Thread: Véradó – The Workers (excerpt)

The motorbikes pulled up outside the huge oak gates; simultaneously they shut off their engines, shocking the dark dusty road into silence.

Displayed above the gates, a large wooden sign with the words Zeus Xenia burnt into it, welcomed the three men home. They dismounted their bikes and were greeted by a small group of people who’d gathered outside, eagerly awaiting their return.

Smeared with a mixture of blood and dirt, satisfaction ardently displayed on their faces, they made their way inside. Their evening’s work was done. Once again, order had been restored to the chaotic town they’d adopted as their home, and for the moment their ongoing debt to the island had been repaid. Now it was time for recompense. They thirsted, and these devoted disciples were keen to be the ones to sustain them.

Once inside the ancient courtyard, they continued up to the weathered oak bar. Strings of lights shimmered on the breeze and the air held the subtle fragrance of the ocean. The bartender glanced up as they took their places. He greeted the trio with a warm smile, poured their preferred bourbon into the glasses that awaited them, and then returned to his chores.

From the far side of the courtyard a woman walked gracefully towards them. A black silk dress caressed every inch of her body complimenting her elegant, Hispanic features. Homing in on her target, her lips curved into a subtle smile.

“Marshall, my darling… I missed you.” Her undiluted accent chimed in his ears. She sidled up to him, her chestnut hair scooped up into a sleek bun leaving her slender neck exposed and vulnerable. Marshall slid his hands down her arms and pulled her closely towards him, breathing in her warm, sweet aroma. It was not her floral perfume that enticed him but the metallic scent of her blood that swept through his mind.
“Bonita,” he whispered as he leaned down, brushing the hollow of her neck with his cool hungry lips. “I’ve missed you too.”

"The motorbikes pulled up outside the huge oak gates; simultaneously they shut off their engines, shocking the dark dusty road into silence." why would this shock the road into silence? Wouldn't it have a more calming effect?
Are they vampires, or Vampire Hunters? The last line makes me think they're vampires, but I'm not 100%.

I like this excerpt a lot and understandably just being a bit of the whole story we the readers are not going to get the full story. As far as "Shocking" maybe put it like this. "simultaneously they shut off their engines, the dark, dusty road falling into sudden silence."
Just a suggestion, hope to read more of your work soon as this is very gripping.