KaneEmory sits up, her face scrunched up in discomfort. I’m about to ask her if she’s okay before she lets out a pained scream. I lean up, placing a hand on her back to comfort her. She’s breathing quicker, her green eyes wide in realization.“The baby is coming.”I nearly jump out of my skin. Fear
“It’s not a secret if we’re just guessing.” He shrugs. “It’s all for fun, Hels. No harm done.”Helga rolls her eyes, but she doesn’t push Thomas away when he wraps an arm around her chair. I know Thomas has been planning to propose for a while. They really like each other even if Helga pretends like
“What does he look like to you?” Kane replies. “Lowell? Alaric?”“No.” I only think about it for a moment, but I know what’s the right name. “Michael."Kane’s eyes stare into mine, uncertainly. “Are you sure? That name has a lot of history attached to it.”“It’s not all bad history. Your father trie
KaneI don’t want to leave Emory and my newborn son even for a moment, but the serious look in Rainer’s eyes tells me that whatever he has to tell me is urgent. I have my most trusted guards right outside the door. Nellie and Helga are there along with Emory’s mother. I know all these people would l
He has lost a lot of weight. The plain food in the dungeons and no access to sunlight has taken its toll on the shifter. Even if he tried to fight Jacob off, a weakened vampire is still stronger than a healthy shifter. In this leaner state, Bernard stood no chance.Bernard’s gray lifeless eyes stare
His pale blue eyes gleam with hatred. “Fuck…you…”“I missed you too, Jake.” I lean down and grab Jacob by the shoulders, hauling him up like a limp marionette. “Come on, princess. I’m taking you back to the dungeon.”“No!” The threat of being imprisoned again brings the fight back to Jacob, and he p
LexThere is a commotion that evening when an unexpected guest arrives at Castle Blackmoor. No one will tell me who it is at first, but I’m able to guess the identity from Opal’s reaction. She only cares about a few people in this world. When she runs to the medical wing in her nightgown with no car
I go to the desk and reach for the landline. The line is bugged, but it’s better than not communicating with my brother. I sit down at the desk and bury my face in my free hand as I wait for Kane to answer. He finally answers after a few rings.“What’s going on?” he asks.“Weather report,” I answer.
Faye“Wait,” I beg, scooching across wet grass, my palms broken and bruised from the gravel on the road. “Why? Why are you doing this?”Another blow to my chest has me curling into the fetal position. Rain pelts my face–sharp, and cold. The dress my mother spent weeks perfecting is torn from my body
MichaelIt’s the middle of the night when I walk up to my doorstep. Thunder rumbles in the distance, but Ravenfell is foggy, cool, and only slightly damp tonight. I open the door to quiet darkness. A light switches on upstairs, illuminating the second floor landing as I step into the foyer, holding
FayeIt’s raining. I watch a raindrop roll down the window, absorbing its companions. The rest of the world is a dark blur as I press my fingertips to the window, finding the glass cold. Someone touches my thigh in the darkness, murmuring something under their breath. Soon, the world comes into view
“We were held up,” Matilda replies in a low, sensuous drawl that betrays her looks. I would have assumed her voice would be pitched and sharp. She’s very thin and hard–all bone and muscle. Most vampire females are like that, I suppose, with some exceptions. One being the woman curled up in a guest r
MichaelThere’s a hum of excitement in the castle as I pass through the main entrance, rain sliding off my black leather jacket and onto the dark stone floor. The bridge behind me is socked-in by fog as the doors close, and a couple of guards step back in place, standing stoically at attention while
MichaelI carry her upstairs, my manor passing by in a blur of stone and dark finishes. Emelda hurries behind me, followed by a handful of maids who peek their heads out of the various rooms off the main second floor hallway. It’s such a large house for one person, but right now, it feels crowded an
FayeHe’s tall and handsome, with eyes the color of polished jade. His eyes sparkle as he steps into the overhead light, but his expression is dire–serious with a hint of concern, maybe even skepticism, as he keeps his gaze honed to my face. I’m trembling from pain and also the feeling like this ma
Emelda raises her perfectly shaped dark brows. “How come?”“The bride never showed up. My parents had to dismiss all the guests. Dad believes this was King Mattias’s plan all along–string us along, force our hand when it came to holding the wedding in Crescent Peak instead of Cole’s own territory in
Michael It’s early morning when I finally leave the castle for home, shifting into my wolf form and splitting the fog as I race across the castle grounds. I made sure my cousin was tucked into bed before making the rounds a final time, talking to my uncle Lex and Aunt Ivy, who were remarkably upset