#ChapterExcerpt from CLUB NUMBER FIVE by Jennifer Loiske

CLUB NUMBER FIVE (Immortal Blood Book 1)

Chapter Excerpt from CLUB NUMBER FIVE  by Jennifer Loiske

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Before we get started, I just want to say that I really enjoy posting these chapter excerpts for readers who are looking for a new book or author.  I read a wide range of books, almost all genres, and something I’ve discovered, my TBR is getting longer and longer.  After reading this chapter, I see I have one more to download.  SIGH!!

BOOK DESCRIPTION

Part One of Immortal Blood Series.
Samantha Green wanted nothing but to be normal, have a shallow life with smoking hot Jonathan Blake and an unforgettable senior year at Regents East High. But one morning she wakes up as a vampire. She has no idea who bit her or why. All she knows is she didn’t want it. Now her new life is full of secrets, deceit and fear, not to mention raw meatballs and red nectar that is definitely something else besides strawberry juice. Samantha tries to act normal. She pretends to like her mom’s chicken salad, goes to school and learns how to survive on her own, but what can she do when she finds herself inside of a devious conspiracy, strikingly fast hunters, secret clubs and mouthwateringly gorgeous boys and the only food she can catch is her best friend, Kate Walker’s, wrist?

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CHAPTER FIVE

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It took only ten minutes to get back to my house and then I had nothing else to do but wait. While waiting I cursed myself with all the nasty words I knew and created a few new ones, too. What kind of person even thought about biting her friend? A horrible one. And what if she refused to let me bite her? Could I force her? The hunger inside me made me sick and I knew the answer immediately. Yes, I could. She was my only hope. If I didn’t do it I’d have to go inside my house and bite some of my family members. And that I could not do. At least I hoped so.
A quiet knock woke me from my miserable thoughts. I opened the door, sighing, and watched Kate rush onto the couch and look at me with her eager eyes. I sighed again. I could tell she was bursting but I didn’t know how to start. Should I just blurt it out or should I smoothen the edges and tell her gently? Oh God! Why did this have to be so difficult? I glanced at her and saw how she was struggling not to talk. Not to ask anything, like she wanted to prove she was worthy of my trust. Oh, what the hell. I decided to spit it out.
“I think I’m a vampire.”
Silence. Kate’s eyes widened and she opened and closed her mouth in turns. “You think you’re a vampire.”
I nodded and she lifted her finger. She formed questions like what, when, who with her lips but nothing came out. I nodded again and saw an angry flash in her eyes.
“And that’s why you dragged me here in the middle of the night?” Kate’s voice rose alarmingly.
“Shh,” I hushed. “I don’t want to wake my parents and neither do you.”
Kate got up and paced back and forth. “You don’t think you’re a vampire, Sam. That kind of thing you know.”
“Okay,” I sighed. “Let’s assume I know I’m a vampire. Will you help me or not?”
“What kind of help are we talking about exactly?” Kate asked suspiciously. I licked my lips. I couldn’t help it, but just the thought of her blood made me crazy. “Oh, no,” Kate backed away. “I’m so not going to let you bite me. Besides, what evidence do you have that you are a vampire besides your new gorgeous look? I thought you didn’t believe any supernatural crap.”
“I didn’t,” I admitted. “But something happened to me.” I opened my scarf and let her see the small fang marks on my neck. “I got bitten.”
Kate leaned over and looked at my marks. I couldn’t help but sniff her heavenly smell and reveal my fangs. She glanced at me weirdly and I felt embarrassed. “Okay,” she said slowly. “So, you have fangs. What other proof do you have?”
I laughed nervously. She hadn’t run yet and that was a good sign, right? “I don’t have any pimples anymore.” I raised my brow.
“Right,” Kate’s mouth tugged. “Anything other than what Clearasil won’t cover?”
“My eyes hurt in the daylight and I look like a supermodel,” I grinned. “And I’m hungry.”
Kate went pale. “How hungry?”
“Don’t worry, I won’t jump on you. I can perfectly control myself.” I think, I added in my mind.
Kate sat down again and eyed me warily. We didn’t speak for a while. I pressed my knees together with my hands as if my life depended on it and tried to ignore my ever-so-growing hunger. Five minutes had passed and I couldn’t even look at her anymore. My throat was like sandpaper and my fangs hurt.
“Don’t lie to me,” Kate said quietly.
“I’m not lying,” I managed to hiss. “I won’t bite you. Scout’s honor.”
“You’re no Scout,” Kate sneered. “Tell me exactly how bad it is.”I glanced at her and shook my head. “Honey, your eyes are already reddish and I bet in a minute or two you’ll drool,” she said gently and moved closer to me.
“I will not drool,” I said between my teeth, “but I suggest you don’t come any closer.”
“That bad?” Kate said shakily.
I nodded. If she came any closer I couldn’t give any guarantees. I may or may not jump on her and I didn’t want to do that. I wished she’d go away, and I wished I’d been wiser than to ask her to come here.
“How do you want to do it?” she whispered. I stared at her, stunned. She rolled up her sleeves and unbuttoned her shirt. “What’s the best spot?”
“How would I know?” I hissed. “I’ve never bitten anyone before.”
