Who's brave enough to tame Caryllix and put a leash around his neck? No one. Not the ones who aren't Heidi. Whatever dares to cross Hunter White’s drawn line, marks the beginning of their end. He’s obsessive and ruthless, enslaved by the shadows of his mind. Heidi happens to be the one person often too quick to defy him. After all, what fear does she have left when she has been forced to live a miserable life, dealt with cruelty by the ones who were once her family? When Hunter vows to protect her, he doesn’t exactly say from what. Because, the way Heidi sees it, she only needs protection from him, especially after he ate his own heart and laid corpses at her feet. As several events unfold—the struggle to, or not to, unlock the Kalviyre Lock; a vengeful soul bound to run loose; and the lethal, black-eyed demon; Caryllix, released from its shell—Heidi discovers a part of herself she didn’t know exists, a side that not only makes her dangerous but her existence too. It then dawns on her that she may be even more deadly than Hunter. Does Heidi manage to conquer her darkness? And what happens when there are greater forces at play? A creature of times past, captive of its own, seeking revenge on Heidi for a deed she knows nothing of? Will Hunter fulfill his vow to keep her safe and stand by her side? Or will it be the overprotective Zavere who'd do anything, even… die for her?
View More“The approval rating for White Group is plummeting. The company is on the verge of collapsing. Something has to be done before that happens.”Silence. Hunter twirls a pen between his fingers.“Mr. White?”More silence. He has his mind on the brief session with Heidi hours ago—when he finally got to hold her in his arms after months of waiting.He drew close to her, inch by inch, anticipating the moment when his lips would meet hers. How he wanted to take her right there and then, but the girl was fragile; too weak to handle his lust.He ended up putting her to sleep before flying back with her to Alloy City.“Mr. White.”Hunter’s eyes flicker to the Lawyer sitting across from him. The latter, looking dapper, narrows his eyes at him.“What were you saying?” Hunter mutters.“I just explained how you might go bankrupt at this very minute.”Hunter’s brows crease, then perk up as he registers the Lawyer’s words.The man places a tablet device on the desk and slides it to his side.Scanning
Zavere turns away from Heidi. “You should wash up,” he mutters as he heads to the elevator. “I’ll go get you food. You had nothing to eat last night.”He presses his thumb on the fingerprint device and waits for it to open. When it does and he’s about to step in, Heidi’s voice brings him to a halt.“Wait!” She quickly wipes her tears and clears her throat. “Can I have whatever I want?”Zavere nods.“Then I’d like spaghetti with sesame oil, and I love to take alcohol after every meal.”“You’re injured. You don’t need that.”“Please.”Zavere proceeds out of the room and immediately, Heidi approaches the glass windows, slides them open, and steps out to the balcony.She leans on the handrail before looking down to see how far from the ground she is. Then her hands wrap around the steel rail, tightening. Hunter, the arsehole!Does he really plan to keep her captive here? And for what purpose?“Fuck you, Hunter,” she mutters, followed by a scream into the cold night. “Fuck you!”She storms
Zavere is remarkably tender with his actions, occasionally glancing at Heidi’s countenance to check if she shows any signs of discomfort.“It’s how I have this mark across my eye,” he says while adding ointment to the injuries. “Actually, it’s more than just being twins. We’re bonded for life.”Heidi huffs in disbelief. Is the man telling some child tale to distract her from the wounds’ pain? If only he knows she doesn’t feel a thing.He notices her reaction. “I swear. I’m not making this up. If Hunter dies, I die too.”“Okay, now you’re making it up.”Zavere chuckles, and Heidi does too.“I said I’m not.” He starts rolling a gauze around her hands. “Do you think we twinned our right eyes, too?”Heidi’s chuckle dies out in an instant. “I think you both share that dangerously calm aura,” she says almost snappily, causing Zavere to glance up at her. He can sense the animosity leaking from her tone and can’t tell if it’s for Hunter or them both.As he finishes wrapping up the hands nicely
Heidi winces, her face twisting in agony as she sits up on the bed.She screams, her legs bent and arms stretched in front of her.The painful sensation pulsing beneath her skin is unbearable, her palms and knees burning as if greeted by fire.And the more she screams, the more each pulse sends sharp stings through her bones with an intensity that threatens to tear her limbs inside and out. Even breathing feels like torture.Zavere, hearing the screams, barges into the room and sits beside her on the bed. His hand gently wraps her wrist while the other rests softly on her leg—a touch meant to snap her out of her turmoil.“Hey, hey! Look at me,” he murmurs in a low and soothing voice. Then he leans closer and locks his eyes onto her teary ones. But the girl—screaming, freaking out, her vision blurred with tears—stares ahead of her without registering Zavere’s presence.In a swift motion, the man tenderly holds her chin and turns her face toward him. “Hey, look into my eyes,” he urges; h
