LOGINAlaric 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
The call must have been unexpected. Or perhaps not. Knowing his brother, Alaric must gave already known about every single thing that was happening, he was just waiting for the right opportunity to be involved. For a moment, he contemplated if reaching out to his brother was worth it. What could
“What do you want?” Asher glanced behind the other vampire momentarily. He didn’t react despite the worry that crept through him. The smell of blood was alarming. “There is something off with you.” Silas laughed. “Oh? Why don’t you tell me?” “It started from the second we walked into this house.
“Silas, no.” Her sudden refusal didn’t faze the vampire one bit. In fact, it seemed he hadn’t even heard her, or he had chosen to ignore her completely. His hands were still cold on her skin, and he was touching places she didn’t want to be touched at the moment. Kerry tried once more to turn him
"If things don't change—" "But you said we could fix—" "IF things don't change," Deric glared at me, daring me to interrupt him again. I took a deep breath to calm myself and then leaned back in my seat. He continued, "Won't you get over him? If we don't manage to fix things, if he still can't rem
And I couldn’t even be smug about predicting the future. "Don’t blank out." Deric’s fingers were back to tracing invisible lines on my hips. Only this time, his hand had somehow found its way under my shirt. His skin was cold and lacked even the slightest warmth a human body possessed. Apart from
The door opened, and a familiar figure walked in. My heart leapt when I saw her—my mother. For a moment, I wanted to run to her, to cry in her arms. But the pity in her eyes, devoid of any recognition or love, stopped me cold. She didn’t remember me. I had truly lost her too. "Was it your first tim
His kiss was soft and loving. It was different from his kisses before, which were always passionate and possessive. His hands roamed over my body, caressing me. I couldn't bring myself to push him away, even though a part of me was still pissed at him. When he lifted me and had me wrap my legs aroun







