"THIS PLACE IS so quiet," Alice said from the window. "Nothing. Not even the sound of crickets."Vladimir nodded. "If you were a cricket, would go stay anywhere near someone like you?"Alice chuckled. "I guess not." She walked away from the window and gazed at large picture paintings that showed Vlsdimir through the years. On some oil paintings, he had curled blonde hair, similar to those the elegant English men of the early 19th century wore, on others, he was bald, with a mustache, clean-shaven. His looks varied like seasons of the year. "I like this one more," Alice said, pointing at a large and prominent painting. It was one of Vladimir in the 16th century. "The linen suits you...""They don't tell you this, but the linen of those times was very uncomfortable," Vladimir muttered. "It cuffed your neck and gave you callouses." He came up behind her and sniffed her neck. "I like the sideburns too," Alice said. She turned. Their bodies were a few inches apart. Her fingers came up to
MITCH CHESTER "SO ANNIKA CREATED the first vampire, Vladimir," Mitch said.The old man nodded. "And she did it for the protection of her coven," Mitch added. "Vampires were supposed to be like the bodyguards of witches covens from humans...""And any other race that wanted them dead," Beta Jones muttered. "What went wrong?""Annika died," Mitch said. "And with her death, the bond of vampires to witches died too. It left them free to create chaos as they liked.""The witches could have really used the protection a few centuries ago when witches were being hunted," Jones said."If I recall correctly, the vampires also joined in hunting the witches," Mitch muttered. "Some vampires developed special taste buds for blood of witches."Jones nodded. "Thank you for your time," he told the old man as Mitch stood up and went to the window."I am glad to help," the old man said. "These are stories that my father told me. His father told him, and I am going to tell my grandson very soon. It is
ANNA KYLIN CHESTERI KEPT THE information to myself. I didn't know how to break it to Lorna that more of her sisters had been killed. I remembered how she took the news last time when Mitch told her. She locked herself up until Enrique came at the perfect time to pull her out of her grief. Now, Enrique was sick and injured too. The news would crush her so I kept it to myself and went about my duties - overseeing the new buildings at the western border, reading through some medical journals sent to my mail from the board of doctors, and replying to my emails.When it was afternoon, I dragged myself from bed finally noticing that I had not eaten anything except the tea that Loz had forced into my hand hours ago.As I went downstairs and headed to the garage, I saw Lorna coming in the front door. I flashed her a bright smile to avoid any suspicion that I was hiding anything.She frowned slightly and asked, "What is it?""What is what?" I asked with the smile frozen on my lip."What are
MITCH CHESTERTHE DISTANCE FROM the red moon pack to the Mountain Alps kingdom was a very delicate matter. Especially for someone like Mitch who was in desperate need to be back in his kingdom as soon as possible.The distance was not so far that a private jet was needed. Besides, there were no suitable amenities like a good runway to host the planes. And at that moment, going by road would take so much time for him. The time that he would spend thinking and worrying.He stepped out of the study and dialed Draco. The call was picked up on the first ring."Yeah?" Draco grunted. "Is that a way to answer the call of your king?" Mitch asked.Draco snorted.Mitch chuckled. "Send a chopper to the red moon pack right now. I need to back home in the next few minutes.""What's the rush?" Draco asked."Just do as I say, will you?""On it," Draco replied. "I have alerted one of our pilots. He will be with you in a short while.""Good," Mitch muttered and hung up."Leaving now?" Jones asked. Mit
ANNA KYLIN CHESTERI DID NOT see the children as soon as they stepped out of the car after school. It was like they were keeping away from me, and while it broke my heart, I understood them. I was messing up both their social and academic lives.I sighed and went to the room I had designed to be my home office. It was still sparsely furnished; it had just a shelf with some medical journals, my degree framed and hung on the wall, a large mahogany desk, and my laptop.I sat behind the desk and opened my email, scrolling through my messages mindlessly. I archived most of the messages as they were spam or invite requests, none of which caught my attention until I saw a message from a name that I remembered. Linda Garett. I had no idea how I remembered, but it was the name of the young lady who had asked for a picture in the restaurant a few weeks ago. The lady who looked up to me was also a medical student.I opened the email and skimmed through it quickly. She was inviting me to speak to
MITCH CHESTER Her lips parted as she watched him pull off his shirt then toss it aside. Mitch caught her upper arms and held her still while he kissed the side of her neck. He skimmed his lips against her silken skin and said, “Now, you just stand there and look gorgeous while I do all the work.”Anna touched his chest with the reverence it deserved. So much warm flesh, hard muscle; the man took care of himself. She'd missed him so much!“Anna?”It wasn’t easy...she had so much to look at...but she lifted her gaze. His eyes were dark and full of purpose. “What?”He raised his hands. “I can’t unbutton you while you’re doing that.” She laughed, which didn’t help either her exploration of his chest or the unbuttoning of her blouse.Mitch looked down at her with one raised brow.“After you have more blood going north, you’ll understand,” she said. Then she took over button duty, enjoying the view as Mitch undid his belt. “Done.” She let her blouse fall to the floor and smiled in victo
MITCH CHESTERTHEY FITTED PERFECTLY together. Her body was molded against his perfectly, and for the first time in a long while, he felt complete and whole.His arms were around Anna, holding her securely to his body. She leaned back and rested her head against his upper arm and sighed."What is it?" Mitch asked. He could tell that there was something on her mind. She needed the sex almost even more than he did."Do you think I'm a bad mother?" She blurted."What?" Mitch pulled away and looked down at her. Her face was troubled. "Where is this coming from?"She sighed. "I keep making bad decisions." She said. "I should not have made them school outside the kingdom in the kingdom in the first place." She sat up. "Now for security reasons, I want to change them back to the school here... and they hate me for it."Mitch inwardly heaved a sigh of relief. He had been worried about how he was going to make her change their schooling for his peace of mind. "My urgent exit from the Red Moon p
MITCH CHESTER "YOU'RE MUCH MORE fun than Mum," Addison muttered when they were tired of throwing snowballs down the cliff. She lay down on the ground and spread her arms on the snow."Mum is fun too," Aiden countered, sitting down beside his sister."Your brother is right," Mitch said, "Your mother is fun too."Addison scowled at her brother."What happened?" Mitch asked softly, wanting to hear exactly how Addison was feeling. He crouched beside her and traced her shape in the snow with his fingers."She's changing our school again!" Addison cried. "And it's because of the test.""It isn't because of the test!" Aiden yelled."What test is that?" Mitch frowned, looking at the children."We had a test yesterday-""-and I got more than him," Addison cut in, sitting up. She shook the snow from her hair and glared at her brother.Mitch smiled. He wiped some snow from Addison's head and asked, "And you think your school is being changed because of that? Why?"Addison folded her hands drama