Blood Pressure: A Vampire Testament

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The secret war between vampires and humans escalates and the world will never be the same again…

Christopher Jude Miller – fully grown and still human – has returned to New York to seek answers about his past. It is there he meets Joie, a young woman connected to his past, and falls into a twisted love triangle. He and Joie also realize that the magical forces that made both their lives possible have unexpected side effects, as they discover ...

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Overview

The secret war between vampires and humans escalates and the world will never be the same again…

Christopher Jude Miller – fully grown and still human – has returned to New York to seek answers about his past. It is there he meets Joie, a young woman connected to his past, and falls into a twisted love triangle. He and Joie also realize that the magical forces that made both their lives possible have unexpected side effects, as they discover that united they have abilities neither knew of before - including the power to cure vampires.

Created after the incidents that brought in the National Guard to contain the vampire zombie plague on the Lower East Side, Clean Slate Global is a covert ops organization formed to rid the world of vampires, run by ex-deputy mayor Jonathan Richmond. But Richmond unleashes an ancient evil with darker motives. It plots to use Christopher and Joie’s power to eliminate all vampires from the Earth…with the exception of its own new and improved indestructible army of the undead.

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Editorial Reviews

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"Taylor's New York is a chillingly familiar world filled with new and deadly possibilities. More than just a vampire novel, Blood Pressure is a story that keeps you up at night long after you've turned the last page." –Karin Slaughter, New York Times bestselling author of Undone

"I've never read anything like it." --Whoopi Goldberg on Bite Marks

"Truly enjoyable and imaginative, this thrilling, convoluted yarn is sure to delight any vampire fan." --Publisher's Weekly (Starred Review) on Bite Marks

"Terence Taylor delivers masterful world-building, edge-of-your-seat prose, and characters to die for--his is an exciting fresh voice in vampire literature." -- LA Banks, New York Times Bestseller and author of The Vampire Huntress Legends Series

" Bite Marks is a must-read for fans of vampires and well-crafted paranormal fiction--just in the nick of time." --Tananarive Due, American Book Award-winning author of Blood Colony

Publishers Weekly
Set in 2007, 20 years after the events of 2009's Bite Marks, Taylor's adrenaline-laced sophomore effort finds the once-evil Adam Caine practicing psychotherapy as Dr. Abel Lazarus; Lori trying to finish writing a biography of Zora Neale Hurston before succumbing to cancer; her former lover Steven struggling with a stalled career; and their daughter, Joie, filming performance art. They form a ragtag band of commandos with vampire Prenelle de Marivaux to combat the twin threats of the antivampire organization Clean Slate Global and supervamp Christopher Ross. Fascinating flashback sequences explore the Harlem Renaissance and prewar Berlin, and a powerful romance between young Joie and aging voodoo-practicing vampire Turner will melt readers' hearts. Taylor keeps readers enthralled while setting the stage nicely for the next installment in this complex, fascinating world. (Apr.)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780312385262
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 3/30/2010
  • Series: Vampire Testaments Series
  • Pages: 416
  • Sales rank: 1,404,726
  • Product dimensions: 5.58 (w) x 8.32 (h) x 1.11 (d)

Meet the Author

Terence Taylor

TERENCE TAYLOR, author of Bite Marks, is also an award-winning children's television writer, whose work has appeared on PBS, Nickelodeon, and Disney, among many others. After a career of comforting young kids, he's now equally dedicated to scaring their parents. His short horror stories have been published in all three Dark Dreams anthologies. He lives quietly in Brooklyn and laughs a lot between acts of literary carnage.

Visit DoYouBelieveInVampires.com and terencetaylor.com for more on The Vampire Testaments.

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CHAPTER 1

 

3:32 P.M.—East Village, 19 July 2007

Christopher had never been sick a day in his life.

It was a running joke in the family. There wasn’t one kid or parent they hadn’t carried to the emergency room in the middle of the night, at one time or another, except Christopher. They’d made jokes about his good health all through his childhood, had even accused him of bringing a few family pets back to life before they could be buried. They made jokes, the neighbors made jokes, teachers made jokes, but beneath all the laughter was something darker.

There was fear.

He could feel the shiver under the love, behind the smiles. His adoptive parents loved and cared for him, but the Ross family could sense the same thing he could. Christopher wasn’t one of them, even if they couldn’t pin down exactly how or why, different in a way no one could define. Despite his dark-blond good looks, his athleticism, the charismatic quiet that drew people to him, they were a little scared by how easy it was to trust him. It was like he was too good to be true, not their son but a confidence man with a practiced pitch they should beware.

No one tried to stop him when he announced that he was moving to New York to look for his birth parents and uncover his history. They’d said all the right things, told him they understood why he had to go, that they’d miss him and he should hurry back soon, but he saw the relief in their eyes, the way their bodies relaxed as soon they dropped him off at the Metro-North train station in Bridgeport.

