Romances de Meg Lawrence

He stalked back to her and with a sure hand, grabbed the collar of her shirt, and lifted her from the ground as he growled, “You were the problem the entire time!”He pulled her closer to him; his face inches from hers. “You won’t cause us any more trouble. Not anymore.” Red eyes bore into hers. Fangs bared for all to see as they slowly came closer to her throat.Claire kicked at his groin, making him drop her to the ground. She hit the hard surface and cringed at the pain in her limbs. She looked up in time to see Zach rush towards her. Using her staff to anchor herself, she dodged a blow and pushed herself between his outstretched legs. Once she was behind him, she swung her leg out to kick him behind his knees. Zach fell to the floor, and Claire seized the opportunity. With a loud ‘crack’, her staff landed a blow to his back, knocking him down even further. She jumped onto his back and placed her staff below his chin, the pressure causing his head to rear back. She could feel the

Zach and another vampire, who Claire recognized as Sloane’s second-in-command, battled Jack and Marian. They were a tornado of bodies punching, kicking, and biting one another. The cries of pain mixed with the triumphant shouts echoed when someone hit their mark.Heavy breathing came from behind Clair. “Is that Malachy?” Quinn asked, confused.Claire quickly looked to her right and saw the man she loved punching Sloane right in the gut, making the creepy vampire double over in pain. Without missing a beat, Mal glanced up. His crimson eyes found hers instantly, and her sob clogged in her throat at the sight.“Get them OUT OF HERE!” Mal pointed at the back of the boat, shot Sean a glare, then focused back on Claire. His eyes silently pleading her to go, which she nodded in agreement. Sean grabbed her hand and pulled her away. They made it to the rail when Sean set Quinn down, then glanced below. A smile plastered itself on his face. “Hey, Fishsticks! How’s the water?”Confused, Claire

Quinn’s eyes widened in panic as she looked at everyone frozen in their spots. “What. Was. That?”Stillness took over the small party. Then another tremor, this time larger, shook them. The table vibrated and scooted across the floor. Dishes scattered over the floor, clashing and breaking as soon as they crashed downward. The chandelier lights clinked above them as the ground shook below their feet again, but this time a loud, thunderous bang accompanied it.Quinn ducked under the table as the yacht swayed even more from the violent shocks. Claire gripped the edges of the table to steady herself, but looked up just in time to witness the chandelier come loose and crash onto the surface of the table. Zach quickly rushed to Quinn’s side and pulled her away from the table as it collapsed to the ground.Glass shards erupted everywhere.Zach shielded Quinn while, surprisingly, Sloane covered Claire from the fragments. A few vampires filed into the room as Sloane bellowed, “Find whatever is

With an ear pointed down the hall, Claire listened intently for any more noises. There. Another small cry from the door on her right. Claire didn’t hesitate as she stormed through the door, opening it to find a sleeping Quinn lying on a similar bed to the one Claire woke up on. She quickly rushed to her side, kneeled on the floor, and gently brushed the hair from Quinn’s face. “I need you to wake up, Quinn. Can you do that for me?” Quinn’s eyebrows knitted together as she groaned. She slowly opened her groggy eyes to stare blankly at Claire. “Claire?” she croaked out. “What the fuck happened? Where are we?” panic in her eyes, she glanced around the room then looked directly at Claire.“I don’t know where exactly, but we are getting out of here. Can you sit up?” She urged her friend further up the bed, noticing she wasn’t handcuffed. Claire put her hands under Quinn’s arms, lifting her to a seated position. With a heavy breath, Quinn sat up and placed fingers to her eyes.“What’s go

The steady rocking and swaying of her head slowly woke Claire from her slumber. Pressure behind her eyes made her feel like her skull was split into dozens of pieces.She raised her hand to wipe her face, but the cool metal on her wrist stopped it midair. Her eyes snapped open at the sound of the clink of metal on metal. “What the fuck?” she mumbled to herself.She glanced around the small room and found herself on a very comfortable bed, but this wasn’t her bed, or Mal’s, or any bed she recognized.She searched for anything that could tell her where and why she was there. Two doors and one small circular window were the only means of escape she could see, but she couldn’t get herself to any of them handcuffed to this bed.With a few steady breaths, she tried to calm herself, but the swaying of the room was a distraction, and she couldn’t focus. “Boat,” she muttered to herself.“I could tell that you were a smart girl.”Claire didn’t realize she had spoken out loud until the chilling

The children filed out onto the stage as the lights dimmed to almost complete darkness.“Shhh. To your spots, guys.” Claire ushered the last of them out for the grand finale. Her fingers steepled together in front of her lips to calm her racing nerves. This was it for the kids. After this performance, the donors would know their donations were being put to good use for the kids and their musical talents. And the kids get their chance to showcase their natural talents and gain attention for future endeavors. For some of the older kids, this will be the last time they perform on a stage.This had to go right.The lights brightened on the stage, and she took her place at the piano on the stage left. She mouthed, “Ready?” to the kids, who gave her a slight nod. The first few notes of Rent’s “Season of Love” flew from Claire’s fingers, and the kids killed it. She let out a sigh of relief as the audience let out a roaring applause. She stood from her spot on the side stage and motioned f