로그인“I don’t give a fuck what you think,” he said, his eyes locking onto Gwen’s. “You can pack your things and get the hell out for all I care. But you’re not taking her with you. You can go alone.” Damien’s nonchalant words only angered Gwen more. Even after everything, he was still so shameless. “Ar
“What the hell do you want from us?!” Gwen screamed, her voice echoing through the space. Liz flinched beside her. She couldn’t understand how things had escalated so quickly. When she suspected her mom had found out about the affair, she had expected to be confronted, to be called a traitor. Yet D
Gwen’s face fell. Her expression was a mix of anger and disgust. She closed the space between them quickly, and Damien didn’t even try to avoid her hit. The slap landed across his face. He barely even registered it. Fine, if this was her own way of venting her anger, he would let her have it. After
Alaric was taking his bloody time to get here. Damien had suspected that his brother wouldn’t make things easy for them. He was an incredibly selfish individual, and he only did things when they benefited him. So, for the next few days, Damien tried to get to the very bottom of his nephew’s problem.
Kerry bristled at that. She hated that Asher, of all people, knew about the abuse—and the fact that he kept bringing it up was just fucking low. But inwardly, she felt more shame than anger. Shame that she couldn’t bring herself to hate Silas despite that. And Asher was very much aware of this. “Y
Kerry didn’t know how to feel about having her husband’s heart pierced with some cursed wood. She stared at his unmoving figure on the bed. Unconscious, not dead. Somehow, she didn’t like the sight of Silas like that—not one bit. Despite the fact that she should hate him for the things he had been d
Asher was introduced as a prince, and that little piece of information took Via aback. Yes, everyone knew that vampires once practiced monarchy, but that was a very long time ago—before civilization had taken over and their superiority over humans and other supernaturals had been revoked. She knew t
"Is there anything I can do for you, my dear?" "You didn’t tell me you were a prince." "You didn’t ask. And I hardly thought my title was of any importance, seeing as it wouldn’t have impressed you even if I had mentioned it." He was right. Via would have probably been even more put off if she ha
Octavia takes Jess back to her house. Her friend's parents had long gone to bed by the time Via was half-dragging their daughter inside. Jess's younger brother was still up, probably playing those video games he was so obsessed with. He merely rolled his eyes at the sight of his unconscious sister a
Via wanted to scream into her pillow, but her dad might hear it and come up to check on her. She couldn’t help it—she had never been this attracted to someone before. He was hot, and his holier-than-thou attitude had a sort of appeal. She wanted him—maybe just for the taste. Maybe then she could fin







