LOGINEvaria. The black SUV slowed down to a smooth stop right outside the front gates of the school. The engine hummed softly beneath us. Outside, students were clustered in small groups, laughing and talking. For a second, I just sat there against the leather seat, staring out the tinted window. "Have a good day, Miss Evaria," the guard said, his voice entirely professional. I gave him a small nod, unclipped my seatbelt, and slid out of the vehicle. The cool morning breeze hit my face instantly, blowing a stray strand of hair across my eyes. Behind me, the two other guards stepped out of the front doors of the SUV, standing close enough to be noticed, but far enough not to crowd me. I adjusted my bag and took a step toward the paved walkway. "Kane!" I paused, turning my head toward the sound of the voice. It was Sienna. She was jogging across the grass toward me, her jacket unzipped, a bright smile on her face. She slid to a stop right in front of me. "Hey, good morning. How ar
Evaria I stood in the center of my bedroom, listening to the thud of the door closing after Dominic marched out. My mind was spinning. My chest heaved up and down as I pulled the unbuttoned edges of my shirt together with trembling fingers. That had never happened before. Dominic had never just backed away from me like he was terrified of touching me. The memory of his eyes flashed in my head, the way his gaze locked onto the vein in my neck, the way his breath turned hot and ragged, the way his hands shook as he shoved them into his pockets. What was that? I sat down on the edge of the mattress, staring at the floor. Was he jealous because of Ryker? Is that why he refused to go further with me? Was it because Ryker had taken me first? Did he feel like he was taking Ryker’s leftovers? I shook my head violently, trying to kick the thought away. No. Dominic wasn't like that. He wasn't the kind of person who would suddenly pull back just because his brother was here. He was arrog
Dominic.I stepped backwards. "Dominic, what is it?" she asked, holding out a hand in pure confusion.I took two fast steps back, my chest heaving, my hands shaking violently. I shoved them deep into my pockets to hide the tremor."I... we can't," I rasped out, my eyes darting everywhere except her neck. "You need to get dressed. Helen will be here very soon, and she'll need you downstairs... for breakfast," I added."No. You're not leaving like this, right?" she asked, standing up from the bed and taking a step toward me.I forced a tight, awkward curve onto my lips, taking another step backward toward the doorway."Sorry," I gritted out. "But I'll be back. I'll make it up to you, I promise.""Dominic, come back here!" she called out, her voice loud and demanding.I didn't turn around. I spun on my heel and strode out of her bedroom, pulling the door shut firmly behind me with a heavy click.I was literally sprinting as I marched down the quiet hallway, my steps thudding hard agains
Dominic Grey, misty morning light filtered softly through the thin curtains of Evaria’s bedroom.I sat on the very edge of the mattress, leaning low over her sleeping form. My right fingers were wrapped loosely around her slender wrist, my thumb resting flat over her radial artery. Underneath my skin, I could feel the frantic, warm thrum of her blood rushing through her veins.Thump. Thump. Thump.It was a sharp, steady rhythm. A hot, living pulse.But I wasn't okay. Inside my head, an ancient hunger gnawed mercilessly at my brain, making my breath come out shallow and hot. My eyes drifted away from her wrist, locking onto the soft shadow of her throat.It had become a habit. Every single night before I closed my eyes, every single morning the moment I opened them, I had to feel her blood moving. It was the only thing that kept the noise inside my head quiet. But today, the hunger inside me felt different. It was sharper. It was a dark, feral thirst that burned straight down to my bo
RykerThe sun had barely crept over the horizon when the fire under my skin dragged me out of sleep.I lay flat on my back in the center of my bed, staring up at the ceiling. My chest was heaving, every single breath feeling like I was swallowing broken glass.I didn't even need to look down to know what was happening. I could feel it. The black veins of the curse were throbbing, snaking higher up my ribs, burning with a sharp, agonizing heat that made my entire body stiffen in pain.A ragged growl escaped my throat as I rolled onto my side, clutching my chest. The pain was excruciating, worse than it had been yesterday.Dark, skeptical thoughts flooded my mind. What now?Angela was gone. But as much as I hated her for what she did to Evaria, a cold, terrifying truth settled in my gut. Without a healer, I was on a ticking clock. Was the ritual she insisted on the only actual cure, or had that been part of her deception, too? I had no choice now. I needed answers, and I needed them fas
Evaria.The door slammed against the wall with a brutal, deafening BANG!My body jolted beneath Ryker’s massive frame. He didn't pull out. He froze for a single second, his thick length locked deep inside my core, his chest heaving hard against my bare breasts.Slowly, Ryker turned his head toward the open doorway, at the same time as mine..My eyes locked on him..Dominic.He stood in the threshold.He was somehow wet with rain. dark wet semi ruffled hair few strands plastered to his forehead. . His amber eyes gleamed in the dim shadows, landing straight on the bed where Ryker was buried deep inside me."Well, well, well," Dominic purred, his voice gravelly and thick with amusement. "Look at the big boy keeping his distance."My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird. My cheeks burned with intense heat, both of shame and unfinished pleasureI clutched the sheets in my fists, my legs trembling where they were hooked wide open around Ryker’s waist.Ryker didn't back down.







