My Blood Runs Blue
My Blood Runs Blue Book 1
by Stacy Eaton
Genre: Paranormal Romance
*** International Best Seller ***
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“I’m still a cop, and my blood runs blue.”
Officer Kristin Greene has always felt that something was missing from her
life. Although her job with the Fawn Hollow Township Police
Department keeps her busy, she still feels like there is something
else out there for her. She soon finds herself investigating a
homicide where a young woman has had her throat ripped out. As she
begins to dig for the answers, she finds herself thrown into a world
she didn’t know ever existed. When the two strong and silent men
walk into her life, she finds herself being pulled into a love
triangle that has been going on longer than she has been alive. Who
are they and why do they keep calling her Calista? Join Kristin as
she fights to learn the truth about the recent murder, the two
seductive men who have entered into her life and the real truth about
herself.
My Blood Runs Blue Series is an adult
Paranormal Action/Romance Series
and is intended for mature audiences.
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The Pulse of Blue Blood
My Blood Runs Blue Book 2
The Pulse of Blue Blood is a short story that should be read AFTER My
Blood Runs Blue. This story of 17K words is the back story to Kristin
& Calista. Reading this story before reading My Blood Runs Blue
will spoil many plot points.
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Blue Blood For Life
My Blood Runs Blue Book 3
→ 2012 Finalist – Reader’s Favorite Awards ←
*** International Best Seller ***
Book 2 – in the Series “My Blood Runs Blue”
“You belong to me… for life…”
After a month off, Kristin comes back to work happier then she’s been in
a long time. Her new status in life has her solving crimes faster and
better than she ever could before.
When Alex goes missing, Kristin finds she finally has to reveal the
secrets of her life to her friends. Will they be able to stand beside
her after they learn all that she has hidden from them?
Julian and Gabe stand beside her faithfully as they try to locate Alex. They
are surprised to find Trent already in Fawn Hollow, but know that
Trent may be the only one to do what Alex has asked them to do. As
one more choice is taken away from Kristin, she attempts to make the
best of it, but finds herself drawn to Trent in a way Julian and
Alexander could never compare to.
Trent goes to work with Kristin to keep her safe but will he be able to
handle all that her police world entails? Can he handle the side of
her that she reveals, the one that Alex and Julian know nothing
about? When Kristin and Trent uncover the connection between her job
and the kidnapping, they are finally able to put the pieces together,
but can they get to Alex fast enough? Will Kristin be able to handle
rescuing Alex and all that she learns in the process?
Join Kristin, Julian, Trent and Alexander as they dive into a new mystery
that will have you turning the pages quickly to find out who is
responsible and how Kristin’s life is forever changed once again.
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Mixing the Blue Blood
My Blood Runs Blue Book 4
Officer Kristin Greene returns along with the rest of the characters you have
grown to love. Only this time, it’s not just her life on the line.
Now the entire breed’s existence is in danger.
Olivia Newman has been Kristin’s best friend for years and loves the new
life that Kristin is living. Her relationship with Gabriel is
bittersweet, and she knows that because she is human, a future
between them can never really last.
Gabriel Montgomery takes his position in the Vampire Military Force seriously
and never expected to have such intense feelings for a human woman.
When Olivia is kidnapped, Gabe, Kristin, and the gang realize they
have stumbled upon a human trafficking ring. Only this ring isn’t
for sex. The leaders of this ring are hell-bent on destroying the breed.
Can they rescue Olivia and save their future before old enemies return
and destroy the breed? Find out in Mixing the Blue Blood
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Stacy Eaton is a USA Today Bestselling author and began her writing career in
October of 2010. Stacy took early retirement from law enforcement
after over fifteen years of service in 2016 due to a second serious
concusion. Her last three years on the job were in investigations and
crime scene investigation. She now writes full-time.
Stacy resides in southeastern Pennsylvania with her husband, who works in
law enforcement, and her teen daughter. Stacy also has a son who is
currently serving in the United States Navy. She is also very
involved in Domestic Violence Awareness and served on the Board of
Directors for her local Domestic Violence Center for three years.
Stacy writes a variety of genre’s, but mostly romance. She enjoys writing
real-life stories that people can relate too with real-life problems,
emotions, and solutions.
Her favorites: Classic cars, photography, Disney, music, coffee and her
favorite sweatshirt that says, “You are dangerously close to
getting killed in my next novel.”
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He is right, I didn’t. I have never told him how I felt, or that I didn’t think I was going to make it without him. But I would have done anything to have him there that first couple of months. I can’t even count how many times I pulled up his number to call him, but it did get easier, and I made a couple of friends and made it through the four years.
Taking a step back, I turn my back to him. The artwork before me brings back so many memories. Looking at each image, I realize many of them I had watched him draw. I used to sit next to him on the bed and just watch for hours as those images came together. It used to fascinate me how anyone could make something look so real, with just the use of a pencil, but Micah’s talent was mesmerizing and relaxing.
On the counter is the snowflakes he drew for my tattoo. I run my finger over the paper, expecting to feel the coldness under my touch because of how realistic they look. It’s beautiful, but I expected nothing less from him.
“You know, the one thing I missed the most would be the nights I would lay there and watch you draw. It would take away the ugliness that I lived in every day.”
Turning with the picture of the snowflakes in hand, I run my fingers across it a couple more times. “This is beautiful, by the way.”
He doesn’t say anything, he just stands there, his arms now crossed over his chest, but he does nod his head. One thing about Micah I always envied, he never doubted himself. I always wished I had that kind of confidence. Maybe then, I would have been able to tell my father and brother where they could go. Instead of hiding behind Micah for two years and allowing him to risk so much just to take care of me.
“Why haven’t you been with anyone in the last four years, Aspen?”
I instantly feel my cheeks warm up from embarrassment. I never meant to admit that to him, but something about having this man wrapped around me makes the world a different place. Makes me a different person, and words just fly out. I’m still not sure how I never let it slip that I was in love with him. Actually, that’s a lie. I know why I didn’t, because I wasn’t sure if I’d make it back from that heartbreak I would have had, if he told me he didn’t share those feelings.
“I’m not going to take a shrug of your shoulders as an answer. I made the mistake four years ago of not making you talk to me, and it seems from tonight’s conversation, that was a very big mistake on my part. So now, I’m going to learn from those mistakes. Why Aspen?”
“Would you believe me if I said I buried myself in my school work, and just didn’t want to get misguided by throwing a relationship in there?”
Those brown eyes that I have had some very pleasurable dreams about bore into me. He isn’t buying it, but I really didn’t expect him to, either. My eyes focus on the snowflakes. I need to just tell him how I feel. It hasn’t changed in four years; tonight definitely didn’t change those feelings, and I’m no longer a stupid teenager. I’m a woman, with a degree and an amazing career ahead of me, I need to start acting like one.
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