All Chapters of Immortal Cravings: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I had forgotten to grab underwear.In my haste to get away from Rhayden, and to wash the scent of his brother off me, to keep him happy I had managed to forget one of the most vital pieces of clothing. Something which would, in my mind, protect me from the creature I travelled with.Padding through the house, I kept my eye out for the vampire. I did not want him to know I was panty-less. I'd seen the way he looked at me, when I was fully clothed. Going to my bag, I rummaged through it, trying to keep my long night-shirt covering my backside. “Where the fuck are they?”I had packed at least three pairs and they all seemed to be missing...“Looking for these?”My stomach contracted as I turned. Rhayden was leaning against the doorjamb, one of my lace thongs hooked over his index finger, the other two pairs of panties, gripped in his hand. I blinked and stared at him. “Did you seriously go through my bag?”His grin widened. “Just wanted to see what kind of underwear you preferred. Wou

“Fucking cock sucking asshole!” I paced the courtyard, resisting the urge to kick Rhayden’s car as I walked past it.Fuck kicking it, I would take to it with a baseball bat if I had a chance.“Fucking prick.”It was supposed to be a kiss. Instead, the vampire had eaten me out in what I could only describe as one of the best fucking experiences of my life.My voice was coarse from yelling at the rising sun for the last hour, while Rhayden was deep within the bowels of the safe house, knocked out cold, in hibernate. All I wanted to do was go in there, drag his sorry ass outside and dance a jig while he burned in the sun.Sighing, I twisted and sank to the pavement, my legs folded underneath me. My head went to my hands, tears threatening to break through and drown me. Why was this happening to me? Surely, I could have found the killer and dealt with them on my own.I should not have been teamed up with the one vampire I could not resist. I wanted to call Abe and confess to what had hap

A phone rang shrilly in the library, and I blinked, turning to the delegates who were being introduced by Tony. I looked back at the library doors, before turning back to my guests. These were the heads of other covens, there was important things to be discussed... but that phone kept ringing, and I developed a sinking feeling in my stomach. Being as polite as possible, I bowed to the other leaders, “I’m sorry, if you’d excuse me for one moment…”I walked into the library and closed the doors. Usually, when entertaining such important guests, I’d let a phone ring out or I’d allow someone else to answer it, but it was my cell. Only two people had the number and they only called it in an emergency.I picked up the device, seeing Marley’s name flash across the screen and held it to my ear. “Marley?”“Abe!” There was fright in her voice, and I sank to my chair, my stomach rebelling against the pack of blood I’d consumed half an hour earlier; because while the human's blood could sate me

Marley was behind me, her heartbeat almost lost in the sound of howling, as the team of hunters sent to rescue us, slaughtered the lycan outside. Her scent still lingered though. Able to break through the smell of fur and blood and it did nothing to calm the animal in me. I would protect Marley with my life, and not just because of what we had done the night before, but because if my brother lost her...My other concern... how the fuck did a pack of lycan find us.My senses heightened, I sought out Vince and his team; a group of seven of Absinthe’s best and deadliest hunters. From the commotion which lifted to my ears, they were still in the courtyard, not having gained access to the safehouse. I just hoped the Lycan had not breached the house either; if they had, I didn't know how Marley and I would go, fending them off.We moved as one, Marley's shotgun trained just over my shoulder, the muzzle next to my ear; if she let it off, I’d be deaf for a week.We came to the corner of the

I felt Marley lose consciousness. Her body sagged under my touch and her scream died in her throat. I ignored it, dragging in mouthfuls of blood from the wound, spoiled with lycan taint. I lifted myself and turned my head, spitting it to the side, before I went back for another bite. People thought being bitten by a lycan was what turned them. Sure... in the movies. It was the same principal as us. You could turn from a bite... but you also had to have their blood injected back into you. But if you got slashed... well, then you were fucked. The bacteria which sat under their nails was deadly.I had to get as much of the scum which sat under the lycan’s claws out from Marley’s skin. If I didn’t, it would continue to taint her blood, fester and would eventually kill her.Once I’d done this, there was only one thing which would save her life... and it wasn't here.The last mouthful of blood I took didn’t have the taste of lycan taint and I lifted myself, spitting the blood to the sid