Charlotte laughed so hard that tears sprang to her eyes. “And how, pray tell, do you plan to do that?”
“I’ll find a way,” I walked over to the chair and sat down at the small table. “Tell me, why did you kill Steven?”
“How very perceptive of you!” Charlotte said, clasping her hands together excitedly.
“Well, I was the one who killed him, actually,” Garrett said as a smirk played on his lips.
“Yes, well, at my insistence, of course.” Charlotte walked over to his side and ran her hand over his chest.
“Why?”
“Well, after I happened to find you in the alley with those thugs, you said that you were following a scent,” Charlotte said, sitting on the chair across from me at the small table. “I knew it was blood, so I just put two and two together. The only time that humans crave blood is when they’re pregnant with a dhampir child. It wa
Garrett obeyed, stepping into the center of the warehouse. He took his clothes off and stood stark naked in the middle of the room. Before I could object, he bent over slightly and his body began to contort and morph. His face protruded outward into a muzzle as he doubled over, and his hands turned into massive paws just before they touched the floor. A moment later, a giant brown wolf was standing in the center of the room before me, snarling, growling menacingly.“You’re werewolves,” I said in disbelief. Why the hell not? I had already met vampires and witches. Why not werewolves, too? Abruptly, I realized that I had been living a blissfully sheltered life.The brown wolf growled.“Although we are werewolves, we can change at will,” Leo said as a smile played on his lips. “That wasn’t always the case, but I developed a serum.”“And what do you want with my baby?” I asked, trying to fit all the
“Yes, well, not if our men find him first,” Charlotte said, her eyes flaring. “After he’s eliminated, then his coven will follow, after we make them all human. Then, there will be no one left to stop us.”“If you really loved him,” I said, “then you would let me go … for him.”“Nice try,” she said, leaning back in her chair again.Just then, Amy walked into the room, carrying a tray, and set it on the table. There were three blood bags lying on it and a covered plate. I didn’t care what was under the plate. I grabbed one of the blood bags, shoved a straw in the side of the bag and drained it.“My, my,” Charlotte said, reaching for one of the blood bags, too. “Aren’t we hungry?”Ignoring her, I quickly reached for the other blood bag and downed it, moaning as the luscious liquid filled my system. The baby stirred in my stomach, happy for the
I woke and looked around. It was pitch black and I could barely see my hand in front of my face. I wondered why they hadn’t kept a light on, but then I realized that vampires could see perfectly in the dark. Suddenly, a sharp pain jabbed my stomach. I ran a hand along my stomach and tried to sit up, but another sharp sting gripped me, punching me from within. I could feel that some of my ribs had cracked. “Uuuhhh!!” I screamed out, holding my ribs as I lay back onto the hospital bed.Within a moment, cold hands were on my forehead. “What happened?” Yes, it was Amy.I said nothing.“Leila, you have to tell me when you’re hurting,” she said in a low voice, “for the baby.”Someone took a deep breath, standing not far away. “What’s wrong with her?” It was Charlotte. Amy and I weren’t alone.“I’m sure that she’s fine,” Amy said, pushing me back ag
With thrusts of his hand, he slammed werewolves against the wall without touching them, using his telekinesis as he marched purposefully across the room with his eyes locked on Charlotte.Amy pulled me behind her, fighting off a werewolf that had leapt toward us. She fought valiantly, ripping off heads with her sickle and ripping out hearts as blood sprayed across the room.Suddenly, Drake entered the room with his fists doubled at his sides, dressed in a black T-shirt, black jeans with boots. He took off a werewolf’s head in one swift movement, and threw another against the wall, then turned to take on more.Lance was halfway across the room from Charlotte, glaring at her menacingly, when a werewolf jumped at him, but Lance hit him effortlessly, sending him flying across the room and crashing into a far wall. Then, Lance looked over at him and squeezed his hands tightly and the werewolf gasped, unable to breathe, until he finally passed out and turned int
Immediately, something went around my waist and I was being lifted. I looked over and Lance was holding me up so that Amy could slide a heart monitor around me for the baby. Suddenly, a quick flutter beeped into the air. “Is he okay?” I asked, barely conscious. “Lance … the baby … is he okay?”“Shush … he’s fine, honey. Hang in there,” Lance said, and then held his wrist up to my lips again. “Drink, Leila. God! I’m begging you, drink! You’ve lost too much blood. You need my blood to heal yourself! Drink!”“Aaahhhhaaaa!” I moaned, trying to grip my stomach, but I was too weak to raise my arm. This was different than normal labor, I could tell. Everything was too quick and too painful. “Lance?” I asked, between contractions.“I’m right here, baby! Stay with me,” Lance said, still holding his wrist to my lips as tears filled his eyes. &ld
I rocked slowly back and forth with my son in my arms, feeding him a bottle of formula. He was beautiful with dark blonde, soft curls and bright green eyes, a normal six-month-old baby, even though he was only a few weeks old. Amy said that Jase would be full grown within ten years and I planned to enjoy every moment of it. He would also live a long life. Amy was living proof of it. She was technically sixty-two years old, but didn’t look a day over twenty-five.“Are you ready?” she asked as she walked through the door. She crossed the room and held her arms out to take my son, my Jase. “It’s time.”I handed him to her with a sigh. “If I must.”“Unless you want to give your honeymoon tickets to me,” she teased. “I’ve always wanted to go to Aruba.”“Not on your life,” I said, smoothing my white dress as I rose from the rocker. It wasn’t your typical wedding dres
VOLUME 2: CROSSROADSMy name is Lance Steel. I’m the owner of Caprice Casino and Club Moroii, located on the Las Vegas strip. I’m a husband, a damned good father and I’m also a vampire. I’ve lived many lives over the years, having been turned in the twelfth century … the year 1113 AD, to be exact. I’ve had many loves, but none have touched my heart and very soul like my wife, Leila.Not long ago, I seduced her, a fact I’m not proud of, but not sorry for, either. Her association with me indirectly caused the death of her then husband and wrecked her life. After her life fell apart, I was there to help her pick up the pieces. I’ve had many regrets over the years, but Leila wasn’t one of them. In over nine hundred years of living on this earth, Leila has been the best thing that’s ever happened to me … well … she and our son, Jase.Yes, we have a son. Not long after we met, we
A broad smile spread across my face as I forced the memories from my head. This was the happiest day of my life, and I intended to enjoy it. “After you,” I said, gesturing to him, then I followed him out.Drake was my best man and was also escorting Leila down the aisle, since her own father had passed away from a broken heart after losing her mother to cancer years ago. It was tragic, but very romantic.Kellen smiled and walked through the side door leading into the church, and I followed, taking my place at the altar. Kellen sat beside Crissy, who snuggled into his side. I smiled, glad to see that Kellen had finally found someone. Looking out over the rest of the church, it was filled with our family and friends who had flown here to be with us.The Wedding March started and I adjusted the vest under my tuxedo one last time, more out of habit. I took a deep breath and waited for my bride as I clasped my hands in front of me. This was it; the moment