LLC/paperback, 176 pages
Beauregard Channing has devoted the past four hundred years to tracking down items that, if put in the wrong hands,
have the ability to cause destruction and damage to innocent lives. Though sworn to defend mortals, Beau feels
removed and detached from humankind. He loses all desire for personal interaction with mortals until his next target,
Bradley Hildebrand, turns out to be the one woman he cannot seem to get off his mind.
Against his better judgment, Beau attempts to charm his way into Bradley’s heart while simultaneously trying to coax her
into giving him the relic he seeks before the wrong people discover its location. Bradley immediately annihilates Beau’s
plan of a peaceful compromise by refusing to believe that a world of vampires and supernatural creatures could exist
without her knowledge.
While he is attempting to make Bradley see reason, Beau’s worst fear comes true. A group that intends nothing but
devastation to those around them discovers the location of Bradley and her artifact. After an attack that leaves Bradley
lucky to be alive, the men take off with the widely sought after historical object. Now it is up to Bradley, Beau, and
Bradley’s slightly unorthodox and eccentric best friend Camden to track down the artifact and save innocent lives from
falling victim to its powers. If the three of them don’t end up killing each other, Beau just might be able to persuade
Bradley to fall in love with him.
Reviewer for Manic Readers
Rating: 4 stars
"Dead Encounters of the Supernatural Kind was great! The characters and the plot were done well and the descriptions
of a college gone berserk brought me right into the book! Get it for yourself; you'll be glad you did."
Reviewer for Dark Diva Reviews
Rating: 5 Delightful Divas and a Recommended Read
The plot was well-thought out and organized. It is nice to think that there are vampires out the trying to protect the
human race, rather than think of us as just food. This is a fast-paced book packed with action, humor, and tenderness;
and it is one that I will not soon forget. I would love it if this book were turned into a series, because I am just dying to
know how things turn out for Camden. Melissa Hosack is certainly an author to keep an eye on and I plan to watch for
more books from her.
Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance & More
Rating: 5 Cups out of 5 Cups
I absolutely loved Deadly Encounters of the Supernatural Kind. The characters are unbelievably life-like; there were
moments I thought they had jumped from the pages. Beau drips with a heated charisma, and I could not help but be
captivated by his charm. He is strong, handsome and magnetic. I enjoyed the dialogue between Beau and Bradley, not
to mention the shower part. I thought the character of Camden played a great role. He added some wonderful
momentum to the storyline. With great depiction, Melissa Hosack crafts a phenomenal read that consumed this reader
from beginning to end. I did not want this action-packed thrill to end.
Reviewer for LASR
Rating: 4 Books
Stakes, holy water & garlic… All ways to protect you from being bitten by a Vampire. But how do you protect yourself
from falling in love with one? Not an easy answer, as our main character Bradley finds out.
Beau and Bradley are quite the pair; he’s sarcastic, rude and downright gorgeous. Bradley is tall, beautiful, intelligent,
and irritatingly stubborn. She unintentionally and intentionally torments poor Beau to distraction, keeping from his initial
goal. Between threats of violence and bouts of passion these two find some common ground.
Unlike any other Vampire story I’ve read, this one caught me in chapter one. I just couldn’t put it down!
The character were interesting and well thought out, Bradley was insightful and unafraid of the unknown that was put in
front of her. She has all the characteristics that we all aspire to in life, to be brave and take the leap into the void. For
me, Beau was a bit harder to decipher. He fought who he was tooth and nail, not wanting to fit into the ‘normal’ vampire
category. He wanted nothing than to complete his mission and be on his way. In the end he becomes the hero we all
want in our own lives.
This story is one I’ll read again and will have a home on my bookshelf!
A very highly recommended story.
“My grandmother was not a witch!” Bradley cried with a stamp of her foot.
“I bet she was, just like I’m betting you are. Witchcraft is also the only explanation as to why I haven’t killed you yet. You’
ve put some kind of charm on me to make me desire you.”
“Oh, I have not!” Bradley griped, resuming her trek through the downpour. “Besides, witches don’t exist.”
“Just like vampires don’t exist?” he came back almost smugly with a wave at his chest, as if he were the living proof of a
“You are not a vampire,” she informed him, sounding exasperated.