She swallowed and I tried to smile encouragingly. My fangs burned and all I wanted to do was to grab her arm and sink my teeth in it. However, she was my best friend and she had a right to say no. I just hoped I could respect her choice if she refused to be my feeding machine.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I sighed and tried to turn my eyes off her beating veins. “I mean, after I start I don’t think I’m strong enough to let you go. Not even if you begged.”
She looked straight in to my eyes and nodded firmly. “I’m sure.”
I grabbed her hand and tried to hold back. I didn’t want her to see how animalistic I’d become. My instincts were guiding me and somehow I seemed to know exactly what to do. I glanced at her apologetically and sank my teeth into her wrist.
She flinched but didn’t pull her hand away. I tried to be gentle but she tasted so good. Her blood was like the sweetest candy I’d ever tasted. Something I could just drink forever. I felt my senses getting sharper and my body recover. My skin tingled and I was becoming dizzy. I knew I was getting drunk and I knew I had to stop. I tried to let her go but after my endless hunger had eased, something else filled me. Something I didn’t want her to see, but didn’t know how to stop either. My lips weren’t sucking her blood anymore. They were caressing her skin like a lover and I felt insuperable lust taking me over.
“What are you doing?” Kate asked and tried to push me away.
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t, as I was trying my best to fight against a lust so bad I couldn’t have imagined it existed. My tongue moved slowly over her skin and I couldn’t help it when a small moan broke from my mouth. My body was burning and I knew exactly what would help with that, but before I got my satisfaction someone pushed me away. I looked at Kate with eyes that saw nothing and licked my swollen lips sensuously.
“Ew,” Kate puckered her lips and stared at me. “Ew, ew, ew!”
I still couldn’t understand what had happened. A minute ago I was swimming in a sea of pleasure and now Kate had retained that pleasure from me. I tried to take her arm again, but she was quicker.
“Don’t even think about that!” she sniffed. “I don’t know what got into you but you’re acting like a pure A-class slut!”
“Excuse me?” I asked, stunned.
“You heard me,” she snapped, pretending to be hurt. “This is not you. I know you and you are not a slut. For God’s sake, Samantha, you’re a virgin!”
I stared at her, not able to understand what she was saying. She stared back, rubbing her wrist with a piece of cloth. Her eyes looked hurt but she didn’t seem to be scared of me. I touched my lips and suddenly I blushed. Oh my God! I licked her arm! I’d wanted to do things to her that I hadn’t even imagined doing with a boy. Oh crap! I buried my head in my hands and whispered, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Kate. Did I hurt you?”
“No.” She sniffed again. “Well, not really. It didn’t feel like anything special. Actually, it felt just like donating blood at the hospital.” She looked thoughtful. “I think I know what happened to you.” I lifted my gaze. “I think you were having after-sex hunger, but just the other way around.”
My mouth dropped open.
“You know,” she continued. “Like when you have sex, and I mean really good sex, and after that you’re so hungry you could kill.”
“And how would you know anything about sex like that?” I asked slowly.
She shrugged and smiled wickedly.
“You’re a virgin, too. For heaven’s sake, Kate!”
“So?” She sat next to me. “I read books.”
I shook my head. This couldn’t be happening. I had just bitten my best friend and tried to seduce her and she was just sitting there and talking calmly about sex. Like this was normal to us. Like it was nothing that I was a vampire. I touched her hand softly and took the cloth away. Her wrist didn’t look too bad. Okay, it was swollen and there were two small fang marks on it, but it wasn’t a bloody mess or anything. I took my scarf from the floor and tied it around her wrist. She smiled.
We sat there in silence and were so absorbed in our own thoughts that we didn’t notice the sound at first. Then Kate winced as she reached for her purse. Her cell was ringing. She closed it and sighed.
“It’s seven thirty and school starts in half an hour.”
“Right,” I breathed. “What do we do now?”
“Nothing.” Kate shrugged. “We go to school and act like nothing happened. And you better act good. I don’t want any bloodsucking in public, okay?”
“Okay.” I smiled at her.
“Okay.” She smiled back. “But you have to give me a ride. My hand hurts like hell.”

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About the Author:

Jennifer Loiske

Jennifer Loiske lives in Finland in Naantali, which is a small sunny town on the southwest coast. She is a Teen/YA paranormal fiction author, with four exciting series available worldwide. McLean Twins series for teen readers, Immortal Blood series for mature young adult readers, Blood Hunters series, also for mature young adults, which is a follow up for Immortal Blood series and is created by the readers’ requests, and The Shape Shifter series for anyone age 16 and up.
Jennifer’s stories are full of creatures of the night. Vampires, demons, witches, shape shifters…but even if they are mostly fiction you can find a hint of a truth in every story. Jennifer loves to research so every time she gets an idea of a new story she does a crazy Google session looking for places, old myths, names, folklores, magical items…anything that could spice up her story and make it more real for the readers. Jennifer is also part of Authors For Charity, an international author alliance, and team member in Epilepsy FI magazine. She is a pre-school teacher by profession.

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