LOGINThis isn't your typical human/vampire story. Claire is a human, raised by vampires. She grew up alongside werewolves and other Mythicals. But what happens when an old "family friend" visits and her world is turned upside down? Will she choose the life expected of her or will she fight for the life she wants?
View MoreFootsteps pounded on the marbled stone floor of the long hallway, has he hurried towards the door at the end. The man quickly strode up to the heavy wooden door, knocked, and nervously waited as he caught his breath.“Come in, Griffin. I feel your anger through the stone walls,” a calm voice acknowledged through the enormous walnut door.Griffin entered his father’s office with his phone crushed in his hand. “This is ridiculous, Father.“ He looked at his father with a look of contempt and anger as he rambled. “How can you be so calm? Our plan completely fell apart. Malachy got away. The girl…”Fingers carefully placed the leather-bound book as Nathanial nonchalantly stared at the bookshelf and the golden candelabra he had received as a gift centuries ago. “All is well, son. Calm yourself,” he soothed.“But, Father…”The candelabra soared through the air towards Griffin’s head. Instead of hitting its target, it crashed into the gray stone wall. Pieces clattered over the floor.Nathanial
The amber glow from the pyre illuminated the open field. Hypnotized, Claire stared into the flames.Marian’s body lay motionless while the flames danced all around her.Claire never wanted to be around fire again, but she knew she needed to stay. Her dad needed her to stay.Cool fingertips on her wrist brought her out of her trance. She didn’t look back. She knew Mal’s touch. Could sense him with every fiber of her being. Claire took a deep breath, then entwined his fingers with her own.She wanted to laugh at how hot her face and front of her body felt when the snow and ice around them seemed to freeze her back.But she shouldn’t laugh.Death has a way of bringing out the best or worst in people. Who knew it could bring to the surface her dark sense of humor.She needed to pay attention, Matt spoke, but she didn’t hear any words; even while his lips moved.A second set of fingers gripped her right hand, pulling her attention to her father. He looked weaker, paler than normal-if that w
He stalked back to her and with a sure hand, grabbed the collar of her shirt, and lifted her from the ground as he growled, “You were the problem the entire time!”He pulled her closer to him; his face inches from hers. “You won’t cause us any more trouble. Not anymore.” Red eyes bore into hers. Fangs bared for all to see as they slowly came closer to her throat.Claire kicked at his groin, making him drop her to the ground. She hit the hard surface and cringed at the pain in her limbs. She looked up in time to see Zach rush towards her. Using her staff to anchor herself, she dodged a blow and pushed herself between his outstretched legs. Once she was behind him, she swung her leg out to kick him behind his knees. Zach fell to the floor, and Claire seized the opportunity. With a loud ‘crack’, her staff landed a blow to his back, knocking him down even further. She jumped onto his back and placed her staff below his chin, the pressure causing his head to rear back. She could feel the s
Zach and another vampire, who Claire recognized as Sloane’s second-in-command, battled Jack and Marian. They were a tornado of bodies punching, kicking, and biting one another. The cries of pain mixed with the triumphant shouts echoed when someone hit their mark.Heavy breathing came from behind Clair. “Is that Malachy?” Quinn asked, confused.Claire quickly looked to her right and saw the man she loved punching Sloane right in the gut, making the creepy vampire double over in pain. Without missing a beat, Mal glanced up. His crimson eyes found hers instantly, and her sob clogged in her throat at the sight.“Get them OUT OF HERE!” Mal pointed at the back of the boat, shot Sean a glare, then focused back on Claire. His eyes silently pleading her to go, which she nodded in agreement. Sean grabbed her hand and pulled her away. They made it to the rail when Sean set Quinn down, then glanced below. A smile plastered itself on his face. “Hey, Fishsticks! How’s the water?”Confused, Claire r






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