Rebel Angels: The Complete Series
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Rebel Angels
Five Book Collection
Rosemary A Johns
Contents
Books in the Rebel Verse
Rebel Angels
Vampire Huntress
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Author Note
Vampire Princess
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Author Note
Vampire Devil
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Author Note
Vampire Mage
Vampire Mage
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Author Note
Vampire God
Vampire God
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Author Note
Read Blood Gods Now
About the Author
Books in the Rebel Verse
REBEL ANGELS - COMPLETE SERIES
COMPLETE SERIES BOX SET: BOOKS 1-5
VAMPIRE HUNTRESS
VAMPIRE PRINCESS
VAMPIRE DEVIL
VAMPIRE MAGE
VAMPIRE GOD
VAMPIRE SECRET: REBELS AND RENEGADES
REBEL VAMPIRES - COMPLETE SERIES
COMPLETE SERIES BOX SET: BOOKS 1-3
BLOOD DRAGONS
BLOOD SHACKLES
BLOOD RENEGADES
STANDALONE NOVELLA - BLOOD GODS
REBEL WEREWOLVES
ONLY PERFECT OMEGAS
Rebel Angels
The Complete Series
This box set includes all five books in The Rebel Angels series by USA Today bestselling author Rosemary A Johns and is over 1,500 pages of thrilling magic, dark romance, and adventure with twists that you'll never see coming.
Vampires and angels are locked in a deadly war. But first, they want their daughter back.
Half vampire/half angel, Violet, was abandoned amongst the humans in London as a baby. Suddenly discovering monstrous powers on her twenty-first birthday, she thinks she's the most dangerous creature to prowl the streets. She's wrong.
When a snarky angel falls into her lap and her adopted sister disappears, she's forced into a new role: Huntress. On the run, she'll have to rely on a sexy vampire geek while facing off the harem boy angel threatening her sister.
And there's only one way she'll win: by letting out the monster...
But the deeper she's dragged into the supernatural world, the more she struggles to survive, and it's not long before she's faced with impossible choices about love...and life.
If you love epic battles, steamy love scenes, badass antiheroines, and all the magic that comes with dark vampires, angels, and witches, then start reading this reverse harem urban fantasy romance today!
With over a million pages read, readers are addicted to Rebel Angels....
This series is addictive. Dangerous magic is coming, and secrets are revealed... 5 Stars
I fell in love. I truly recommend for anyone who likes fantasy! 5 Stars
Fast paced with action, suspense, humor and romance! 5 Stars
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If you like badass antiheroines, magic, and epic battles this is for you! 5 Stars
The Rebel Angels series is a dark enemies-to-lovers romance with no choosing required.
Vampire Huntress
VAMPIRE HUNTRESS
REBEL ANGELS BOOK ONE
Rosemary A Johns
VAMPIRE HUNTRESS: REBEL ANGELS BOOK ONE © copyright 2018 Rosemary A Johns
www.rosemaryajohns.com
First Edition 2018
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Fantasy Rebel Limited
Vampire Huntress
Rebel Angels book One
Vampires and angels are locked in a deadly war. But first, they want their daughter back.
Half vampire/half angel, Violet, was abandoned amongst the humans in London as a baby. Suddenly discovering monstrous powers on her twenty-first birthday, she thinks she’s the most dangerous creature to prowl the streets.
She’s wrong.
When a snarky angel falls into her lap and her adopted sister disappears, Violet is forced into a new role: Huntress. But the deeper she’s dragged into this supernatural world, the more she struggles to survive.
On the run, Violet’ll have to rely on a sexy vampire geek, while facing off the harem boy angel threatening her sister. And there’s only one way she’ll win: by letting out the monster...
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Vampires? Angels? All I know is that they’re both bastards.
And I hunt bastards.
In the beginning, I made games about them. None of it was real, only play. I was human, after all, in a world of humans. At least, I reckoned so. The gamer and developer, lost in make-believe.
Until everything changed, and the monsters fell from above.
Except, they tasted of sugar and blood.
It was a Friday but not a regular Friday, where I worked with my best mate Gizem on creating the computer games that you play when you stagger in from college or work.
Instead, it was the type of Friday where your new boss circles in for the kill. Would he fire me today?
I rubbed my palms down my jeans and snuffled against the stuffy office heating. The silver star lights sparked a migraine pulsing behind my eyes.
How could I concentrate on battling to protect my dream project and job, when I was fighting off a fever? It wasn’t a regular fever either, rather one that had tormented me ever since my twenty-first birthday. I wiped my forehead, clutching the desk, as my temperature blazed higher. For a month now, I’d been shaken with an illness that I didn’t understand.
