This was too easy and every single hackle on my neck stood on end, as I followed Marley across the open expanse of dirt toward the house. There was no noise. No insects, or the croak of frogs, or the weird chirps that the night birds of the area gave.There was nothing, and my stomach started to throw up red flags on the situation. And then there was the house. We pushed open the front door, keeping an eye on where we were going...It was filthy. No-one had lived in it for… ever.There were no signs of someone, or something inhabiting the dank interior and I couldn’t pick up the scent of either wet fur, spoiled blood, or a vampire.Marley moved through the lower floor, sweeping her gun, the flashlight following.“Fucking hell!”She jumped back and my claws automatically extended at a threat, until Vince stepped out of the dark, his pupils dilating with the bright torch light. “Point that shit somewhere else.”Marley’s gun lowered and my claws retreated, but not completely, obviously
The night was dragging on, and all I could think about, was I'd sent Marley and my baby-brother off on a mission, which might them dead at the hands of a rogue... a rogue which had become adept at killling vampires. There was no way they'd be able to fight it off, if it cornered them.I knew Rhayden. He would sacrifice himself, for Mars... to make sure she got away... and then when the rogue was done with my brother, it'd hunt Marley down and...“Sire!” For the second time in as many days, Tony came bursting through the doors of the library. But this time, his fledgling, Maddison was close on his heels, her hands covered in a brackish black liquid.Being what I am, I knew in an instant what it was.Coagulated vampire blood.I stood as Tony and Maddison came closer. “What’s—”Tony turned to Maddison and the pretty blonde vampire lifted her blue gaze to me. The woman had always been one of my favorite hunters. “Maddison, tell him.”“Sire, I was doing a sweep of the grounds, as usual for
Climbing the stairs, with six vampires behind me had been daunting enough. But splintering off with Vince on my own, while the others went the other way, I might as well have advertised the fact I was scared. I could only imagine the stink of fear which would be oozing out of my pores right now and how it was permeating around the dilapidated house.And of course, being with a hunting team of vampires... I could only imagine the amplification of my scent.I was a fucking idiot for being her, with only one person to protect me...We checked the rooms on either side of the hallway as we moved along, until we came to one at the end. I stopped in front of it, turning my gaze to Vince. His dark gaze met mine and he took one step back. Putting himself between me, and the stairs... “After you, team leader.”I was starting to hate the way he was referring to me and I sucked my tongue over my teeth, making a mental note to have Absinthe speak to him when this shit was over.Turning to the doo
“Vince! Drop her!” My vison cleared a little and I shifted my gaze to Rhayden. He was standing in the doorway, gun raised, pointing it at Vince.The vampire who had me growled and stepped back, away from the other vampire, his arm coming around my neck.“Ah, ever the bad-boy hero.” Vince’s grip on me changed, his arm being replaced by a clawed hand, and I grimaced as one of his claws dug into my flesh. Wetness slid down my neck and Vince chuckled as Rhayden’s eyes changed to copper. “Smell that, Rhayden? This human bitch’s blood. Have you had a taste yet? Have you betrayed your brother’s trust and dipped into her honey pot?”Vince’s other hand came up, and he dragged a finger through the blood which slid from the puncture mark and lifted it to his mouth. His moan of appreciation had my heart beating with fear. “Oh fuck, she is sweet. No wonder you and your brother can’t get enough.”Rhayden stepped forward, his pistol still trained on the vampire holding me and I just wished he would
Almost sunrise, and I was running for my life. I’m not going to make it. That was what ran through my head, every single step I took toward the location of the Everglades house.How had I been so ignorant to see it?A viper in my own mansion. A poison which had been infecting my coven from the inside.Vince had been the one who’d called in eighty percent of the mated killings. He’d been the one to hand me the folder on the where abouts of the killer, telling me it was from a reputable source.|Yeah, his own fucking mouth. the lying snake.No wonder he was so eager to be one of the leads on the killings. He was the one to hand me the information, first hand. I should ahve seen through his smugness and known something was wrong from the moment he notified me of the first killing. But I had been so blind, and full of sorrow for those I had lost. A mated pair I had been good friends with.I could hear Tony running beside me, keeping pace as we utilized our vampire speed and flung ourse
“We found a storage locker, registered to Vince.” Tony sat opposite me, flipping through pages upon pages of photos and documents. His gaze lifted to mine, and he grimaced. “He had an unnatural obsession with Miss Brennan.”My stomach fluttered. “What?”I looked at Absinthe, who nodded to Tony and the head security guard handed over an A4 photo. I took it with shaking hands and looked down at it.It was just a basic storage locker. No bigger than ten by ten. But the walls were lined with weapons, and photos of me. My heart hammered with the red string, which linked me with various places and vampires.The places I’d hunted, the names and photos of the rogues I’d killed. Photos of Absinthe and Rhayden. Pictures of inside my apartment.Tony slid another photo over to me.A table of objects; all belonging to me.Underwear, jewelry, knives I’d thought I’d lost. Photos of my family when they were still alive. My sister’s urn.I shoved the photos away and looked at Absinthe. “You had this
