pain got me here, and my mission for the last eighty years or so has been to improve the lives of the kids passing through E.W. House. I can't help feeling a niggle of guilt that I'm benefiting from one of the teens' situations.
"Wells! Yo, Maggie!" A voice calls out my nom de plume above the pounding bass and chattering couples surrounding me. Even after five years as Maggie, and ten as Peg before that--I always choose variations of my given name--I still listen for the name I was born with. Margaret.
In the patterned light from the disco ball--one of the dorm moms' additions to the gym-turned-dance-club décor--I spot Candy Brown rushing toward me. The fourteen-year-old is one of my protégés, one of my favorites out of this crop of girls. She's cute and sweet and despite her past she has a real chance at giving herself a normal life if she can keep on path she doesn't know I've mapped out for her. So far, she has. 
"What's up?" I ask. In the back of my mind I can't forget he is coming back to claim the next slow dance.
"There's something wrong with Janet," the younger girl gasps, clearly having run straight to me with this problem. "She's in the bathroom throwing up and crying."
"I'll handle it," says a familiar voice from behind us. My best friend and the resident witch at E.W. House, Hannah Morgan, joins Candy and me and gives the kid a reassuring smile, and it's impossible to doubt the peace in her soft brown eyes. She will handle things. 
"It's my turn anyway." And You-know-who is looking for you, Mags. Can't keep his eyes off you tonight, hmm? Her light touch on my forearm fades and so does her voice in my head. Telepathy is just one of Hannah's talents. 
I mouth a "thank you" to her as she follows Candy away. And then I can't help myself--I turn to look for him.
The heat and pulsing blood of this many bodies should be making me crazy. Bloodlust can be a tricky enemy, after all. But I've never been a normal vampire. Through all the rapid heartbeats on the dance floor I zero in on the one I can't seem to ignore, no matter how hard I try. 
Shane Campton. 
My eyes track to the guy-who's-not-my-date-but-I-really-wish-he-was, and I glimpse his stylishly-mussed chestnut hair across the dance floor. Our eyes connect, his sparkling blue to my green. 
Every time. Every time he looks at me I feel something. Like alive. How does he do that? 
I raise my glass to him. But he doesn't smile or wave, like I expect. He freezes and a look of horror crosses his face, but before I can tell what's happening, someone dances between us and I lose sight of him. 
At that same instant, a strong hand grips my throat from behind and something pierces my side just beneath my ribcage. Warm, sticky blood seeps down the side of my new, flirty dress.
"Hiya," growls a deep voice. 
I don't recognize it, but I know the scent, and it means trouble. 
Vampires. Here? 
I struggle against the massive arms pinning me in place, but I can't move. My only thought is getting my E.W. kids out of here before they get hurt.
Across the room, gunshots erupt and another voice yells above the pulsing music for everyone to exit the building. Relief speeds my heart while everything around me slows. They aren't here for my kids.
Only able to move my eyes, I scan the room and count six other vamps with weapons around the dance floor. Knives, guns, baseball bats. 
All of this for me? Why?
Amazingly, the kids clear out. Someone shuts off the music and the silence is eerie in contrast to the noise from just moments ago. 
My eyes fly to a familiar form standing in front of the outer doors, as if to keep the vamps away from the kids who have just left. My heart stutters.
Shane. What is he doing? As I watch, he pulls a wicked-looking silver blade from his boot. 
Now is not the time to play hero! Not for a human facing vampires. He doesn't stand a chance. 
I glare at him, trying to tell him with my eyes to get the heck out of here, but he stays. 
Sizing up the vamps in Shane's vicinity, I try to gauge how much time there is before I absolutely have to be over there. The vamps are large and muscled, but don't look particularly intelligent. That's an advantage, but seven-to-one isn't going to be easy.
I don't even want to think about what Shane will think when he sees the real me. But the other choice is letting him die and I can't do that.
The knife in my side twists. Apparently the goon behind me wants a show. I play along, yelping, pretending to be in pain. It hurts, but it's a flesh wound, and I'm still trying to figure a way out of this without getting Shane killed. 
To my horror, it seems Shane intends to play along too. He steps in our direction, but he's immediately intercepted by two of the meatheads, although they don't touch him. Interesting.
"Did you really think you could gallivant around with someone like him, and the rest of us wouldn't notice?" the voice behind me screams. 
"What're you talking about?" 
The hand tightens around my throat, cutting off my oxygen. "Don't play dumb with me, cutie. You're already making me late for dinner." 
I don't have to fake the confusion I feel. I stay out of the way of other vampires, and in exchange they let me live my peaceful life. That's how it's worked for two-and-a-half years, so why am I being attacked tonight? 
"Don't. Know. What. You. Mean." I gasp the words, unable to get enough air into my burning lungs. 
"You've been hanging around with a Chaser!" the vamp screeches. "Surely you didn't think we would just let that go?" 
A Chaser? No way. Chasers track and kill vampires. I am a vampire. Therefore, I don't hang out with Chasers. Not since the mid-nineteenth century, anyway. 
Movement across the dance floor pulls my attention up, although it's getting hard to concentrate with my body begging me to change. 
Shane's in a scuffle with one of the vamps. He punches the monster in the face, breaking his nose, and disarms him.  A human shouldn't be able to fight with a vampire--humans don't have the skills for something like that. Unless--
He's a Chaser. 
The moment I think it, I can't deny it. 
Shane Campton, the guy-who's-not-my-date-but-I-really-wish-he-was, is a Chaser. 
And I'm a vampire.

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Título: Unholy Alliance Collection #1
Editorial: Lacy\Williams 2014-07-20
Año de publicación: 2014
Encuadernación: Paperback
Condición del libro: New

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