Bill and my mom arrived later that evening. The moment I opened the door, Mom rushed in and wrapped her arm around me tightly. "Oh, sweetheart, thank God you are alright." She must have assumed the very worst when I called her on the phone. I kind of felt bad for making her worry so much. "I'm alri
"Silas! Don't talk like that to your father." "Stay out of this!" Silas snapped at my mom. "I can't believe the both of you are content with killing your own grandchild! Or do you think you care about Kerry more than I do? I fucking love her; protecting her would always be my first priority. But ho
I could hardly sleep that night. It didn't help one bit that Silas had insisted on us spending the night together. I was afraid that my wild thoughts would somehow reach him. Even though he had promised me never to read my mind, I was afraid he might go back on his word, especially in a situation li
"Yes, he left earlier. Thankfully, he should be gone for a while." "There's a blood bank not far from here." "I told him you needed special blood. He'll be going to a small town close by. It should at least give us a few hours to get this done. Go clean up, dear. Your mom is preparing breakfast."
" Lay here, please." "This won't take long, will it?" "It depends, sweetheart, but I assure you, you will be fine once this is over," the man says. I look over at Bill, who is standing in the corner of the room. "He's an old friend of mine. Nothing will go wrong." I nod my head and push down my
"What the fuck!?" Silas is pissed—scratch that, he feels like fucking murdering someone right now. The only thing that feels worse than his anger is the fear that makes his skin crawl. "I've only been gone for a few hours!!" Bill doesn't say anything. The man hasn't even looked at him throughout th
'What does he want with her?' Out of all the millions of humans out there, why Kerry? Was it because she was a half-blood? If that was the case, shouldn't he have been after Kerry's father instead? The man was physically stronger, and his blood was pure. This whole thing was damn confusing. Silas w
Sera stares at her ex-husband, the man whom she had given her heart to at one point. There were all sorts of emotions going through her, but the one that simmered under her skin and had her storming forward was rage. Pure rage! She felt like killing the bastard man with her own hands! Silas was qui
When Via awakened, it was to a slight headache and the feel of dried blood against her temple. The room she was in (if it could be called a room at all) was dim, and the only source of lighting that filtered through the thick bars was from the torch hung outside the cell. Via was able to make out he
Their uncle, Asher, wasn’t in the mansion. Luca heard he had some serious business to sort out in Vinci and should be back in a day or two. It was all bullshit, of course. Luca knew Alastor must have sent him off—if only to get him far enough away from the human to execute his plans. Said plans were
Via stepped closer to the handsome vampire. He smelled just as good as he looked, and when he smiled, a dimple appeared on either cheek—small enough to go unnoticed. Despite his good looks and splendor, she, for one, felt that there was something very off about the man. His smile carried a condescen
Golden candlelight shimmered on the polished mahogany table, yet no feast adorned its surface—only rows of empty crystal glasses and half-drained wine bottles. When Via walked into the dining room, she was met with the intense gazes of all seven people in the room. She was a bit taken aback to see L
She'd always imagined her first time would be with someone special, at a significant moment in her life—an anniversary, perhaps, or a wedding night. And though she had considered doing it with someone just for the experience, as was the case with Ethan, with Asher, Via had hoped it would happen afte
Asher came from a long line of powerful lords. His father had ruled over the Vampire Council with a firm hand for centuries, and he was expected to do the same when the man stepped down. He was well aware of the sacrifices he would have to make for the greater good of his people, his coven, his race
Via wasn't sure why, but Luca had an inclination to piss her off at any chance he got. She wasn't really surprised when he opened his mouth and started spitting out trash. "You must be heartbroken," he said in a voice so full of certainty one would think he'd known her all his life. "You're hurt th
For the next few days, Via doesn’t get a chance to confront Asher. She does see him around, but Elizabeth is always lingering near him, her arm wrapped around his in a hold that could be nothing less than possessive. She would look over in Via’s direction and smile at her—not mocking or taunting, bu
When morning finally came, Via had dark eye bags and couldn't stand on her two feet without slouching. She could go without sleep, of course, but she'd gotten so used to the routine. Coupled with the added turbulent emotions from last night, she was feeling overwhelmed. When Jess had asked why she