LOGIN"Why do you always look at me like that?" she whispered. "Because you're unlike anyone I've ever known," Damien replied, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. "Your presence is like a thorn in my side." Eira scoffed. “You're nothing but trouble, Damien. A brooding vampire with an ego the size of a castle. But you need me. Without me, you’ll be dead.” “I hate that," he admitted. She smirked. "Hate that you need me? So, what is it, Damien? A weakness you'd rather keep in the shadows?" Damien leaned in, his face dangerously close to hers, his gaze dropping to her lips. Eira's breath caught, her shock palpable. "I might need you, Eira, but I don’t want you," he said, his eyes betraying a desire he refused to acknowledge. "Remember that." With that, he turned and walked away, leaving her standing there, her thoughts in turmoil and her lips tingling with the ghost of an almost-kiss. *** The Silverstone Pack is out for blood, determined to avenge their alpha's brutal murder. All eyes are on Damien, the prime suspect, who now lives in the shadows, focused on survival. His only goal is to stay one step ahead and keep himself well-fed. But everything changes when he encounters a girl who is mysteriously immune to his powers. In her, he finds a glimmer of hope he thought long lost. Eira, heartbroken from a recent breakup, unexpectedly crosses paths with Damien. Her confrontation with him quickly turns into a nightmare when she is taken captive. Damien, desperate and cornered, offers her a chilling deal: help him save himself, or face unimaginable suffering. With little choice, Eira agrees, setting off a chain of events that will forever change the course of her life.
View More[JOSH]Even ten days after the massacre at the Black Hall, not a single soul involved that day could stop thinking about how all of it could've been prevented if only a few trustful, true words had been exchanged. The effect was seen on each one. Many lost their lives and many others people who they cared about. The signs of recovery however were blooming all around. People were forgiven for their bad deeds out of the kindness of the hearts of those who had been at the suffering end. Surprising to Josh, Eira had been strangely calm about having Raven in the mansion. The latter refused to return to the Black Hall and although she denied it, the warlock knew, deep inside she was mourning for Alexander. Nate—another surprise to him—had been chosen to represent the vampires in the supernatural coucil. The bloodsuckers had been oddly agreeable and united about peace—again another surprise for the warlock."Are you giving up already?" Josh asked when he saw Eira lazily throw the herbs in
[JOSHUA]They did it together. Raven began muttering the spell as her hand came in contact with the talisman. The witches at the door didn’t even see it coming and before they knew it, the power of the
[EIRA]Somewhere along her way, Hela found her and did not miss the chance to pounce over the witch, pinning her to the cold, hard floor underneath. As the claws on her fingers dug into the skin of her shoulder, Eira screamed but also, the very next moment, she snapped her fingers, twisting Hela&rsq
[JOSHUA]The only way was to escape. They could neither not stop the hoard of vampires nor the werewolves. There were too many of them. And the witches had his mind in a knot. How could he somehow get rid of them? They were only astral projecting. No spell could throw them off.
Damien never realised when his body slipped into a slumber. Even as a vampire, there was only so much exhaustion his body could hold on. One minute he was talking to Nate and the next, he was dreaming. He had kept himself awake the previous night just to make sure the witch wouldn't attempt to flee.
For Josh, it was a relief to be back.While away, his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Eira. He had returned to see her in one piece and was glad. He trusted Nate enough to leave her under his supervision, but the tiny moments when he felt reasonably doubtful left his heart thrumming loudly. Nat
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" A harsh voice struck her ears just as all the whispers died down in an instant. She blinked her eyes open that had closed a while ago and saw Damien's angry face looking down at her.With confusion lingering in her mind, she looked into his piercing hazel ey
The candles burning placed on shelves around them provided enough warmth against the cold emanated by the black stone walls in contact with the ground's wet soil. The scent wafting from them tickled her nostrils pleasantly. In the meagre light, Josh's copper skin and dark brown eyes glowed alike."Ho


















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