By fuck, I still hurt. The gashes which I had received from Vince were healed, but I ached. My anger was not diminished either. How could we have been so blind?Abe had shown me the folder. The obsession Vince had with Marley was sickening. He even had Lynda’s urn. I could only imagine what Marley would be feeling right now, as she found out and there was nothing I could do to help.She’d be comforted in my brother’s arms.Pacing my room wasn’t helping my mood either. My mind kept returning to Marley and my emotions wrecked over themselves to be heard. Anger, sorrow, lust; all clashed. I was almost to the point where I’d happily fight my brother, for even the chance of having the human beauty just once.A knock at my door and I stopped pacing, turning my attention to it.A heartbeat, but two presences. I stared at the door for a few moments, until Marley’s voice called out. “Rhayden, open the door.”In the two years since she had kicked and screamed into our lives, I had never bee
Nothing had ever felt so right, as when Rhayden slammed his mouth onto mine, our tongues dueling, as we let go of the restraints which had been holding us back for almost two years... Because it had been the whole time I'd been in the Raynes mansion, I'd been denying the attraction I had for not only Absinthe... but his little brother as well.Being with Absinthe had always felt normal, from the moment we’d first fucked, he’d been my safe harbor, my calm and compassionate. My security and protection. He had always been the one I ran to, when I needed help.But Rhayden... the one Absinthe sent to help me in hunts, to guide me on missions and to be a general pain in the ass... He was my storm.The insanity in my life. The fight, the need to rebel, the feeling of being the kick ass hunter I was. He was the one who taught me to be a better hunter... to be more independant from Abe...He was the other half of the coin, which was the Raynes. There was no one without the other.Rhayden's u
“You should at least talk to him Marley.”Opening my eyes, I looked up. Absinthe was sitting on the side of the bath, his face one of worry, hair carelessly hanging over his shoulders, a curtain of dark silk.I sank lower in the tub, wanting to go under and never resurface. “No.”“I don't like the idea of you going to Vegas and Korin, without him.”“Well, he should have thought about it before he chucked tantrum. He is almost 400 years old Absinthe, not two.”“He does have temper on him. But it doesn’t mean he doesn't care. What he said, he didn’t mean a word of it. You must realize that.” Abe reached over and brushed away a tendril of hair, tucking it behind my ear. “He's never been very good at sharing, especially with me.”“Well, unless he pulls his shit together, he won't have to worry about it. That will give him more comfort, knowing he doesn't have to share me anymore.” I opened my eyes and looked up at the dark-haired vampire, seeing the concern in his green gaze. “As much as
Of course, my perfect older brother would be there, waiting for his human lover. Waiting to rub into my face, how Marley would go to him first, over me. I glared at him, as he raised an eyebrow and swept past him, but not before slamming my shoulder into his. Any other time in our lives, that would have seen him pick me up and throw me off the second story balcony onto the marble floor below, but as he had gotten older, he’d gotten softer.If only Marley had known him when we were younger, she wouldn’t have been so keen to jump into bed with him, there would have been no sex.Just bite, drain and discard.Turning toward the library, I pushed open the huge doors and strode in, throwing myself into my seat. We would sit here, playing nice, being all civil when I knew what would happen afterward. Of the moans which would escape Marlene’s mouth, because of my brother and even though I couldn’t hear them, because of the soundproofing Absinthe had installed into his room, it wouldn’t stop m
Hearing the Alfa’s engine, before seeing its sleek lines pull into the garage, did nothing, compared to the sight of the woman sitting behind the wheel of my car. It’d been three weeks since I had seen her, since I had sunk my cock into her soft pussy and my body ached with longing.She pulled the car into my parking space and switched off the engine, staring at me through the windshield for a moment. I guess she would have been trying to figure out what kind of mood I was in.Fucking horny. That’s what kind of mood I was in.Usually, I would have picked out someone from of the coven, a lone female vampire, and fucked the night away with her. But since being with Marlene Brennan, there was no one else on this planet who would take her place.Walking to the car, I opened the door and leaned down, inhaling the waft of her scent, as she turned to me. “Mars.”“Rhayden.”Even the way she said my name sent shivers through me. I stepped back, allowing the little beauty to climb from the car.
