Angel’s Guardian is Zeecé Lugo’s first Paranormal Romance; specifically, it’s a vampire romance. The main protagonist, Maxim, is a scruffy, alienated, mean character who sports the homeless look and prowls the parapets of New York City in search of “proper prey.” Maxim is a prodigal son running from duty and responsibility, disconnected from an archaic vampire nation that refuses to embrace the future. He lives life on his own terms, his character shaped and driven by a sense of honor rooted in the now. You will never call him tortured or heroic. He is a new brand of vampire. Angel’s Guardian is now available at all major online sellers.
Amazon Blurb for Angel’s Guardian:
The vampire Maxim makes his home in New York City. Self-exiled from the vampire nation, he spends his days in quiet solitude, and his nights prowling the heights and hunting evil, his prey of choice. On a cold, November night, he chances upon a gang rape in a desolate back alley. He leaps at the chance to feed on predators of the worst kind, his favorite prey. But the situation takes a turn he never expected, and soon he finds himself wishing he’d made a different choice on that fateful night.
Angelica has been on the run for years. Kidnapped by a sex-trafficking ring at the age of fourteen, she escaped only to be relentlessly pursued by her enemies ever since. Tonight, they found her. As she lies dying on a cold, dark alley, her only fear is for the secret she desperately hid moments before they caught her. A secret she must protect with her life from her enemies and from the monster that destroyed them and now turns red, fiery eyes upon her.
The sweet scent of blood called to him, sending the sharp sting of longing straight to his thirsty soul. He leaped onto the parapet and crouched to scan the dark below like a bird of prey hunting his next meal. From his perch high on the rooftop, he had the advantage. He was a predator at the top of the food chain.
The wind blew frigid and gusty, whipping his long trench coat behind him, blowing back his long, untamed mane of hair, stirring his wild, matted beard. Autumn was fading into winter, his favorite time of year with its longer nights and shorter days. The cold did not bother him.
He gazed up at the sky, sniffing the cold air like a wolf in the wild, wistful for the sight of stars and moon. The November sky was heavy with clouds, not a star in sight. The first snowfall of the season could not be far off. He leaned forward precariously, scanning the landscape under him.
Somewhere in the damp, cold, trash-ridden alleys, fresh blood flowed, calling to him with the beguiling siren song he could not resist. The alley below was desolate, only empty plastic bags and dead leaves drifting in the cold night’s breeze. He sprang into the air with the strength and grace of a wildcat, easily spanning the distance to the next building, landing halfway across the roof.
Another leap brought him to the far edge where once again, he stopped to peer at the darkness below. The scent of fresh blood was strong now. There, behind a large metal dumpster were the huddled figures, rabid animals feasting on easy, wounded prey. They were not vampire. They were human. He jumped, landing easily on his feet, the six-story drop but child’s play to him.
Facing the street was the lookout, the one who “encouraged” anyone approaching the alley to keep moving, leaving the beasts to enjoy themselves undisturbed. Shielded by the metal dumpster, three men crouched over a prone figure, a female. It was her blood flowing, and there would be little left of it soon, but he was not concerned. It was the men who would provide.
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