Once he reached Manhattan, he took the Lexington Avenue subway downtown from Grand Central Station to see the first of the apartment shares he’d found on Craigslist. The layered music beats in his iPod headphones made his walking view of the East Village streets feel like a low-budget, independent DV movie instead of the real thing. People that crowded the streets around him were either tourists or locals. You could tell the difference when one stopped midsidewalk to shop, gawk, or take pictures as the others shoved past.

Christopher kept moving, blended in like a local. His clothing and short, shaggy hair were cool and casual enough that the big bag over his shoulder didn’t make him look like he’d just arrived. He moved down the crowded New York streets with what looked like purpose, as if he knew where he was going, when he was completely and totally lost, unsure of what he’d find now that he was here. He’d been to Manhattan only once before, on a high school field trip, and they’d gone no farther than the Museum of Modern Art, on West Fifty-third Street, after leaving Grand Central.

Christopher finally stopped at a corner store and asked the clerk behind the counter for directions, got back onto Second Avenue, and walked south across Houston Street to find Rivington. After the canyons created by towering high-rise condos being built along Houston Street, the neighborhood below Houston seemed smaller, more intimate. He walked past windows filled with hip clothes and small restaurants with free wireless.

The address turned out to be a rusty redbrick six-story walk-up on the corner, with storefronts on the ground floor. It was near a couple of places to eat and a market, not far from the subway if he’d walked here the right way. It would do. Christopher rang the bell and a buzzer let him in the front door without question. A male voice with a clipped accent spoke from the intercom as he entered.

“Third floor.”

A skinny Middle Eastern kid a little younger than him opened the door upstairs, grinned, dressed in hip-hop gear, a backward baseball cap worn over a fade with geometric stripes cut into the side.

“Yo, man. Check it . . .”

He receded as Christopher followed him into the corner apartment. Dance music filled the air, pumped from stacks of speakers on shelves that covered the rear wall of the living room. The rest of the space was filled with hard drives, computers, screens, and recorders—reel-to-reel, cassette, CD, DVD—a technological armory equipped for any audio need. It all framed a worn couch that slouched under the window, the only free space in the room.

“My gear,” said Spider. “I produce music, so that half is studio space, cool?” Christopher shrugged as he looked over the setup.

“Yours?” he asked, nodded at the pounding speakers.

“Yeah. My girl Vangie’s new band, Bitter. They play tonight at a gallery in Chelsea. Come; should be hot.”

“Sure.”

“Want to see the room?”

“I’ll take it. You want references?”

The guy looked at him and grinned. “You’re cool, I can tell. Tag’s Spider Remix, call me Spider.” He held out a fist. Christopher punched back, felt like a liar even if he knew he was “cool.” Everyone thought so. Just once he’d like to meet someone who didn’t automatically fall for his fatal charm. “First month’s rent and half the deposit today, move your stuff in anytime.”

Christopher dropped his bag on the floor.

“Done. Where’s the party?”

 

Excerpted from Blood Pressure by .

Copyright  2010 by Terence Taylor.

Published in April 2010 by St. Martin’s Griffin.

All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.

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First Chapter

Blood Pressure

A Vampire Testament
By Terence Taylor

St. Martin's Griffin

Copyright © 2010 Terence Taylor
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780312385262