Immortal Cravings Part 2- PassionsRolling to the side, I shut off the alarm which was blaring in the early evening and lay back against the soft pillows of the hotel bed. Seven-pm and I was only just waking up—one of the perks-or downsides of working for creatures which only came out at night.For the last two years, I’ve been the sole human bounty hunter, of one Absinthe Raynes—Vampire Lord of Miami.Hunting the rogues which prayed on humans for one million dollars a year; yeah, couldn’t complain. It was the excess baggage which came with it, which was going to send me insane.I worked for Absinthe, killed rogues—but I also fucked Absinthe—well, no. He fucked me… It was a mutual fucking. And then… there was Rhayden. Absinthe’s annoying, pain in the ass, beautiful, sexy little brother… Who also fucked me.At first my feelings for Rhayden had been kept secret from both brothers, lest I incur the wrath of Absinthe and put Rhayden in danger too. But when our last mission had us working
It would be sunrise in an hour... where would she sleep?In the arms of my brother? Would my Marley come back to me?Had I lost her to him?While Mozart played loudly to drown out the sounds of my brother and Marley having sex, it didn’t drown out the visions which came to mind.Was he a gentle lover? Did she act differently with him? How would they be doing it? Missionary, cowgirl, doggy-style…Growling to myself, I walked back to my desk. There was absolutely no point in me thinking about that. I would very quickly send myself insane. It was bad enough I was having second thoughts about the idea of my brother putting his hands on my lover. "No... you siad you were fine with it." I admonished myself. And I wasn't one to lie. I had promised Marley and Rhayden I was okay with the idea of them being together... I was okay with them being together. There was a knock on the door of the library, and I lifted my gaze, as Tony entered the room. Putting my hand out, I turned down the dial
Sweet lord.As my fangs pierced Marley’s throat, I could taste the sweetness which came from her blood and the opioid effect of her pleasure. Hot blood washed into my mouth, warming me through, sitting heavy in my belly. My pace increased, my hips ramming against hers as I plundered her beautiful body.She was mine. After two years of pining after the one woman I couldn't have, Marlene Brennan was finally mine.Marley lay under me, moaning; back arching; on the verge of an orgasm and I was the cause. That delerious thought, dancing around in my head, making this all the more exciting, and unbelieveable.Her fingernails scraped along the backs of my shoulders, adding a tinge of pain to the pleasure and I tore my mouth away from her flesh, as my orgasm ripped through me.A couple of more thrusts and she was right there with me... Marley’s core clenched around my cock, milking me and I buried my head against her neck, riding out the wave of pleasure.Her heart thudded erratically agains
Nothing had ever felt so right, as when Rhayden slammed his mouth onto mine, our tongues dueling, as we let go of the restraints which had been holding us back for almost two years... Because it had been the whole time I'd been in the Raynes mansion, I'd been denying the attraction I had for not only Absinthe... but his little brother as well.Being with Absinthe had always felt normal, from the moment we’d first fucked, he’d been my safe harbor, my calm and compassionate. My security and protection. He had always been the one I ran to, when I needed help.But Rhayden... the one Absinthe sent to help me in hunts, to guide me on missions and to be a general pain in the ass... He was my storm.The insanity in my life. The fight, the need to rebel, the feeling of being the kick ass hunter I was. He was the one who taught me to be a better hunter... to be more independant from Abe...He was the other half of the coin, which was the Raynes. There was no one without the other.Rhayden's u
By fuck, I still hurt. The gashes which I had received from Vince were healed, but I ached. My anger was not diminished either. How could we have been so blind?Abe had shown me the folder. The obsession Vince had with Marley was sickening. He even had Lynda’s urn. I could only imagine what Marley would be feeling right now, as she found out and there was nothing I could do to help.She’d be comforted in my brother’s arms.Pacing my room wasn’t helping my mood either. My mind kept returning to Marley and my emotions wrecked over themselves to be heard. Anger, sorrow, lust; all clashed. I was almost to the point where I’d happily fight my brother, for even the chance of having the human beauty just once.A knock at my door and I stopped pacing, turning my attention to it.A heartbeat, but two presences. I stared at the door for a few moments, until Marley’s voice called out. “Rhayden, open the door.”In the two years since she had kicked and screamed into our lives, I had never bee
“We found a storage locker, registered to Vince.” Tony sat opposite me, flipping through pages upon pages of photos and documents. His gaze lifted to mine, and he grimaced. “He had an unnatural obsession with Miss Brennan.”My stomach fluttered. “What?”I looked at Absinthe, who nodded to Tony and the head security guard handed over an A4 photo. I took it with shaking hands and looked down at it.It was just a basic storage locker. No bigger than ten by ten. But the walls were lined with weapons, and photos of me. My heart hammered with the red string, which linked me with various places and vampires.The places I’d hunted, the names and photos of the rogues I’d killed. Photos of Absinthe and Rhayden. Pictures of inside my apartment.Tony slid another photo over to me.A table of objects; all belonging to me.Underwear, jewelry, knives I’d thought I’d lost. Photos of my family when they were still alive. My sister’s urn.I shoved the photos away and looked at Absinthe. “You had this