Title: Hallie. A Tit for A Tat Author: Isaiyan Morrison



Title: Hallie. A Tit for A Tat
Author: Isaiyan Morrison
Series: Deamhan Tales Book 3 /Deamhan Chronicles Book 3.5
Genre: Adult/Paranormal/Urban Fantasy/Dark Fiction
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: Newsletter Only Title
Formats Available In: eBook
Blurb/Synopsis:
I'm no killer. I'm not like them. Who am I kidding? I'm exactly like them.
I, Hallie Mortenson, didn’t asked to be sired and thrown into a ditch. I never asked for my life to be turned upside down or to live in a world where sunlight is nothing more than a fading memory.
It’s against The Dictum to sire someone as young as me, but no Deamhan pays attention to those rules anymore. With the entire world against us, we’re more concerned with survival and avoiding the feeling of being suffocated rather than adapting to the drama we inherited.
I think I’m starting to learn that lesson…slowly. However, with threat looming around every corner, my sire’s return to the city is making things worse. He has a secret agenda; one which involves a very old and powerful Deamhan bent on revenge against his sire line, which includes me.
I keep telling myself that I’m not like them and that there has to be more to life than this.
I am a Deamhan and this is my story.
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Excerpt #1 PG 13
Remy froze, took a moment to collect himself, and replied. “Again, I’m sorry about that.” He let me go, moved to the edge of the bed, and stood to his feet.
“Fucking asshole!” I screamed.
His demeanor had changed back, just like that. He swiped his brown hair back and licked his smooth lips. “I got a glimpse of your dream and what Enlai told you about your sire. You still want to find him? I mean, after all this time?”
I lowered my eyes to the ground. “It’s crossed my mind.”
“It’s done more than that. It’s invaded your dreams. You sure you want to go down that route? Deamhan sires aren’t equivalent to your parents. They aren’t obligated to be bonded to you for eternity. There’s a reason why your sire abandoned you. He wanted no part in it. I was with my sire for many years before we finally parted ways and throughout that whole time, I never felt like he cared for me. I was just there for company, for his enjoyment.”
“What does this have to do with my sire?”
“You went out tonight because you thought Enlai would lead you to your sire. Instead you ran into one of the most untrustworthy Deamhan in the city. Who or what do you think you’ll run into if you go out tomorrow night?”
“You just don’t get it.”
“I get it. I just don’t understand it.” He shrugged. “I’ve told you before, that type of thing happens all the time. Bonds between two Deamhan are rare.”
“But they exist. You were bonded to your sire, weren’t you?” I pulled the covers back and raised myself from my bed.
He sighed. “No wonder Anastasia felt the need to snap your neck. You are hard headed.” He scrunched his lips. “I miss the old Hallie; the girl who never asked questions and just did what she was told.” He used his speed to move quick and his strength to grab my sheets and rip them in half. He wrapped one around my right wrist and the other around my left to the baseboard of my bed.
“What the hell!” I pulled against the sheets, but he had tied them so well that my fight was useless. “Are you freakin’ crazy?”
“There is a reason behind my madness,” he replied. “Tank is no ordinary Deamhan. In fact, he was a well-known participant in the sanctuary fires a few years ago.” He then tightened my new straps.
Before I knew it he had me confined to my bed, helpless and unable to move. “He burned a lot of homes, killed a lot of our kind. He’s a bastard that should’ve been put down a long time ago. If he knows you, Hallie, that isn’t a good thing. In fact, that means that you’ve been on his radar for quite some time now and I’m going to find out why.”
“Remy, please let me go.”
Again, he ignored my request. “Your curiosity is going to get you killed and I actually care about you too much to stand back and let that happen.”
“Care? Is this how you show that you care?”
“Now, don’t go anywhere.” He wiped his hands on his legs. “I’ll be back tomorrow,” he walked toward the door, “before sunset. Scouts honor.”
Author Information

A veteran of the Armed Forces, Isaiyan Morrison was born and raised in Minneapolis.
Her passions include writing, reading, and researching historical events. She also spends her time gardening, playing video games, and hanging out with her three cats and beloved Pitt bull.
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Ayden. Deamhan Minion ~ Deamhan Tales (#2)/ Deamhan Chronicles (#2.5)
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