All eyes in the room swung to this new unexpected entry. He was tall, pale, huge and intimidating. Male virility oozed from his every pore. Where Grayson made me feel like making slow love, Vladimir put me in the mood for hard, sheet burning, bed breaking fvcking. I'd made a step toward him before I knew it, only mother's painful grip on my wrist stopped my momentum.
What was wrong with me?"You're here? Oh, please do come in." Mother rambled fearfully, her words barely making any sense as she pushed herself into his line of sight, effectively hiding me behind her.
"How are you here? You shouldn't be able to step foot on this property without permission." Grayson exclaimed, his eyes murderous.
Okay, who was this man that raised Grayson's hackles just by being in his presence and simultaneously elicited such fear from my mother? Could he be.... Vladimir? Wasn't he supposed to be out of the country?
"The maid let me in." He answered smoothly before t
Nails dug into my armpit as I was dragged roughly to my feet. I gazed into furious brown eyes and promptly shrunk from the anger in them. "Do you have no idea how epically you just fucked everything up?""St....stop." I stuttered out as my brain rattled from the force of his shaking.Grayson stared ar me in horror and pushed me away. I collapsed on the floor once more but this time, my shock at Grayson's rage paralysed me. I'd known Grayson majority of my life and not once have I seen him react so...... brutishly."How dare you lay your hands on my daughter?" Mum thundered."I don't know Mrs Braille, I thought if I shook her, she might regain some of her senses." He stated bitterly.Anna ran over and helped me back to my feet. Why is he so....angry? No, that word didn't qualify. Grayson was livid, his rage barely contained and God help me, I couldn't begin to comprehend why."What I'm I doing here Josie?" Grayson asked in a more controlled t
(Author's Note; The story is written in primarily Josie's point of view, but from time to time, we will see things from Grayson's and Vladimir's point of view. This is because a lot more things are in play here, most of which Josie is unaware of at this stage, but it's important that you my dear reader are aware of them so you can understand the book.) Grayson's POV Stupid. Egoistical, nosy and oh so fucking stupid. I kicked at a daffodil and I watched it snap back into place, only serving to irritate me further.I stepped into the lush garden and stepped on the flower, but still, it wouldn't stay down. I proceeded to stomp the living daylights out of that stupid, bright, flashy thing.I wanted to shake that girl's stupidity loose. Stay out of this. That was all I fucking asked. For her to stay out of the issue until I resolved it in a few days.Did she listen? Nooo. Not the mighty, smart, can d
Grayson POVTechno lights flashed across gyrating bodies as the speakers blared an upbeat tune. I waded through fun seekers having a good time, getting every inch of me groped by beautiful men and women alike. If it were any other day, I would have taken one of the eager beauties up on her offer, but no amount of f*cking was going to erase this tension. Not when the ticking bomb only ticked faster. Besides, there was a strong chance I wouldn't live beyond the next hour once I confessed how much I just fucked up my mission. I found him sitting with his back to the dancefloor. Stravos was wearing a plaid shirt and what appeared to be black slacks, looking like the poster child for serenity even though I knew he was feeling anything but. He might appear to be unaware of his surroundings but I knew for a fact that not a single movement went unnoticed by him. It was a trait I used to envy, until I knew how he came by it. He looked old, tired, and out
Grayson's POV (Continued)"That's not important right now. It's our existence which you're risking that you should be focusing on." He began."I didn't ruin anything!" I spluttered."What was your one purpose? The one reason why you are always around the Brailles? Hmm?" He raised bushy eyebrows at me and managed to frown with his eyes.My anger snuffed out of me like a candle in the wind. "To protect them" I replied in a monotone."Wrong. You were sent there specifically to protect Josie. No one else. But what did you do when you got there? You forgot your duty that's what.""It's not that...." I announced weakly."I might be old but I ain't stupid. I already told you a sure fire way to rein in the girl but you refused." He admonished."Rein? No one alive can control that little imp. I'm certain the only reason none of her stupid decisions have ended her life is pure luck and nothing else.""But if she was
Grayson's POV (continued) "But in any case, I need him out of there. We need to prove Vladimir took him, and once we do that, thus proving that he has violated the rules then we can end him, once and for all." And we all can finally stop sleeping with one eye close. Stravos chuckled without mirth. "You make a mistake child, even if we were to prove that Vladimir took Arthur Braille, we can only place more restrictions on him, imprisoning him within a certain place, probably this country. Or kill his coven members in a fight. And if we are extremely lucky, wound him but not one hunter... No, not the entire hunter's guild can kill the vampire king." I stared at him disbelievingly. Surely, that's not possible. "He's just one vampire, oldest there is, but still just another vampire." His smile was full of teeth. "It seems you failed to pay attention during your history lesson. Vladimir is just over four hundred years old,
AUTHOR'S NOTE; *WARNING* This chapter references m/m relationship. VLADIMIR'S POV I watched the pink hue of the sun peeking out of the horizon with a small smile on my face. Three hundred years ago, and I would have been sizzling just from seeing the sun rising. By the time it rose high into the sky, I would have been burnt into a crisp, nothing but ashes would remain to signify that I was once a living being. Well, if you want to be technical, I was undead and the rays of the sun would have made me completely dead.There was a time I watched the sun rise. It was my favorite time of the year. Not mine,was his. And whatever he liked, I liked. FlashBackJune, 1724. Somewhere in Durbent. "Watching the sunrise is such an awe inspiring thing isn't it?" He drawled, reclining further against the headboard. "Yes. Truly awe inspiring." I replied in wonder as I stared besottedly at his half naked body. "Exquisite." I concluded, smiling at the wonder on his face. I didn't find the rise an
VLADIMIR'S POV Present Day.California 2024. "Sire?" Why would Sven call me sire? He always like to pretend that that aspect of me didn't exist. That I was just a regular being... "Sire?" The voice called urgently. I whirled around, ready to unleash hell at the soft voice intruding my time with my beloved but instead, I found Lilya shrinking back from me. I snarled at her, utterly furious that her presence has snatched away my memories of him. It's been a long time since I heard his voice so clearly. But now, this stupid fool has just chased him away. "What do you want?" I growled and fisted her hair in my hands. I continued pulling until I felt her hair strands peel off from her scalp and she whimpered. I pushed her away from me, doing my best to calm myself More than anything, I hate the fact that I never heard her come in. When did I become so weak as to be lost in my thoughts for so long that I didn't hear her?I turned away and tried to bask in the luxury of once again bei
Vladimir's POVBeing born a vampire afforded me many advantages over your everyday vampire. I didn't have an insane aversion to the sun, I moved faster than the speed of light, I could live for all eternity and oh, my sense of smell was a hundred times better than a human’s. But there were times just like this when those abilities were more a curse than blessing. I wasn’t even in the room yet and the stench of terror and fetid piss was already clogging up my nostrils. So much so it was hard not to make my eyes water. I pressed my hand against the fingerprint scanner and waited for the flash of green that let me through. When the flash and beep sounded, I turned the heavy silver ornamental handle counterclockwise. I made three rounds before heavy mechanical dings rang throughout the basement.