All Chapters of Fang Chronicles: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Russia 1918Dressed in a Cheka black leather coat with his shoulder-length brown hair pulled back tightly with a leather band, Dmitri listened to the whispered words of assassination. Cold, numbing fear clenched his heart, causing his fingers to tighten into fists at his sides.He was proud of the position he attained and his ability to keep his vampire heritage a secret, but he felt at a disadvantage in the game of kings. It was his job to report the status of the continued imprisonment of Imperial Russia's royal family. This included the abdicated Tsar, his wife, and their children. To do that, he infiltrated the Bolshevic Secret Police, or Cheka, as they were known.The dynamics of his assignment became personal after his first look at Grand Duchess Anastasia Nicolaevna, the Tsar's youngest daughter. She was sixteen the first time Dmitri caught her delicious scent and peered into her translucent blue eyes. His instant attraction was one thing, but over the following weeks, he n

Current day...Dmitri woke from his nightmare still able to smell the light musky scent of Anastasia's skin. His wildly beating heart and sweat-covered flesh had him whipping back the thin sheet and rising from his bed. Many years ago, he'd made a tentative peace with Cheri, but at times like this, he wanted to wrap his fingers around her throat and rip her head from her body. She'd changed, he'd changed, but thoughts of Anastasia always brought his violent side to the forefront. He paced across the floor trying to control his bloodlust. He could feel tentacles of the crimson tide pressing against his consciousness."No," he yelled into the room. He knew opening the door to his violent past meant death for those around him. With slow, steady breaths, he finally managed to gain control, but it left him with a raging headache."Your guests have arrived." The Kodiak's grumbling voice thrummed loudly into Dmitri's mind.That damn bear didn't have a subtle bone in his body and had no

Zenya sighed; she was incredibly tired and longed for a soft bed. The three cabins rested approximately twenty feet apart. They had no right to be fussy, but they'd lived as a single unit since the clan formed and she would miss the closeness."Are you okay?" Nicolas circled her shoulder, moving her hair from her neck so he could rub the arch of her collarbone with his thumb."Yes, thank you. I want to settle in and rest." She wearily gave a low groan of approval at his touch.He nuzzled the hair above her ear. "We'll be safe here. No harm will come to the children.""Woman, do you wish your child back?" The Kodiak's surly voice startled her.Zenya looked at the large man gently holding her son. She sighed. "If I must." She smiled, twisting from Nicolas's arms to take Ivan the Terrible from The Kodiak. The other two cubs in their pack were mild mannered and sweet. Jaime Ivan terrorized them constantly. The only two who seemed to hold their own against him were the much older twins

Talya's arm stretched above her head and Dmitri immediately felt pity for the loss of her other limb. Vorlyk had not mentioned the maiming."You may come closer, vampire. I know it's rude of me to enter your home unannounced, but I'd rather get our first union out of the way." Her body undulated with feline grace.She didn't talk or look like a child, but all Dmitri felt was revulsion. To be sexually used to the point she had no self-respect was heartbreaking. At least it would be if Dmitri had a heart. He knew there was no gentle way to deal with her, so he was brutally honest."I do not bed children. I know of your history, but that doesn't excuse your behavior. You will leave this house immediately and only return if accompanied by an adult."She actually gave a low, throaty, very adult laugh. "Make me."Dmitri flashed from the room to the porch of the cabin holding Nicolas and Zenya. Esta opened the door after his knock and then stood back so the vampire could enter and avoid

Nikka's jumbled thoughts had her ignoring the rumbling growls behind her when she fled the gym. Her cat had taken notice of the vampire that morning, causing a sensual longing she'd never felt before. Nikka tried unsuccessfully throughout the day to get his image and scent from her mind. She'd heard only his voice the night they arrived, but even then, something in the timbre sang across her nerve endings. She'd kept her head down, hoping to calm the uneasiness the deep resonance caused.Nikka's biggest insecurity was her inability to speak outside of shared mind communication with her clan. Without one of her clan mates present, she couldn't engage in conversation. This put her at a disadvantage when it came to other clans. Just when she'd begun to appreciate her growing strength and feel confident in her abilities, they left the southwest territory and traveled to the Colorado Mountains. Entering bear territory frazzled her nerves completely.Usually, she managed to control her fea