Nadya's POV "We all know what happened in Sodomy, but whatever went down in Gomorrah was so crazy that it's not even mentioned!"~ an excerpt from P.J. Went standup on Wilson Jacob's Comedy Circus; S6 Ep 11, 9/12/87 "Don't you ever scare me like that again!" Yulia hit Jonathan in the sternum, but whereas the brunette before might have grumbled at the idea, the man before me took it in stride."I know, I'm sorry. I never meant to worry you." Jonathan kissed her forehead, having to stand up on his toes to do it with the height of her heels. "I was just getting cold feet. Wedding jitters. I wasn't sure if I wanted to be married and all the issues that came with it. But after these couple of days, I think I can safely say my doubts are behind me. I know what I want now.""And what's that?" Yulia asked, looking down into his face. I held my breath. Oh God, if he dumped her now, it would be all my fault and I can't blame him. The horrors he'd seen in the past three days were horro
???'s POV Pandemonium was the palace that sat at the very heart of Tartarus, the lowest levels of the pit. It resembled an inverted gothic cathedral, making its roost at home in the stalactites of the undercity with spires facing down over the endless abyss the whole thing sat above.I'd flown down to one of the balconies that graced such a building, ones specifically designed for sitting in such a fortress and spotted my dearest friend.Lucifer was drinking tea, or perhaps it was tainted ambrosia. The bit was out of their mouth, which meant their voice was free to be heard. I knew it wouldn't hurt me, often we'd found these days that we canceled each other out. I could create no more than he could destroy and vice versa, forever at an equilibrium. They smiled sweetly, fair lashes never stopped gazing directly at the Throne, but the blush that suffused their cheeks let me know they'd seen me enough."To what do I owe this pleasure?" The world warped and faded with their voice, the br
There's only one thing I hated more than Monday mornings, and that was a mound of paperwork first thing to start off my day. That thought only solidified when I heard a knock on my office door right before it swung open with Shelly, our office secretary, standing in the doorway."Morning," she greeted, coming over to slap down a pile of folders onto my desk, drawing a groan out of me. "These just came in."I grabbed my lukewarm coffee and swirled it a few times before downing what was left in the cup. Smacking my lips, the taste of tar on my tongue, I set the cup down again and gave her a glowering look."Did Jeffery not get my note?"She shrugged at me. "That doesn't answer my question.""I don't know what you want from me," she said, putting her hands on her hips. "I'm simply the messenger."With that, the bottle blonde turned on her heel and walked out of my dingy little office, leaving my door wide open. How tempting it was to throw my empty cup at her bac
I ended up taking half my case files with me just to spite Jeffery and his ridiculous demand. Since he was my boss, I couldn't exactly tell him no… but there was a small sliver of rebellion I could get away with as long as I wasn't too outlandish about it.Before the sun even rose, I left Poughkeepsie. Since the drive to D.C. was just under six hours away, I wanted to make plenty of headway before I got stuck in the inevitable commuter traffic. I hoped to hit Virginia by the time noon hit, but something inside me was telling me my goal was a little out of reach.It wouldn't stop me from trying, though.My first stop was at a gas station next to the highway to grab some snacks for my drive. I'd taken a few trips out to D.C. before—most of them consisted of providing more hands for case files and sifting through the actual trenches of complete disarray that seemed never-fucking-ending. I couldn't imagine working for a city as busy as D.C. and the surrounding Maryland
TW: THREATS OF ASSAULT & SEXUAL VIOLENCE; MISCONDUCTIt wasn't until we were outside of the club the hot flashes started. My entire body felt like it'd been connected to a live wire, shocking me with pleasure every few seconds and dragging strained grunts out of me when I tried to wiggle out of Talon's grip.It hadn't occurred to me to check my drink for drugs, mostly because I'd never had someone be that bold before and bring it directly to me. Typically my magic was good at beating through normal street drugs. They'd make me feel woozy, of course, but nothing like this.That meant whatever they'd put in my drink was something off the black market. Aphrodia more than likely.Fucking shifters.What, they couldn't find willing girls to go back and gangbang them, so they had to drink me, a random out-of-towner? What kind of pack was this? Clearly, not one with a sound hierarchy or a Luna in place. I jolted on Talon's shoulder when one of them smacked my
The pounding in my head was the first thing I noticed when I finally came to. My body was wrapped in something warm and soft, reminding me of soft fur or plush of some kind. Opening my eyes slowly, I winced when a sharp pain that rocketed through my forehead."Ugh…"Untangling my arm from my cocoon, I pressed the heel of my palm into my brow bone. The added pressure of it relieved some of the tension stored there, but it wasn't enough to completely take away my pounding head. That aphrodisiac was no joke. I'd never had that stuff before, but I could see why coming down from it was a popular subject among habitual users. When I went to open my eyes again, I focused on the darkness surrounding me. It wasn't pitch-black wherever I was, with some kind of dim light source bathing the ceiling in a faint blue tone. I watched it for a while, letting my body slowly wake up along with the rest of me. All of my limbs felt heavy and out of place, weighed down by an invisible anvil
He let me go.The action rang loudly in my head.He let me go… Why?We'd barely shared any parting words when he'd taken me down the nineteen flights to ground level, where a car was indeed waiting for me. I'd been completely flabbergasted to realize he lived in the penthouse at one of the most expensive highrises in the D.C. area. Even the doorman had greeted him by name. It'd left me baffled as I'd gotten into the car and soon headed off, leaving the demon I'd been searching for a figure who slowly grew smaller out the rearview window. It couldn't be that easy… right? Finding him, where he lived, and him not sucking my soul from my body… it wouldn't be handed to me without any kind of karma attached to it, right?It seemed close to impossible not to look this gift horse in the mouth. The desperation to figure out why he hadn't harmed me, coupled with wanting to complete this damn mission and go home, were both equally pressing matters.
