So, let me tell you about one of my little voices. This voice belongs to Captain Jack Harper, who arrived fully fledged and larger than life, demanding I write his story. I ignored him for a while, I'm not a fan of pushy men (just ask Mr.C who, as it happens, CAN be fairly pushy but knows when to batten it down), but since he arrived 'story ready', which meant he was also bleeding out everywhere from having his guts shredded, I thought I'd better do something with him.
Captain Jack Harper is insane, drop-dead gorgeous...and just had his abdomen shredded. Despite the fact they're not an emergency room, Lillian can't turn him away and risk a death on her hands. Unable to get the handsome soldier out of her mind, Lillian sneaks into the restricted area to check on him. What she finds is beyond belief. Somehow Jack has managed to heal himself from a near fatal wound in mere hours.
When one of the doctors, Walker, attempts to rape her, things go from bad to worse. In the blink of an eye, Jack is loose and Walker is dead... and Lillian must accept a truth about her rescuer that will change her world forever. What if the patients aren't insane? What if their stories of secret government experiments and monsters are true?
Warning: Contains blood, mayhem and nude werewolves operating heavy weaponry. Large amounts of sarcasm, and smart-ass vampires may offend some readers. No civilian hospital staff were harmed in the making of this story.