CHAPTER 1
 
3:32 P.M.—East Village, 19 July 2007
Christopher had never been sick a day in his life.
It was a running joke in the family. There wasn’t one kid or parent they hadn’t carried to the emergency room in the middle of the night, at one time or another, except Christopher. They’d made jokes about his good health all through his childhood, had even accused him of bringing a few family pets back to life before they could be buried. They made jokes, the neighbors made jokes, teachers made jokes, but beneath all the laughter was something darker.
There was fear.
He could feel the shiver under the love, behind the smiles. His adoptive parents loved and cared for him, but the Ross family could sense the same thing he could. Christopher wasn’t one of them, even if they couldn’t pin down exactly how or why, different in a way no one could define. Despite his dark-blond good looks, his athleticism, the charismatic quiet that drew people to him, they were a little scared by how easy it was to trust him. It was like he was too good to be true, not their son but a confidence man with a practiced pitch they should beware.
No one tried to stop him when he announced that he was moving to New York to look for his birth parents and uncover his history. They’d said all the right things, told him they understood why he had to go, that they’d miss him and he should hurry back soon, but he saw the relief in their eyes, the way their bodies relaxed as soon they dropped him off at the Metro-North train station in Bridgeport.
Once he reached Manhattan, he took the Lexington Avenue subway downtown from Grand Central Station to see the first of the apartment shares he’d found on Craigslist. The layered music beats in his iPod headphones made his walking view of the East Village streets feel like a low-budget, independent DV movie instead of the real thing. People that crowded the streets around him were either tourists or locals. You could tell the difference when one stopped midsidewalk to shop, gawk, or take pictures as the others shoved past.
Christopher kept moving, blended in like a local. His clothing and short, shaggy hair were cool and casual enough that the big bag over his shoulder didn’t make him look like he’d just arrived. He moved down the crowded New York streets with what looked like purpose, as if he knew where he was going, when he was completely and totally lost, unsure of what he’d find now that he was here. He’d been to Manhattan only once before, on a high school field trip, and they’d gone no farther than the Museum of Modern Art, on West Fifty-third Street, after leaving Grand Central.
Christopher finally stopped at a corner store and asked the clerk behind the counter for directions, got back onto Second Avenue, and walked south across Houston Street to find Rivington. After the canyons created by towering high-rise condos being built along Houston Street, the neighborhood below Houston seemed smaller, more intimate. He walked past windows filled with hip clothes and small restaurants with free wireless.
The address turned out to be a rusty redbrick six-story walk-up on the corner, with storefronts on the ground floor. It was near a couple of places to eat and a market, not far from the subway if he’d walked here the right way. It would do. Christopher rang the bell and a buzzer let him in the front door without question. A male voice with a clipped accent spoke from the intercom as he entered.
“Third floor.”
A skinny Middle Eastern kid a little younger than him opened the door upstairs, grinned, dressed in hip-hop gear, a backward baseball cap worn over a fade with geometric stripes cut into the side.
“Yo, man. Check it . . .”
He receded as Christopher followed him into the corner apartment. Dance music filled the air, pumped from stacks of speakers on shelves that covered the rear wall of the living room. The rest of the space was filled with hard drives, computers, screens, and recorders—reel-to-reel, cassette, CD, DVD—a technological armory equipped for any audio need. It all framed a worn couch that slouched under the window, the only free space in the room.
“My gear,” said Spider. “I produce music, so that half is studio space, cool?” Christopher shrugged as he looked over the setup.
“Yours?” he asked, nodded at the pounding speakers.
“Yeah. My girl Vangie’s new band, Bitter. They play tonight at a gallery in Chelsea. Come; should be hot.”
“Sure.”
“Want to see the room?”
“I’ll take it. You want references?”
The guy looked at him and grinned. “You’re cool, I can tell. Tag’s Spider Remix, call me Spider.” He held out a fist. Christopher punched back, felt like a liar even if he knew he was “cool.” Everyone thought so. Just once he’d like to meet someone who didn’t automatically fall for his fatal charm. “First month’s rent and half the deposit today, move your stuff in anytime.”
Christopher dropped his bag on the floor.
“Done. Where’s the party?”
 
Excerpted from Blood Pressure by .
Copyright  2010 by Terence Taylor.
Published in April 2010 by St. Martin’s Griffin.
All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 7, 2010

    THE STORY WAS GREAT

    THE COMPANION BOOK TO BITE MARKS.
    THE VAMPIRE BABY IS ALL GROWN UP AND IMMORTAL BUT NOT A VAMPIRE.
    EVERYONE WANTS HIM FOR THEIR EXPERIMENTS. THE VAMPIRES ARE BRUTAL, THE STORY IS GREAT, WELL ROUNDED PLOT AND CHARACTERS. I HAD A HARD TIME PUTTING IT DOWN. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND BOTH BOOKS AND CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT.

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  • Posted March 20, 2010

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    a one sitting thriller

    In 2007 Christopher moves to New York seeking to find and meet his biological parents so he can finally understand why he is so different than the Ross family who raised him. In Manhattan, he meets performing art film documentary maker Joie. .They share a strange bond as each realizes the impact on their respective soul by otherworldly forces. However, they will soon learn that the whole is greater than the sum of the parts as together they possess incredible power that others want to use for their nefarious schemes.

    The Federal funded covert ops Clean Slate Global learns of their joint skill and plans to use it as a super weapon to eradicate all vampires except for those who work for them. Christopher and Joie team up with her parents Lori and Steven, psychotherapist Dr Lazarus, and Prenelle the vampire top prevent the government from being the only group to possess vampires.

    Two decades since Bite Marks occurred, the action picks up without missing a heartbeat due to a strong cast especially the heroes and the lead villain. Fast-paced throughout even with super looks back in time to late 1920s Cabaret Berlin and the Harlem Renaissance, fans will relish this motley crew of Davids and Davidettes fighting against Goliath as well as some rogue vampires. Blood Pressure is a one sitting thriller as the streets of Manhattan is draped in blood.

    Harriet Klausner

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