로그인It wasn’t much of a fight because Asher didn’t retaliate. He only stared Silas down like he wasn’t even worth the hassle. “What the fuck do you want with my wife, asshole?” There was a large hole in the wall now. Kerry was already calculating just how much it would cost to fix it. Asher rolled his
“Patience,” Alaric said. Asher was about to say something, but a pained cry tore through the room. It had begun. Whatever pain Silas was feeling, it was so intense that he arched violently off the bed, as though invisible hands had yanked him upward. His fingers curled in on themselves, nails biti
They decided that since Silas wasn’t going to just admit that he was possessed, they would perform some sort of exorcism on him. Kerry would laugh at the whole thing if that wasn’t basically her husband being dragged into some underground dungeon. Silas watched the whole thing happen with a look of
At this point, Silas was helpless. Kerry had no choice but to believe Asher, even though she really didn’t want to. This wasn’t her husband—she knew this. She knew Silas like the back of her own palm, and this just wasn’t him. She tried to get off him, but the vampire hissed in protest. His eyes we
Her husband was still the way she had left him—with that damn stake in his chest. Honestly, she didn’t know whether having these men hovering over Silas was such a good idea anymore. Asher had assured her that his father and uncle would find a solution to her husband’s sudden… chaotic behaviour. At
The last thing Damien wanted was for this to happen—now, of all times. Okay, maybe he hadn’t cared about Gwen finding out the truth, but he also hadn’t expected her to throw this much of a tantrum. And certainly not in front of him. His jaw tightened as he stared at the man who had just stepped out
Blood. Warm, metallic, and sweet against my tongue. It must be a vampire’s effect, because human blood shouldn’t taste like this.What had compelled me to have a taste? Was it curiosity? Or the fact that the blood came from Damien himself? Watching him tear into the flesh on his wrist and offering t
“Well then, I suppose we need to speed up our plans.”⸻* * *I was back at the park. Mostly out of fear of going home and having to confront Mom. The guilt would eat me alive. The park was far more lively today—dog owners, children, and couples taking a stroll. It was a relaxing setting; however, i
I had fought back, but alas, I was only one girl against a group of idiots. Their strikes hit home, and I was left almost completely out of it when they threw me out the door. I lay on the ground, my whole body feeling numb. In a short while, the pain would finally kick in. I needed to get home befo
Thankfully, the two weren’t in the bedroom. But with how messy Gwen’s hair was, I had no doubt they had been up to something. And that left a pit in my chest.Damien had my mother backed up against the wall. But there was nothing romantic in the gesture—not with the way she was frowning up at him. S







