title: Darklands: A Vampire's Tale
author:  Donna Burgess 
description: <b><i>"Darklands" </i></b>is a fabulous urban fantasy novel, full off violence, paranormal creatures and fabulous sexual scenes. I was captured from the first page. I had to finish the book to see how this was going to end." --Natasja's Book Blog<br /><br />This was an engrossing story from beginning to end... it draws you in deeply to the storyline and doesn't let go until the final page... I highly recommend this to those looking for an exciting read...<br />B+<br /> --Words of Wisdom....from The Scarf Princess<br /><br /><span><i><b><i>D</i>arklands </b></i>was definitely a change of pace. The tone wasgritty, dark, and violent, with several cringe-worthy moments...</span><span>I would recommend <i>it</i> to fans of urban fantasy and horror, and vampire romance looking for something darker. </span><span></span><span> </span> --Book of Secrets<br /><br />Burgess was new to me and she definitely impressed me. I look forward to more of her work, vampire's specifically! --Leilani Loves Books<br /><br />I was so exhausted with the "pretty" emo lacy vampires of fiction that I thought, <i>that's it! I'm never reading another one! I quit</i>!<br /><br />Along comes Burgess with a story satisfyingly violent, gory enough to thrill, and sadistic enough to stir the audience to the darker yearnings of the villain and the hero alike. --<i>The Scarlet Libertine </i>
zlib_text: _**AMERICAN VAMPIRE**_
  
    
  
    
  
  by
  
    
    
  
   **J.R. RAIN**
  
    
    
    
  
  Vampire for Hire #3
  
    
    
  
    
    
  
    
    
  
  **_Previous_**
  
    
  
  I was in the same parking lot where a young lady had been killed not too long
  ago in connection with a case of mine. A case that had involved Kingsley.
  
    
  
  The parking lot was mostly empty. It was late Sunday night, so no surprise
  there. I was in a spot that afforded me a perfect view of the parking lot’s
  entrance.
  
    
  
  _I’m really doing this,_ I thought.
  
    
  
  I was a few minutes early. To my right was an alley that ran behind the
  restaurant. The alley was clean and dimly lit and led to the back entrances of
  the stores that ran along Harbor Boulevard. Potted plants were arranged
  outside the bar’s back door, and a nearby fire escape appeared freshly
  painted. The alley itself was composed of cobblestones, like something you
  would see in an English village. I remembered the way the girl’s blood had
  soaked between the stones, zigzagging rapidly away from her d