Today, I thought I’d share with you a picture of one of the actual locations used in “Experiment Nine”, the Kansas City fair.
Experiment Nine is about genetically created vampires who escape from a secret government project into America’s backwoods, only to find themselves hunted by an obsessed detective as well as by their former captors.
The book is available on Amazon here: http://a-fwd.com/asin-uk=B07F6S2YSZ
Just outside the city, a fairground burned brightly at the foot of darkened hills – an enormous glowing cartwheel of people, toys, rides, music, and noise.
“Jason!” prey called to him.
The girl ran up to him. Her high heeled boots made heavy weather of the damp ground. Twilight danced on her golden earrings. He admired her long, brown hair, fashioned in a style copied from a celebrity magazine. She caught up to him, grabbed him, swung him around, breathless from exertion.
“Why didn’t you wait for me?”
“I like to see you run,” he said.
“Are we going down there?”
Jason caught her young, porcelain face in gloved fingers. He squeezed, just hard enough to tease. Prey liked that. The wind tossed her long hair, the elements laughing at this child, but she didn’t hear them.
“Soon enough. Why, you scared of being alone?”
“Not while I’m with you.”
Her body was firm but pliant. She had a small tattoo above her left wrist. It looked like a heart. It shouldn’t have bothered him, but it did.
She did not see his hunger. They never did. They mistook it for a sexual appetite. They wanted a fantasy, someone who would whisk them away from their humdrum lives for a few hours.
“You feel safe?”
“Why not? I got you to protect me.”
“You’ll need more than that, honey.”
Mona reached out from nowhere, grabbed the girl’s neck, and snapped it savagely.
It didn’t take much effort, but the resultant sickening snap was more stomach-churning than even she had imagined. She saw the girl’s long, immaculately brushed hair on the ground, her feet now lying at odd angles, one high heel snapped, her woolen tights torn, and she felt pity. She surprised herself that she could feel anything at all
“You better drink it before it’s cold,” he told her.
But she turned her head aside. “I lost my appetite.”
I hope you will agree that these aren’t ordinary vampires.
Here’s what others are saying about Experiment Nine:
“Author Eric Ian Steele has again accomplished what he does so well: merging old legend and myth with a new and modern creation story to develop believable monsters that you find yourself cheering for!”
You can read more of Experiment Nine here: http://a-fwd.com/asin-uk=B07F6S2YSZ