Aro
“I don’t like this.” Miriam hissed as soon as Taylor had been led from the room. “If she is really what she claims to be, what’s to stop her from breaking the contract without consequences.”
“We know demi’s can be killed.” I assured her, taking my agitated mate into my arms. “Witches have been killing demi’s for centuries. If they can do it, I have no doubts the contract can as well. It uses her own magic against her if she breaks it.”
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RhazianMy children had performed exceptionally well, leaving the discarded body of the dead wolf where they would be certain his pack would find it. As commanded, they left a wake of destruction in their path, one that would lead the pack straight to my doorstep. It had only taken two days for the wolves to seek me out and find themselves bound with silver, locked in the various rooms in the mansion for my experimentation. They had foolishly attacked, thinking my children would be unprepared. Much like my first experiment in turning a wolf, several others had failed. I searched the deepest corners of my memory, trying to dredge up any information I could recall about the wolves’ weaknesses. Silver hadn’t worked. It kept their wolf at bay until just after the t
Taylor Aro stiffened beside me as I practically danced up the steps to the door. Even had I not known about the hybrid’s war; it was well known throughout the witch’s world that Fae were a particularly tasty treat for vamps. Rather than be afraid of the vampires standing guard, I marveled at their self-control. My mother had always told me that vampires would lose themselves to a feeding frenzy at the slightest scent of a fairy. I wasn’t sure why the presence of so many of them didn’t unnerve me, but I didn’t waste time considering it as I made my way to the door. As if he had be
I woke up panting, unable to catch my breath. The room was still bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, but it wasn’t enough to chase away my nightmare. I rolled on my side to find Rhazian sleeping peacefully beside me. I couldn’t help noticing he had chosen to stay about the blankets. He looked angelic when he slept, his arm casually tossed above his head, his lips parted slightly as his chest rose and fell to the steady rhythm of his breathing. I couldn’t resist letting my fingers play through his shortly cropped hair. “What are you doing?” his voice was husky as he grabbed my hand from his hair. My heart was racing as I tried to pull my hand away only for him to hold it tight against his chest. The moonlight filtering into
RhazianI was slightly taken aback by Taylor’s question. I had always had a heartbeat. The human myths that my kind were a living dead were just that, myths. I considered my mate for a moment as I chose my words. “What do you know of my kind?” I asked her. “Not much really. Most of what I’ve learned came from the media.” She smiled sheepishly. “I know not all of it is true, but I always assumed that vampires had to die to turn.” “Not exactly. Even the ones who were turned are still living.” I frowned. “We drain them just to the cusp and feed them our own blood, but even before we began turning others, we were alive. Without Apollo’s curse, we had been what you would call superhuman.&rdqu
The child was different then the rest of my kind. I noticed right away that she seemed compelled to follow any instructions I gave her, as if I held some form of control over her. We couldn’t send her back into the world without drawing unwanted attention, so I did the only thing I could think of, ordering her to stay. I spent the next year learning to control my progeny, teaching her the ways of my kind. Her thirst was stronger, wielding more control over her, than the rest of my kind. Even the blood of a fresh kill did nothing to sate her appetite. My hold on her remained ironclad, strengthening with each day, keeping her from running feral into the woods. I lived in constant fear that my hold on the girl would drop at anytime and she would run straight into the human world, slaughtering everyone in her path. She had been
Shoving her roughly inside my small hut, I shut the door behind me. Her head jerked wildly around, looking for an escape that couldn’t be found. Realizing the only way out was through me, the woman charged at me, her hands clawing at my skin as I wrapped her tightly in my arms. She shrieked, screaming nonsense as she struggled against my hold. “You are mine.” I jeered as she continued to struggle. She lifted her chin to meet my eyes, defiance burning in her own. She flinched as I moved one hand to brush the hair from her neck. Her screams were deafening as I bit her, my fangs breaking through her flesh in search of the vein in her neck. Every fiber of my being hoped that this would work, that Saveta wasn’t a result of the Goddess inte
Taylor “Wait, Enki and Apollo are the same being?” “All of the gods, even some of the goddesses are just other names Apollo has used over the millennia. There are only four celestial beings, Selene, Mab, Nyx, and Apollo as he has chosen to be called.” Rhazian responded. “What happens if your curse is lifted?” I asked. Rhazian’s story had made it seem that it was possible. “What becomes of you?” “I have tried over the years to have it lifted, going so far as to seek out witches that held no issue with my kind. I suppose that I would return to what I was before, what you would call a superhuman, but I’ve come to the
Tyler “Calm down darling. Destroying your office won’t accomplish anything.” Celeste cooed. She had found me breaking furniture in my office. Aro had called to inform me that he had delivered the girl to Rhazian and found wolves turned vamp. The missing towns and sudden silence from the pack I had been in contact with made sense now. The vamp had somehow turned them, something we were supposed to be immune to. Aro had informed me that I wasn’t bound by the contract they had signed with the self-proclaimed demi-god, his initial request that I stand down was simply so they could fulfil their side of the deal by delivering her. “You’re right, my love.” I sighed. “This doesn’t solve anything. I need to
Osiris “What on earth are you doing all the way out here, Osiris?” Saveta called waddling toward me. One hand rested on her protruding belly as the other held the hand of my five-year-old nephew. She motioned for me to make room as she lowered herself onto the bench beside me. “You know how it goes. Mom and Dad can’t keep their hands off each other. I had to get away from that.” I replied, scrunching my face in comical disgust. “You know, you can still come stay with us if you want. Chuck would love to have you help out with his little experiments.” She chuckled. My sister had b
I crept to the front of the cottage, peeking through the curtain, Rhazian close behind. Just beyond the porch stood the coven that had taken me from Rhazian’s mountain cabin. I could feel the anger rolling off my mate. If he were still immortal, he would have been outside, ripping them to pieces before I could say a word. I sent up a silent prayer of thanks that his invincibility had disappeared with the removal of Apollo’s curse. I didn’t want my mother’s people dead unless there was no other choice. “What do we do?” Miriam whispered. “Fae magic doesn’t work on witches.” “I should go out and talk to them.” I replied, squaring my shoulders in determination. 
