He'd flipped our positions somehow, and I bounced on the thousand-dollar springs of the bed. He'd folded me neatly in half, knees touching either side of my head, pussy exposed to his gaze with only a lace strip of red and hose preventing me from being fully naked. Jévon put his whole weight on my legs, looming over me enough that I lost details of his face in the shadow of him.All except those odd bright aqua eyes."Hold them," he growled, and it didn't take a genius to understand what Jévon was implying, "Or, I'll solve that for you."Jévon had never frightened me, and he didn't scare me now even with myself completely at his mercy.But, Jévon did sound…dangerous…and in a way, I'd only heard once before.It was a tone that meant he was serious and I wasn't to argue. Commanding.My pussy clenched around nothing as I thought of how that might translate to taking me. He'd be rough when I expected him to be tender, and the thought of his mild-mannered nature givi
I woke up to the dulcet tones of Earth, Wind, and Fire asking if I wanted to groove tonight.And to an empty bed."Jévon?"I opened my eyes, confused by the figures of Snoopy and Woodstock dancing around the sheets. A heavily worn and dog-eared copy of an old Agatha Christie novel lay to my left instead of the six-foot-four juggernaut of a man next to me. I lifted the sheet, expecting him to be underneath like a common bugbear. The disappointment to follow felt almost too childish to have.I laid back on my bed, wearing my hammy-down Bugs Bunny T-shirt and the ratty basketball shorts I'd stolen from a college roommate.Okay, what the actual fuck?Ignoring the possibility that maybe the stressors of life had finally made me crack, I was pretty damn sure I wasn't the type of girl to hallucinate.I didn't drink any of the offers men had tried to give me before my last set, and I was laying off smoking Irrwurz because it was just too expensive a habit of kee
"Did you hear about the Midnight Cowboy!?""I heard that he—""—my cousin Delores said—""—he's SO dreamy, like—""—I heard he kills people—""—pero, better than—" "Veronica…Veronica…? HEY Ronnie!""I'm awake!"My eyes are blurry, tracking the streaming neon lights of Nines.I must have fallen asleep after my shift at Open Palms Retirement Home.Half of the reason why Nana Bet could stay was based on my continuing employment there, it helped to clear away a good portion of her housing cost. However, good was still "too much" with my student loans, my apartment, and any debt my parents still had. Which was…a lot.I wasn't treading water so much, as I was trying to fight the currents so I wouldn't drown. I yawned, stretching to crack my back, dressed in my own pair of scrubs shaded a nice berry magenta, my favorite color. Shit, I was never going to make it through my sets for tonight if I kept nodding off."Sorry," I covered my mouth in fear
"That's okay," I still had my hand on the door handle, waiting to push it in when the moment was right. I felt like a deer caught in the scope of a hunter. One false move and I'd be dead. "I, uh, gotta leave because—""Bitch, it wasn't a request." He patted his thigh like one does when calling a particularly stubborn dog. "Get over here Venus, come along now."My hand gripped the door—last chance.Q's eyes hardened, and when he opened his mouth again he was half shifted, a towering snarling beast threatening to rip out of the human skin it wore to conceal itself: "I SAID NOW BITCH!"His power washed over me, the heat of a budding alpha, a type of dominance that crushed the willpower of weaker monsters and humans. My knees buckled, bloodlust riding his magical current, and in my mind, I was assaulted with visions of what he wanted to do to me. My vision blurred, adrenaline making me practically vibrate out of my skin.If I didn't act as he wanted me to, I'd neve
"And!?""And what?"Noelle and I were taking our break outside Open Palms, near the decrepit picnic table hidden behind a blown generator sanitation refused to get. Noelle pressed her Black Magic Woman clove cigarettes to pine green lips, blowing to the side so the smoke would remain downwind of me."Come on, Ronnie. Don't play me like that. You met Cibola royalty last night! Like an actual goddamn vigilante as cryptid as cryptids get! And you're not going to tell me what the favor was? I thought we were friends!""We are!" I said putting down my chicken salad sandwich, "remember Angela Ravencroft?""Why one of the coolest names to ever be created had to land on such a dick, I will never know. This is why I don't believe in gods…And she was a descendant from the Salem coven! Salem!""But she wasn't nearly half the spellsmith you are!" I bumped my shoulder into Noelle's hip making her grin. "Remember when she turned her tits blue?""She was trying to m
***Ten Hours Ago*** "Hear me out," I had my hands up, trying to placate the dullahan in front of me. His flames had rocketed once he heard my request, a jet of fire about two meters high wavering in the night sky like the world's tallest torch. "Like I know this is a little unusual for a request and is probably not something asked of you by innocent bystanders. But, maybe it is? You are really popular after all."The flames became a teal inferno."Sorry, not trying to embarrass you! Gods, this is so hard to explain…" We were still outside the school, the werewolf bodies burning so there would be no evidence by the time the kids woke up. Ah, so that explained the mysterious disappearances for ne'er-do-wells. Not his usual MO from what I'd seen, normally he left his victims hogged-tied for CCPD. Unless they were really bad.Considering what they were about to do to me, and whom they worked for, I could believe it.Which is why I wanted to test my hypothesis.I
Tomorrow was actually not better; it was infinitely worse.For starters, Erika was not having an allergic reaction to a customer's cologne like I was led to believe, which meant stealing this life-saving and expensive Epinephrine was not only pointless but was another mark to get me fired if Noelle didn't turn the cameras off in the drug room. Which, she might not have, because she was magical and technology never worked like how it was supposed to for her unless she magically hexed it herself.It's one of the many reasons why she'd hidden being magically inclined from her mother for the rest of their relationship and just labeled herself "technologically impaired"No, Erika was not in trouble, and normally that would be something to rejoice about because I derived zero pleasure from people getting hurt unless they were a nemesis, i.e. like Bianca. I wasn't a saint; I could admit that.But, I mentioned how today was not so great, right?That's because if I had
Jévon's POV I went to bed just in time for my alarm to wake me up, the obnoxious vibration so strong that my phone rolled off the bed.It was seven o'clock, and it was way too early to restart the day. I needed a better schedule."Come on man," I swiped the alarm off, shoving the pillow over my head. "Just like five more minutes."For ten minutes the world was golden silence, the soft chirping of birds and the muted sounds of my neighbor Gladys' telenovela lulling me to sleep.And then Lord Ingálvur crawled out of my mirror."Good morrow, fruit of my blood brother's loins!"Did he always have to word it like that?Couldn't he just say "good morning, godson"?Did he have to make it weird talking about people's junk?Maybe if I just laid here he would think I was asle—no, nope, okay, he was shaking me. He was touching my back with his cold ass hands. All right, I'm awake! I'm up!"Good morning, my lord." I gave a half-assed bow beca
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