He sent her a sideways glance. “You have no idea how tempting it is to tear your throat out with my fangs to prove my
She narrowed her eyes, but suggested, “Why don’t you turn into a bat? That oughtta prove it.”
“We don’t turn into bats,” he came back in disgust.
“So, you don’t turn into bats and you eat burgers. Sounds like the real deal to me,” she taunted sarcastically.
“I am the real deal,” Beau growled in agitation.
“Prove it,” she challenged. “Show me some fang.”
With an aggravated sigh, he stopped, pulling her to a halt next to him. “Fine.” He bared his teeth and his face screwed
up in concentration. “I don’t really do this unless I’m feeding,” he said in obvious annoyance at the inconvenience of her
Bradley braced her hands on his forearms and stood on tiptoes so she could peer into his mouth. “I don’t see any-
Confusion flitted across his features. “I don’t under-stand…” He concentrated with all his might, but couldn’t seem to get
his fangs to spring forward.
“They shy?” Bradley teased. Slapping him on the chest, she stepped back. “See? No proof. Not a vampire.” With a little
sigh, she started walking again. “Why do all the really sexy ones have to be crazy?”
Beau followed her, rubbing a finger along his teeth and gums, perplexed. “I just don’t get it. This never…” He trailed off
with a grin. “You said I was sexy.”
“I also said you were crazy,” she pointed out as they reached her building. Glancing over her shoulder at the door, she
said, “Well, this is me.”
When she spun back around, Beau stood with his hands in his pockets, his thumbs sticking out in a very rugged and
manly way. She had to mentally count to ten to keep herself from ogling him. “Goodnight,” she said through clenched
“I suppose I’ll be seeing you soon,” he said. “We’ve still got unfinished business to discuss.”
“Not really. I’m not giving your vampire wannabe butt my necklace, so that pretty much deters me from having any
further interaction with you.”
“Oh, there will be plenty more interaction.”
Bradley couldn’t help but notice that the low, husky sound of his voice sent tingles along her skin, affecting her like no
one ever had before.
She studied the way little water droplets glistened on the ends of his shoulder length, jet-black hair. Her eyes skimmed
over his broad chest, hungrily taking in the way his shirt clung to every muscle.
She was so busy admiring his physique that she didn’t notice he was going to kiss her until it was too late. Before she
could even think about stopping him, Beau’s lips were on hers.
They caressed across hers, soft and tentative as his arm snaked around her waist. He pulled her gently toward him until
her body melded against his.
As if they had a mind of their own, Bradley’s arms wrapped around his waist, clutching the back of his shirt in her fists.
His mouth became more persistent against hers, nudging her lips apart.
Pressing her body to his, she mumbled into his mouth, “This means nothing.”
He nibbled at her bottom lip, drawing a gasp from her.
“This is just…” She tightened her fists, nails raking briefly against his skin. “This is just that freebie. You know that,
Beau hissed at the sensation of her nails, his free hand rising to bury itself in her hair, gently gripping it at the scalp.
“Then I’ll use it wisely,” he growled into her mouth.
“I still think,” she said between kisses, “that you are arrogant, delusional, and should really see a psychologist about
this vampire-” She broke off with a surprised yip as he pulled her more forcefully against his chest.
“Shut up,” he grumbled, pausing only briefly before crushing his lips to hers again.
Bradley relaxed against him, making a happy mewing noise when he caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. She
was just starting to fully enjoy herself when a sharp pain invaded her lower lip. An instant later, she tasted blood.
Beau moaned, drawing her lip into his mouth, sucking at her bleeding flesh.
She let out a squeak of protest and pushed her hands against his chest, shoving roughly as she tore her mouth from
His eyes were dilated, the irises darker than usual. He had a set of sharp fangs protruding from his mouth with her
blood clinging to them, and his breathing was coming in shallow gasps.
She could see blood lust in his eyes almost as plain as his desire. She backed up a step in horror as his tongue flicked
over his bloody teeth.
“Bradley,” he practically begged as she took another step back, “I tried to warn you.”
When he reached a hand out to her, she gave a cry of terror. “Stay away from me!” she shrieked before turning and
racing into the building. As she shut the door behind her, she prayed that she was shutting Beauregard Channing out
of her life indefinitely.
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