And it terrified me.
Slam.
A wave of intense sweetness hit me. The slam of sugar tinged with copper — which I could even taste at the back of my throat — had been crashing over me since I’d turned twenty-one, along with the fever.
Try explaining those symptoms to your doctor. What the hell was wrong with me?
I’d been knocking back tequila shots with Gizem in a dive of a bar where they played live rock gigs because if there’s one night when you can get drunk and forget…everything…in your life it’s your birthday, when the fever had started. The heat had begun somewhere between my shoulder blades, before burning inwards and throbbing into my gums. Then I’d quaked with a rush of rage that had flared the dark bar to violet.
I’d crushed the shot glass; shards had pierced my palm.
Gizem had begun to holler, yanking on my elbow. Yet I’d only panted, whilst sweat had stuck my ash blonde hair to my burning forehead, unable to sense anything but a new power waking inside me.
And it’d been monstrous.
A month later, the fever hadn’t died: it only burnt higher.
I forced myself to type on my Apple iMac in frantic clicks to distract myself, playing with the figures to impress my boss. I wasn’t alone in my suffering, however, because even before the monstrous power awoke inside me, I’d had a secret voice that spoke to me inside my head. Maybe that made me a freak, but as an orphan with no family, I loved the man who spoke to me and shifted inside because I’d never known any other family, even if today he was in nagging nurse mode.
You’ve been burning up with these sugar tingles for over a month now, Violet-cakes.
I’ve had to listen to ‘J’, my resident voice, since birth and as much as he’d liked to play the dad when I was younger, he was truly closer to me than any lover. Plus, once the rages, sugar tingles, and fever had broken out like a freaky second puberty, I’d come to realize that J had his own power.
J thought he was real. Who was I to say that he wasn’t?
Except, no one knows about J but me because who likes to be labeled different? I was already different enough, growing up as the orphan kid, named after the dead woman whose grave I’d been abandoned on and the violet feather that I’d clutched in my hand.
Do you reckon that I posted on social media about the sassy bitch who lived in my mind?
I glanced anxiously around the office of Spirit and Fire Gaming Company, slouching down in my candy pink plastic seat.
You can’t ignore the danger or the changes that are transforming you inside.
What the hell’s wrong with me? It’s more than the slam of sugar blood, J. It’s the anger. I see a flood of violet, the world turns to nothing but that color, and then I snap—
Bang — Mr. Stanbury smashed his fist down on my computer desk; it shuddered. “Are you with us, Feathers?”
Only my boss could say my nickname like a cross between an insult and a come-on.
I grabbed a pencil from my desk, twiddling it between my fingers. The over-bright office lights haloed Stanbury’s Devil in a Suit effect. “Sorry, I zoned for a moment.”
Stanbury blinked. Then he smoothed his tan wool suit, before wagging his finger at me like I was twelve, rather than twenty-one. “The problem is, sweetheart, the expensive project that you’re developing for us here…”
I glanced at Gizem, who was marching up and down between the regiment of computers in her orange dress like a streak of primal fire. She smiled at me, but her cheek twitched just below the scar.
Crack — I stared down at the remains of the broken pencil in my hands. Dark stained my palms.
Two best friend orphans, one high-flying job, and a bastard of a boss. Add in the not always friendly voice in my head, and then watch the feathers fly bloody.
Frantically, I scrubbed the pencil marks away on my jeans. When I looked up, Stanbury was glaring.
Mr Stanbury is going to kick your pretty little ass, unless…
“Shut up,” I muttered.
“Not a chance.” Stanbury’s eyes narrowed. Then he flicked a button by the door, and a monitor on the canary yellow wall burst to life with our latest game in development.
And the reason behind Stanbury’s important meeting — and tantrum — today.
On the screen, a female warrior angel with gold wings and blazing sword, fought on the edge of an abyss.
…Slam…
Suddenly, a wave of copper flooded me, stronger than before. Hell, not now… I shuddered, sucking in my breath.
In the game, vampires crawled monstrous from the pit, but the warrior hacked through the fanged fiends.
…Slam, slam…
I lurched forward, gasping at the intense sensation of candy blood invading me, until I tingled head-to-toe. Gizem stopped pacing to watch me instead; her brow furrowed with concern.
The game’s warrior glowed in her victory, flying upwards towards one more level of perfection. It was awe-inspiring: my addiction.
… Slam, slam, slam…