EmoryI am so sick of bed rest. I’m bored out of my mind, and I miss the outdoors. As I’m about to enter my second trimester, I feel worse by the day. Helga and Nellie hover and ply me with calming teas. They fluff the mountain of pillows I lie on and cater to every food craving I have no matter how
“You have me.”I smile. “Yes, but your job is to be a kid. That’s all you have to do. I take care of you.”“King Kane takes care of you?”“He does,” I reply. “He’s the king. He is supposed to take care of everyone.”I know that Lola still feels wary of Kane. I can’t blame her, and I expect it’s goin
Queen Olga wants to meet her. The old queen is fascinated with the woman that has managed to ensnare my heart. I’ve managed to hold off the vampire woman until after Emory’s gives birth as the trek up to her kingdom is a challenge for most people. I know I can’t hold her off forever, but I will try
LexSomething is happening at Castle Blackmoor. The servants are hard at work cleaning and decorating the entire place. Food is being brought in along with a new batch of feeders. The biggest significance is the large amounts of blood. I can tell when a party is being planned.Opal has been feeling
“You’ve always been too charming for your own good,” Kane tells me. “You could make a friend even in such a place with bad weather.”“If you’re suggesting I’m a whore…”“I would never say that.”“You’re thinking it.” The silence from Kane’s end makes me roll my eyes. “I will see what I can do about
Helena stiffens, worry creasing her brow, and she nods. “What did you want to talk about?”“I’m here on behalf of your daughter.”Her green eyes widen. “Is Emory all right?”“She’s pregnant.”“What?” Helena looks shocked. “With whose child?”“Mine.”“That’s not possible. Vampires and shifters can’t
KaneEmory has been in a better mood since I brought her mother to the castle. Helena has agreed to stay and support Emory through her pregnancy. Her experience as a midwife for wolf shifters makes her invaluable. The older woman is wary of the vampires in the castle, but she has been polite.I usua
The young vampire scratches the bridge of his nose. “My family’s wealthy.”“And I’m sure you could always use more spending money. I’m bet there are some expenses your parents refuse to pay for. A nice car? A beach house?”He shrugs.“How about a girl?” I try again. “Is there a girl in court you’re
MichaelThe emissary to Red River–the real one–isn’t anyone I recognize. He’s tall and pale blond, his red eyes gleaming in the brightly lit ballroom where he and his posse of royal Red River guards have gathered. He scans the group before him–myself, my father, and my uncle, and smiles faintly, hi
I listen intently, watching a myriad of emotion play over her face as she knits her fingers together. “We spent an entire summer sneaking around,” she says softly, closing her eyes. “He’d find me in the garden, in the library, sometimes going as far as to sneak into my room at night. We couldn’t st
FayeStill in the library, I listen intently as Emelda discloses far more than I expected her to.There was a point in Emelda’s life as a vampire that she’d accepted she’d always be alone. Her bed would always be cold, her skin unblemished by a loving touch. She’d never know love again, and for deca
Faye“It really is gorgeous,” Emelda says the next morning while walking with me to the library. She runs her thumb over the massive sapphire ring and smiles faintly, raising her brows. “I think it’s a family heirloom, too. You should expect a load of fine jewelry to follow.”“You know I don’t care
FayeKing Kane is a slightly terrifying man. His presence is all consuming–like he sucks the light out of the room. He doesn’t look his age, like all vampires. The only indication that he’s a senior vampire compared to his son is the faint gray glow around his temples where his dark hair is starting
MichaelI watch Faye run a comb through her hair, over and over. The golden strands shine like golden silk in the pockets of sunlight shimmering through the curtains. Beyond the glass, knee-deep snow covers the castle grounds in a blanket of pure, untouched white. Deep inside, I feel a flicker of m
I shake my head, sniffling, trying to pull my tears back into my eyes but fail miserably. They trickle down my cheeks, freezing to my face. “We would have been caught.”“I wouldn’t have cared. I still don’t!”“You were getting married–”“I’ve been betrothed since I was a child,” he says hotly, gritt
Emelda“Why are you out here?” Cole asks, his hand moving up my back as he presses me closer. “You’re freezing.”“I wanted to check on Ravenfell–”“I was on my way–”“It’s not your responsibility–”“I was on my way to find you,” he cuts in, taking a breath. I open my eyes, breaking out of the haze
Finn leans against the fireplace while Cassidy stokes the fire, but everyone is waiting for me to start talking. That’s why I came here, after all. To share news from the castle about our duke and our friends. “Lowe is likely going to survive,” I say to the group, ignoring the shuffle of feet as pe