Taylor It had taken a couple days for us to be able to access the place where we had ended my father. Each attempt until than had resulted in a sudden confusion and feeling of being pushed away that we couldn’t deny. When we were finally able to reach the place, it was startlingly familiar. The earth was scorched as the earth in my vision of Titan’s downfall had been. My guardians were nowhere to be found. Sadness tugged at my heart as I realized that I had called them forth to be destroyed. There was happy news, however. Saveta was mortal again and had begun to age at a human rate. When Apollo lifted the curse from my mate, it was lifted from everyone that remained. The wolves he had turned to hybrids, thankfully, held no memory of their time as were-vamps. They described the time as floating in darkness, until
RhazianMy eyes scanned the misty field. It had been a touchy couple of weeks, but it was finally time to end Apollo’s threat once and for all. Taylor and I had arrived at the fae palace the day after Saveta had shown up at my door with wolves. The moment we were situated in our suite, I began summoning my creations. I had felt the ties lock into place as each one fell back under my control. The wolves had taken every opportunity to threaten my life once the war was won. It was clear there was no love lost between us even though I was currently an ally. Taylor seemed to have her own issues with the Fae queen. I would catch her glaring daggers at the woman when she thought nobody was looking. “Are you ready for this?” She whispered, squeezing my hand in hers.
TylerI couldn’t hear anything over the ringing in my ears. The moment the hybrid beast had begun twisting the cell bars, Chuck had fired several shots into her torso. She had shot him a deadly glare as she clutched her chest and collapsed to the ground. While her skin didn’t seem to react to the silver while in human form, the small tendrils of smoke coming from the bullet holes seemed to indicate there was an internal reaction. “Well, that was intense.” Chuck laughed as my hearing started returning to normal. “How the fuck did she do that?” “No idea. Maybe being in human form they’re more vamp than wolf?” Chuck shrugged. “She’s down for the moment though. Doesn’t look like the vamp sid
Rhazian Taylor looked terrified as I thrust her behind me. Saveta was the only person who knew where I was hiding out and she wouldn’t have knocked. I groaned inwardly at having chose a place with a front door situated in the living room as it shuddered under another thundering knock. “I don’t think they’re going away.” She hissed behind me. “If they keep pounding like that, the door is going to give. Better to answer it.” Nodding, I gestured for her to step into the hall. If our visitor were a threat, at least my mate would be out of sight and have a head start. I straightened my self to my full height as she followed my unspoken direction. One last glance to ensure my mate was hidden away and I strode to the door, pulling
I landed against something soft, the space around me filled with darkness. Moving to get my bearings, I realized I was in a bed, the comforter tangling around me as I moved. Even more startling than finding myself in a dark room, in a strange bed, was that I wasn’t alone. My eyes adjusting to the dark, revealed a man slumbering next to me, his breathing peaceful and easy. I scrambled from the bed, landing on the floor with a thud as the blankets captured my legs. “Who’s there!” The man demanded, bolting upright. “Oh, thank goddess, Taylor!” He moved too fast for me to see, pulling me tightly to his chest. He seemed to be familiar with me, but I wasn’t even sure who I was at the moment. I pressed my h
I was lost. Once I had gotten out of long shadow of the dark mansion, everything in the celestial plane began to look the same. I had tried to use a guidance spell, but my magic didn’t seem to work here. The only option I had was tapping into my demi abilities which would draw my father directly to me. Scowling up at the open sky, I screamed my frustration at the two suns and moons that hung above my head. “This is ridiculous!” I wailed to myself. “I can’t even navigate by human means.” My stomach growled angrily as I became more and more lost. I was so hungry that the leaves on the trees began to look appetizing. I knew I would be useless if I didn’t find food soon, chastising mysel
Taylor I whirled around in a fright to face the owner of the hand that had landed on my shoulder. My breath whooshed from me as I found myself face to face with my golem. “You scared the daylights out of me!” I scolded; one hand pressed against my chest in a futile effort to slow my pounding heart. He slipped past me, not sparing me a second look as he made his way toward the book that had drawn my attention. He stopped just before it, his head cocked to the side, listening to something I couldn’t hear. “We should go.” He whispered. “No, I need to know what’s in th