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Round 1: Fighting for DFT – Wraith
Wraith vs. Ray Stavrakis
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Book Series: The Para-Ops Novels
Job: Member of the Para-Ops team, the first special ops team formed by the FBI comprised of humans and Otherborn, humanlike creatures with superhuman DNA.
Hair Color: Original color unknown, presently white
Eye Color: Original color unknown, presently hazed over
From (Location): Unknown, but in the past ten years I’ve spent time in Charleston, SC, Maine, and Los Angeles, CA
Significant Other: None, but I am currently and regretfully lusting after my team mate, Caleb O’Flare
Signature Move: Straddling Caleb O’Flare, shoving a gun under his jaw, and threatening to blow his head off
Kill Highlights: Fought during the second civil war. I’m an expert at ammunition and explosives. I’ve never lost a fight. Never.
Enemies: You’re kidding right? I trust no one.
Favorite Pastime: Listening to ABBA
Other Facts: Wraiths are experts at covert intelligence. I research my enemies thoroughly and exploit every weakness I dig up.
I go by the name Wraith because I am one. Unlike the rest of my sisters, I refuse to answer to a socially acceptable made-up-name when I can’t even remember the one I was given at birth. Ten years ago, I awoke in an alley in Charleston, South Carolina with no memory. No pulse or brain activity. No fingerprints either. Oh, and I also happened to be buck-ass naked.
The first person I saw, an old woman dressed in red, white, and blue, and pushing a walker, didn’t even flinch at seeing me, and when I asked to borrow her sweater, she told me to be proud of my body.
Since I’m fit and built, I guess I understand why, but do those things really matter given my skin is tinged blue, my hair is white, and my eyes are filmed over? I’m obviously not classic cover model material. While vamps, weres, felines, and mages have their problems fitting in to society, especially after half-a-decade of war between humans and Otherborn, they’ve got nothing on me. Still, a few have found me attractive enough to fuck. I’ve had several former lovers—Ramsey, who’s into BDSM, and Lucien, who’s into doing it high so neither one of us feels a single moment of pain. Me, physically. Him–well who knows what kind of past that vamp’s running from? All I know is we both share pain. A whole lot of it.
Oh, right. Pain. I suppose I should tell you that I can’t be touched without feeling pain. You might see this as a weakness, but don’t. I’ve lived with pain day in and day out for ten years. I’ve been tortured by the worst kind of animal, too. That tends to make a female tough. To make sure people know that, I wear skintight leathers and four-inch blue stilettos. I chew cinnamon gum and swear like a drunken sailor. Funny how big tits, blue skin, and a foul mouth unnerves people. They tend to keep their distance from me and that’s exactly how I want it.
Of course, I push people away so they don’t annoy me, not because I’m scared. You see, a funny thing about wraiths—we might not know how are human selves died, but once we’re back on earth as a ghost, we’re incapable of being killed. (For the most part.) On my last mission with the Para-Ops Team, we needed entry into a heavily guarded compound in North Korea in order to retrieve a stolen antidote. Things were getting a little dicey, so I did what I had to. The pain was unbelievable, but it was worth it in the end.
Although I’ll never admit it out loud, the Para-Ops team has become almost like a family to me. They’re all I have. Felicia and Lucy are okays gals, and the vampire and werebeast have become tolerable. The team’s psychic human shaman, Caleb O’Flare, on the other hand? He drives me crazy, but I’ll let you in on a secret–I know it’s mostly crazy with lust. Not that I’ll ever tell him that, but something tells me I don’t have to. After I got us into that compound, Caleb got in my face, spouting off that I wasn’t to take such a risk again. When I tried to make him back off, he kissed me.
I fought it. I fought him. But I liked it. And he knows it. Which means I’m planning on staying as far away from him as possible. Shouldn’t be a problem since he and Kyle Mahone, the FBI Director who formed the Para-Ops Team, pissed me off so much. And as soon as the team helps me find out my human identity, I’m out of here. Back to living on my own until fate decides to take my meager existence, such as it is, away from me.
But wait, you must be asking yourself. I said wraiths couldn’t be killed. That’s true, except there’s a closely guarded secret among wraiths—it’s possible we can lose our immortality between our tenth and eleventh year as wraiths (did I mention I just turned ten?). But I’m not going to let that stop me from doing what I need to do. I have nothing to lose. No one who’ll miss me on the off chance I did die again.
The one thing that keeps me half-way content nowadays is fighting with other people. Fighting and winning. I win every time because I’ll always fight as if I can’t die. It also helps that I’m an expert with ammunition and explosives. And I always carry a blade, one that hasn’t failed me yet.
A paranormal smack down? It’s what I’ve been doing for the past ten years. Fighting paranormal creatures. Fighting humans. Fighting and defeating anyone who gets in the way of the one thing I want—staying alive long enough to find out who I am and where I came from. Believe me, you don’t want to test me. But if you can’t help yourself, feel free. Game on.
I’m a former criminal prosecutor who loves thrilling, sexy stories about ordinary people overcoming extraordinary obstacles to find love. Like contemporary authors Linda Howard, Lori Foster, Rachel Gibson, Lori Wilde, Sandra Brown and paranormal authors J.R. Ward, Larissa Ione, Nalini Singh (and countless others on my keeper shelves), I hope to bring my readers emotional stories that make them feel and dream and wonder well-after they’ve finished reading them.
In May 2011, my debut paranormal romantic suspense series launches with CHOSEN BY BLOOD (Berkley). In this series, the U.S. government forms a special ops team whose members, including a werebeast, wraith, mage, and a vampire and the human female he’s forbidden to love, must retrieve a stolen antidote.
I also have a contemporary romantic suspense coming out in Fall 2011. In that story, an undercover cop poses as a bailiff to investigate a judge and ends up reuniting with a former love.
Want to read more from Virna DePaul?
This giveaway is provided by Virna and Penguin/Berkley
Three winners will each receive a copy of Chosen by Fate by Virna DePaul
One winner will receive a signed copy of Chosen By Blood and some trading cards
Available on October 4, 2011 from Penguin/Berkley
About the Book:
Although he keeps company with a vampire and a were, human Shaman Caleb O’Flare can definitely hold his own. But neither his psychic ability nor his healing powers can help his sexy-as-hell teammate, Wraith-a ghost with no memory of her human existence, who cannot experience touch without pain. No wraith has managed to exist past its tenth year, so her time is about to run out. She wants only two things before accepting her fate: to learn her human identity, and experience one night with Caleb…
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