Tiffany Heiser is the author of the With Love series, a paranormal romance. She lives in Dallas, TX with her husband, Brian, and newborn son, Parker. She is an avid reader and enjoys rainy days. She has always written. When she was younger, it started with poetry and short stories, but as she got older she knew her dream was to become a published author. Her dream became reality when she decided to put her pen to paper and created Bonded With Love, from there she has also published a short story prequel to the With Love series, Broken Bond, and soon to be released Book 2, Struggle With Love, will be out on May 29, 2013.
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Struggle With Love
Book 2 of the With Love series
Due out May 29, 2013
Rena's heart loves one and her blood craves another.
Rena knew that Bristol, a rogue vampire, was still out there waiting for her blood. She knew he wouldn't quit until he had every drop intertwined with his. She also knew she would stop at nothing to bring an end to it all and save her family and the man she loves; even if it means losing herself in the process.
Rena thought facing Bristol was the worst she would come up against- she was wrong. She must face and destroy the demons struggling inside her or else she will be consumed by evil. She has to find herself before she loses everything and everyone she loves. Which side will win in the battle between true love and dark desire?
I am pulled away from my thoughts as his hand gently strokes my cheek. "There is nothing that compares to you. I love you, Rena."
I leaned into his touch and whispered, "I love you too.” With my response his eyes filled with sadness. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"Do you really love me?" Cryder asked, staring deeply into my eyes as if searching for the answer himself.
I laid my hand over his, our interlocked fingers resting on his knee. "Of course I do, Cryder,” I said. “Why are you asking me that?"
He sat staring at our intertwined fingers for a brief moment, before responding. "I feel as though you are torn. That you are struggling with where your heart lies."
I shook my head. "I'm not struggling, Cryder. I promise."
"Then how do you explain him?" Cryder growled, staring at the open area behind me.
Bristol stood behind Cryder and I. He had kidnapped me, taken me to a cabin in the woods and tricked me into drinking his blood. I was able to escape but not before our blood had mixed. There was some strange connection between us and the only way to break it was death. He taunted me now, hovering in my dream, leaning against a tree I never remembered creating. His arms were crossed at his chest, and a smile played on his lips as our eyes met. He was dressed to the nines, in a white button up shirt, and navy blue suit matched with a navy tie. A hint of lust bubbled beneath the surface, and I attempted to shove that as far down as possible. Instead I chose the more dominant emotion running through my veins; hatred. I quickly stood into a crouching position. "Bristol,” I growled through clenched teeth. “What the hell are you doing here?”
"We are connected dear. I needed you," Bristol purred.
My stomach clenched, but not with revulsion it was something else that I couldn't pinpoint. Or was I denying the impossible truth? I shoved that thought aside, it was impossible that I could be feeling anything other that anger towards this monster.
Cryder stood to block me from Bristol's view, as his sharp incisors released themselves from his gums. "Leave. She doesn't want you here."
Bristol lifted his body gracefully from the tree and squared his shoulders at Cryder. "Let the girl speak for herself you behemoth. I guarantee she will change her mind.,” he sneered.