Who would believe her if she told them what she saw? That a man single-handedly slaughtered so many at a time, including trained bodyguards.That he dug their hearts out, then incinerated the mansion to hide the evidence.It makes no sense.Heidi begins to regret coming to the station. She would have made it far from Hunter’s reach if she had thought to run instead.The man in question remains in her line of sight, only now he flexes a triumphant smirk at her.What in God’s name is he?The devil?A grim reaper?Heidi suddenly pushes up from her chair and makes for the door.“Miss Heidi, we’re not done,” The officer calls after her. But she simply throws a dismissive wave and disappears into the corridor.Her hurried paces echo through the walls as she glances nervously over her shoulder, conscious of being followed.When the pressure overwhelms her and unease seizes her chest, Heidi breaks into a run.She doesn’t look back. And doesn’t stop until she reaches the stair flight.There, s
The officer gestures for them to step forward while the others hold back the crowd that attempts to follow suit.Once Heidi has escaped the chaos outside, she lets out a deep, shaky breath as Luivanne guards her to a bench and, seeing her pale and shaken, quickly fetches a bottle of water. She snatches the bottle and devours its contents with a few gulps before trying to catch her breath.“Are you okay?” Luivanne asks when he leans down to receive the empty bottle from her but gets no reaction from the girl.Instead, her gaze roams the hall.She notices rows of tables cluttered with paper files, officers sitting behind each with serious expressions mingled with exhaustion.One officer glances up from his work. Recognizing Heidi, he rises from his chair and walks over with an outstretched hand.“Miss Heidi White, right?” he asks as his stoic face cracks with a smile.Heidi’s gaze hardens instantly.She doesn’t like it when someone adds ‘White’ to her name, as that alone is enough to ma
Slowly, Magen steps back, her wrinkled, frail hands clutching at the edges of her apron. Hunter cracks his neck before his eyes begin to gleam with the predatory instinct of a being who has toyed with death way too much. A smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he walks into the living area, approaching Magen, each footfall on the creaking wooden floor sounding like a death knell to the old lady. Now, she understands why the poor girl was so traumatized, why she continued ranting about a threat that could reach even the depths of the earth. How did she not realize it sooner? That this man, this Hunter, is the very danger the girl spoke of, the shadow lurking in the forest. “You said you were FBI,” Magen manages to choke out, and Hunter clicks his tongue. “How naïve.” He huffs. “This is the twenty-first century, granny. People lie.” With her aged heart pounding behind her ribs, Magen, even despite her sore bones, bolts to the kitchen. She gropes for anything that could serve a
The explosion reduced the Whites' once deluxe mansion to a dwelling of ashes and crumbling debris. Hunter steps into the wreckage, remnants crunching beneath his boots, chalk outlines on the floor marking spots where the bodies—now removed—once lay. He pauses in the center of the blackened hall and looks around, noting how much the fire ravaged the building to the point of nearly bringing it to the ground. Everything that once furnished the hall—chairs, tables, and many others—is gone, likely burnt beyond recognition and taken away for speculation. Hunter assumes the same fate befalls every property in all the rooms in the mansion. Meanwhile, Zavere; ever so casual, makes his way to the mansion’s main entrance and rings the bell. When the sound doesn’t come after a few tries, he goes to the hall and meets Hunter crouched down while using his index finger to wipe a spot on the soot-covered floor. “No one let me in, how rude!” Zavere grumbles as he crosses the threshold, his face
“Heidi, dear. Are you quite alright?” Magen’s voice is soft and laced with concern as she approaches the younger woman, following her gaze to the forest.Yet, all she sees are the starved trees with their stretched branches shaped as skeletons of emptiness and woe. Heidi, however, remains still while staring into the woods.“Is something there, dearest?”Heidi whimpers, her eyes filled with a dread that seems far too deep to touch. “Hunter,” she says in a whisper. “He’s standing right there, looking at me.” Magen frowns.In her eyes, there is no one in the landscape except for her, Heidi, and the animals. But in Heidi’s, Hunter stands there, dark orbs fixed on her with a wolfish grin stretching his lips. “Come on, let’s go inside.”She holds the girl's shoulders in an attempt to lead her toward the house before Heidi jerks away from her grip, finally snapping from her trance-like state. “No! I have to go!” She spins around and grabs Magen’s forearm, eyes wide and desperate. “Liste
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