Mag-log inDamien said nothing. Elizabeth didn’t push him further. There was still time to enjoy the show. No rush. ⸻ Damien’s tongue dragged slowly along the curve of her neck, gathering the thin, bright line of blood on her skin. Liz shuddered, her hips rolling as she pressed up hard into him. Her hand s
The room had been shrouded in silence for a long time. Kerry glanced between the two people once in a while. Both stared at each other without saying much. This was supposed to be an interrogation, yet it seemed more like an awkward first date. ‘This Damien is truly something else,’ the Nephilim t
Liz looked around the place curiously. Just then, she heard footsteps coming from the bedroom. The Vampire who had occupied her thoughts for a long time made an appearance. Damien was dressed in a white shirt and loose pants. His hair was a bit damp, clearly indicating that he had just come out of
It was all very strange. Liz replayed the encounter multiple times in her head, and it still didn’t make any sense. She already had so many questions. Why did Damien look so different? How come he had ignored her? Did he even recognize her? That’s right. The look of confusion on his face when she
A beautiful woman walked beside him. Liz blinked. Then she leaned closer to the glass. No. No, that couldn’t be! Her eyes widened as she stared at the man’s face. She knew those features. She had seen them countless times before. There was absolutely no way she could mistake him for someone els
“Take her.” He made a gesture, and the two men behind him stepped forward. Liz tried to struggle against their grasp, but it was no use. They easily overpowered her. From their pale faces and superhuman strength, it was easy to categorize them as vampires. Not only were their clothes strange, even
In the Shower, Steam curled around Damien, water sliding down the hard lines of his shoulders. He barely felt the heat; his mind was far away—stuck on the memory he’d been trying and failing to drown.The scene from earlier played in his mind, he couldn't think of anything else.Damien shut his eyes
Elizabeth was taken backstage and rough-handled by the Madame as she forced her to change outfits. She felt like a toy, her clothes being swapped out to satisfy the desires of others. She now wore a simple backless dress that felt more like a maid’s uniform. It barely passed her thighs, once again l
A few weeks back, he would have never imagined himself growing affections for Liz. He had thought she was rather dense the first time Aaron brought her home. Finding out she was having an affair with a vampire lord had further aggravated him. She was no different than the rogue hunters who sided wit
Liz had a gun aimed at her head. “Behave, princess.”She had only tried to reach for Ashton—maybe hold him one last time and make sure he wouldn’t bleed to death. “I will, just let me… let me wrap up his wounds first. He’s bleeding.”“That’s none of my concern,” the woman scoffed. Her gaze was icy a







