It's a popular saying that love makes one do crazy things. But Via didn't think of herself as being in love—not at all. She barely knew the vampire on a personal level. If there was anything that could describe what she felt for him, it was simply lust. It was like a kid wanting a toy so badly that
Ethan led her into one of the rooms. It was an average-sized bedroom with a large bed, a drawer by the side, and a sofa. Whoever owned this mini-mansion must have a full pocket—or a large family—if they had this many rooms available. The incubus edged her closer to the bed until her knees hit the e
Via knew she was in a hell of a lot of trouble the moment she saw her dad take in her scent. His face twisted in pure disgust and revulsion. "You better start talking, young lady." "Dad, I... I wasn't messing around." "Really? You just happened to smell like sex and Incubi for no reason?" "It wa
"Yeah. About what happened, it was a..." "Mistake? I hope so. It won't happen again, though, will it?" "No, I... It won't." "Good. We'll meet soon enough, sweetheart. Until then, be a good girl." "I..." The call ended abruptly before she could get the rest of her sentence out. "Asshole," she sp
Via's hands were shaking due to a mix of fear, dread, and panic. She had no idea what was wrong with her mother, and she couldn’t help but picture the terrified look on the woman's face over and over again in her mind. Clearly, she had been fine just minutes ago—they had been having so much fun. Wha
Octavia didn't get the answer she desired because Asher chose the wrong time to disappear. She was anxious and, if she was honest, a bit afraid. Afraid that she wouldn't see him again, that perhaps he had realized Via wasn't worth his pursuit. Maybe he had moved on to someone else—someone prettier a
Silence. She frowned in confusion and wondered if the driver had sustained some kind of injury that had made him pass out or something. But the possibility of that was very slim since the hit hadn’t really been that serious. Well, if he wasn’t coming out, then there was no point in forcing him. Via
Asher's so-called home was a luxurious villa in a very private neighborhood. By private, she meant that the closest house to his was probably a fifteen-minute walk away. For all the three hours of driving it had taken to get here, Via couldn't take her eyes off him. Even now, as he led her through t
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