I followed them a good twenty feet behind. How good Zaine's senses were when he had his prey entwined in his web, I wasn't sure. Testing it wasn't on my list of to-do's, however. He nodded to the bouncer manning the roped-off section before skating by easily.Honestly, it kind of impressed me with how easy it was for him to scoop someone up and then take them off to meet their death. I'm surprised more people hadn't put two-and-two together yet about him and the dead women he'd left behind. I waited until they disappeared into one of the curtained rooms before heading over to the bouncer and flashing my ID. "Got a suspect I'm looking into."He raised his brow at me, snatching my ID out of my hands. "Suspect? Who?"I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at him. Humans were so fucking nosey."Classified.""You with the government?"Technically, I was. Just not his."I'm a P.I.""Oh shit," he quickly handed my ID back to me, pulling back th
Gabriel's POVSix months later…"Who's next?" I asked, flipping through paperwork at my desk. The blinds were open, letting sunlight stream into my office. I'd admit that was the biggest thing I'd miss from my humanity—the sun. But I could enjoy the warmth as the high-end glass protected blocked out the rays. My tie was loose around my neck. Still hated the things. That didn't change. My suit jacket thrown on the coat rack behind me. I rolled my sleeves up, gazing over the recently closed cases, and filing them into the proper categories.VampireShifter.Ghost.Demon.Boogeyman.Etc. I'd make a new file if we came across a new type of monster.The scent of strawberries filled my nose as Lucy plopped onto my lap, setting her laptop down to scroll the schedule. I brushed her longer blonde hair over her shoulder, peppering kisses against her throat.When we were human, her pulse would jump, but her reactions were still the same. She'd lean against my mouth, h
Lucy's POVI was floating in the black. The call of the void beneath my feet. A bottomless ocean. Deeper than the heavens above. I watched the clouds split apart, beckoning me to rise, but I chose to sink deeper and deeper. Finding warmth in the abyss.A burning pain seared my throat, churning my stomach with an insatiable hunger as my eyes shot open. Air clawed into my lungs, even if I didn't need it. I felt cold. Usually, I could hear my heart beating in my ears.Blood rushed under my skin. Warming my cheeks.But I heard nothing.Felt nothing.Except for this nauseating hunger.Disorienting. The first face I saw was Gabriel's, leaning over me, fully dressed. The last thing I could remember was intertwining myself with him and Vivi. Finding a mind-bending pleasure as I soared.Intoxicated in the sensations. Until everything became cold. Chills and pain settled over my body, and it paralyzed me. I remember the pain heightening to a point where I couldn't breathe, my
Vivianna's POVI felt powerful.Like I was siphoning Lucy and Gabriel's power for myself. The more time passed and the closer they got to a full transformation, the more strength surged through my body. It was like nothing I had ever felt before.And there was a reason for it.All the pain had vanished, leaving euphoria in its wake. Addicting. Enough to drive mature vampires into madness. I blinked hard, holding on tight to my mind, not letting it sweep me away.Gabriel and Lucy were mid-transformation. The initial heat of my blood had worn off, sending them spiraling into a lust-filled hunger. I remembered my transformation. Delirious lust. Hunger. But I was confused. Lost in the haze. Pain embedded into every fiber of my being. My muscles ached as they stretched and strengthened. Agony clenched my heart as it slowly stopped beating.Alistair left me alone during the change. Let the fear consume me as I felt myself die. I was in the dark, buried in a box in a shallow gr
Vivianna's POVI leaned against the headboard, my body flushing with heat. I could taste Gabriel and Lucy on my lips. Decadent and sweet. Rich and bright. Exactly how I imagined they'd taste together. Perfect accompaniments. My core tingled, wetness spreading down my thighs at the sensation of Gabriel's cock rocking against my slit. Lucy stared up at me, dazed with lust. Her pretty pink-tipped breasts asking to be licked. The taste of her pussy in my mouth. Heady and sweet, and I couldn't wait to sink my face between her thighs and use my tongue to make her come.But there was something I needed to say first. They had to know what was going to happen. "Once this starts, it won't stop," I murmured, my throat bobbing, the ache burning between my legs. I brought my nails to my collarbone and slit across the skin.The desire I felt kept me from feeling the sting, and I released small ruby droplets from under my skin. My blood would heal Gabriel now that I was strong again. All his
