By Michele Bardsley
When i discovered the traditional tomb of the 2 strongest vampires in background, I knew I was in for many trouble….
yet archaeologists like me, Moira Jameson, are prepared for hassle. ok, perhaps no longer human-species-threatening difficulty. Or the type of difficulty that arrives within the kind of a beautiful werewolf named Drake. Yeah. Werewolf. And i assumed old curses and jogging corpses have been a shaggy dog story. Um…not so much.
’Cause a strolling corpse named Karn desires to exhibit vampires, and all of parakind, to the humans. and everybody else thinks that’s a nasty proposal. Then a pyramid mysteriously appears to be like in damaged middle, Oklahoma, and I’m appointed to get inside, live to tell the tale booby traps, and wake up very outdated, very hungry vampires. fortunately, Drake has my again (and my front). regrettably, archaeology occasionally finds a few very nasty surprises. And I'll need to make a decision among saving myself…or saving the world.
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Parecia inquieto; em algum momento pareceu exasperado. Abriu a sacola de couro, apalpou-a por dentro, até a mão direita trêmula encontrar um cartão-postal. No rosto sério os lábios sumiram de sua boca, quem sabe um cacoete ou o gesto ansioso. Por favor, me acompanhe até essa casa, ele pediu, apontando a fotografia do cartão-postal. O tom da voz era quase de súplica; chegou a ser patético ao repetir o pedido em francês, e só não o fez em alemão porque dispensei mais salamaleques. Eu conhecia de vista a casa ilhada: u m bangalô atraente 70 e misterioso, que só parecia dar sinal de vida depois do anoitecer, quando as luzes iluminavam a fachada e o jardim.
Ela apareceu ao anoitecer. Notou o jeito esquivo dos convidados e perguntou logo de cara: Vocês ainda estão falando de política? Tirou os sapatos, mal cumprimentou Francine e Laure, disse: Ça vai a Gerardo, Gabriela e Jérôme, foi menos fria com Fabiana e Marcelo, beijando-lhes o rosto e perguntando a todos: Pelo menos me esperaram pra cantar parabéns? Lázaro apontou para Jean-Paul, sozinho e de pernas abertas no canto da sala, o rosto com ar entorpecido e blasé. Mas Bárbara o ignorou. Só ela estava de pé, observando a bagunça de copos, garrafas, pratos e talheres, então Fabiana disse que só estavam esperando por Bárbara para cantar parabéns e pediu a Marcelo que acendesse as velas do bolo.
Soube que deixara a Bretanha havia muitos anos; seu desejo era partir em busca do desconhecido. Para ele, viajar era uma forma de viver em tempos distintos. Um dia lhe perguntei se conhecia o dialeto bretão ou uma das tantas línguas indígenas do Amazonas. Vi seu rosto branco ruborizar: um rosto sem rugas, imberbe, os olhos azulados pareciam expressar dúvida ou indagação; de repente se levantou, foi até a varanda e, de costas para o rio, disse: Emilie me confundiu com Armand Verne. Ele, sim, é u m linguista aplicado e tutor dos nativos.