Tyler
The early afternoon sun filled the room. I looked around, uncertain where I was. The last thing I remembered was the blinding pain of claws tearing at my sides. Someone had put me in sweatpants and bandaged my wounds. Sucking air between my teeth, I winched as I moved myself into a sitting position to get a better look at my surrounding.
“Ah, good. You’re up. I’ve brought some food for you. You’ll heal faster if you eat.” A man said cheerily as he entered the room from a door to my left.
“Who are you?” I asked as he placed a tray of food gently across my lap. “How did you save me from that – that monster?”
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Saveta “This is a horrible idea.” I stated, though nobody seemed to be listening. My Sire was too busy staring at his mate like she had grown another head while she scowled back at him. The stand off reminded me of one of his earlier mates. After the forest that had kept the village hidden from the mortal realm was burned to the ground by Apollo, vamps began to acclimate to the human way of life. We went into hiding, creating many of the myths about our weaknesses and abilities that persisted into present day. We knew we had to go our separate ways to prevent the truth of our nature being discovered. It began the spread of our kind, many began to follow the example that had been set with me, creating new companions for themselves. My maste
We settled into the village with Rhazian’s mate. She refused to leave, and he refused to leave her behind. She was a cruel mistress, using her glamour to control the humans like chattel. She didn’t seem to care for the bond between my father and I either. He would walk the perimeter, ensuring no stray traveler entered the village, leaving me with Sabina for hours. Jealousy ruled her. She would challenge me at every turn, unwilling to accept that as the older vampire, I was stronger. Once my master returned, her sweet façade would fall back into place. I begged him to release me to make my own way, but he refused. He blamed her maker for her behavior. We had learned that her maker had taken her by force, intent on adding to his growing harem. He was a cruel master, forcing his progeny to submit to his depraved sexual desires. So long as he avoided the heart, they would heal. His commands left
“Are you insane?” I hissed. “You’re going to get us killed with this plan of yours.” “Saveta.” Rhazian cautioned turning to face his mate. “You have no idea how strong I am.” Sabina cackled. “Even my maker couldn’t hold me in his thrall for very long and it resulted in his death.” My mind jumped to what she had told us in the early days about escaping her sadistic maker. She had waited until his hold was at its weakest and beheaded him, delivering his head to the rest of the harem as a sign they were free. Centuries later, the story of her maker would be written into one of the human’s religions. “You cannot c
Taylor I stood at the foot of the mountain watching my mate and his progeny retreat back toward her fortress. My hands shook from the nervousness that had crept in as we made our descent. This was part of the plan. When they were safely away, I would call my abilities, hopefully brining my father to me. There were fresh puncture wounds on my neck, meant to add realism to the tale I was about to spin. I turned back to face the sprawling plain before me, breathing deep and slow to steady myself. “Ok, Taylor.” I spoke to myself. “You can do this. Keep blasting that light stuff until he comes. Search wherever he takes you, get what you need and run.” Casting a quick glance over my shoulder to ensure that Rhazian was safely away, I
“Again.” Apollo commanded. We had been training in a small room for hours and I had yet to produce the same level of magic as I had when I escaped the coven. “I don’t think I can do this.” I panted. The strain of tapping into my demi side starting to get to me. “No child of mine would be this weak.” He spat. “Try it again.” I let my mind clear, focusing on the light within me and trying to call it forth. Apollo had been insistent that I shouldn’t rely on my emotions to call my abilities, that I needed to learn to
Miriam “I don’t like this, Miriam.” Aro scolded. “You signed the contract in blood. If you go down this path, there’s no telling what kind of magical retribution you could face. We could face.” “Fredrick assured me the verbiage used matters. There’s absolutely nothing to prevent me from passing the information along to Tyler, just like you did.” My visit with the seer hadn’t changed my mind. The existence of were-vamps had set me on my path, and nothing could deter me from it. All I needed was a loophole. A way to deal with the monster that had created them along with his demon bride. “One way or another,
Tyler “For someone who claims not to be a witch, you sure know a lot of magic.” I scoffed. Chuck had conjured an entire breakfast from thin air. The man hadn’t been shy about using magic around me, odd behavior for one who claimed not to be a witch. “I told you, not all magic requires inherent gifts. Quite a bit of it can be learned and practiced by anyone, werewolves included.” He smirked. “Here, I’ll show you.” He waved his hand over the table, muttering in what sounded like Latin. An old leather-bound book appeared next to the tray of fruit that sat neatly on the tablecloth. I moved closer to inspect it. The thing was clearly a grimoire
“This plan of yours is a suicide mission.” I groaned. “Not with magic.” Chuck grinned. “How do you think I managed to get close enough to those things to put silver bullets in a few?” “This feels a lot more like two birds with one stone.” “If that were the case, I’d have let that thing kill you when I rescued you.” He snorted. “Sure, that werewolf strength of yours is helpful to get it loaded up and back here before the effects of silver wear off, but I could have figured out a way to do it without you.” “What about when the other
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