Lucy's POVThere was no time to react. Vivianna shoved Alistair against the wall, cracking the stone as Vivianna sliced through him with claws. Her face had morphed into that of a monster, with fangs and veins, while Alistair morphed into something resembling a wolfman. They disappeared into the darkness of the cave, but I could hear them.Every hit sounded like grinding stone. Heavy impacts. Blood spraying across the chasm. Hissing and snarling echoed off the walls, but I wasn't sure who had the upper hand, and I was afraid to think it was Alistair.Gabriel crumpled against the ground, and I ran to him, beaten and bloody. His shoulder was torn open, riddled with bite marks just like Alistair had shown me. God, he felt so cold. No shirt to protect him from the chill of being underground."Gabriel," I whispered, cupping his handsome face, bruised and pallid. Lacking his natural healthy, honey gold tan. "Baby." I stroked his cheeks with my thumbs and he groaned. A noise of pai
Lucy's POV"Are you sure, Lucy?" Vivianna asked like she desperately wanted me to say no. She wanted me to withdraw my consent. Give her a reason not to hurt me.Her heart cried out to me, begging me to leave her. Run before it was too late. But I wouldn't. Not when my husband was on the line.Rage burned within me. Alistair showed me Gabriel, chained up against a stone boulder, wounds weeping with blood. His chest was heaving, willfulness apparent in the cut of his rib. Even with his shoulders strained, riddled with teeth marks, he didn't lose himself. He was going to fight.And so would I.Anything for him. I was going to get my fucking husband back.My neck ached, bruised where Alistair claimed me. It felt like I was breathing smoke. Suffocating like ash in my lungs. Burning my insides. Searing me from the inside out.I could feel him in my head like he was wiggling his fingers in my brain. Trying to figure out what buttons to press to get me to do what he wanted. I
Vivianna's POVA sinking feeling filled my gut.Where was Gabriel? He hadn't returned after his meeting with William. The moon was high in the sky, the middle of the night. He should have been back by now. I turned to look at Lucy, still barely coherent, mumbling nonsensical words.Alistair wasn't ready to use her yet. I didn't like thinking about what he would use her for. All the things he did to me under his thrall…took centuries to heal from. Some I'm still healing from. She was sweating, small sobs breaking from her chest like he had her submerged into an eternal nightmare.Seeing Lucy in so much pain. So much terror on her face. It broke my heart. I reached out to comb my fingers through her matted curls, and I swear my touch relaxed her a little. Her nose unwrinkled, and instead of being afraid, she just seemed exhausted.So much sleep, but so little rest."Wake up, Lucy," I whispered, leaning down to press a kiss against her forehead. "Come back to me." Her eyeli
Gabriel's POVThe sun was setting.I was so close to town. Just a little further. No longer than a thirty minutes drive. Northpass had already slammed their doors, locking up for the night. I was absorbed by my thoughts.By my plans. Billy had answered most of my questions, and I wouldn't have gotten very far without him. In fact, I'd probably be dead in the water. Billy was callous and resistant, but he was good for his word.The sunset painted the sky with all sorts of colors, violets, and oranges. Beautifully disappearing into a night sky, only lit by a full moon. A brewing storm cloud perpetually floated above the castle, waiting to storm, but never able to. Like it was trapped in eternity with Vivianna.My mind wandered to them. How Vivianna would care for my wife. I should be there. Dampening Lucy's forehead with a cool cloth. Easing her fever and erasing her chill. I should be listening to her cries, holding her hand, and keeping her from falling too deeply.Bu
Gabriel's POV"So Elizabeth Bathory really was a vampire?" I asked, the journal open on my lap. My leg was crossed over the other, giving me a flat surface to work on while I face Vivianna.I took notes as I analyzed everything she had to say. It was like a dam of information had cracked wide open, spilling and overflowing the river beneath it.All of the pieces were falling together. The mystery of the portrait under the library. The missing people. How Vivianna enticed me.Vivianna had her legs parted, speaking easily, freely. She didn't have anything to hide now. She nodded, gazing at me with interest. "Elizabeth liked virgins. She'd host extravagant parties and every guest had to bring her a virgin. Alistair was a frequent attendee.""You said you slayed her. How?""The first fifty years of my curse was a bloody blur." She paused. "Pleasure. Death. Emptiness. I was so empty until one of Elizabeth's citizens grabbed my arm in passing, begging me to save his daughter from