INICIAR SESIÓNIt 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
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
The first flick of his tongue had me aching with the sudden urge to have him deeper. I buried my hands in his hair after a brief hesitation. Would he mind me holding him like this? Was I being too loud? Did he like how I tasted?It was an odd thing—to be this self-conscious while getting head from a
“Liz, I need to talk to you.”“You should be glad you’re not talking to the police right now!” The audacity she had to show up in front of me after what she did.“Please.” Daisy had tears in her eyes, and they ran down her cheeks freely as she tried to get the words out. She was trembling. “I need y
The better idea would be to get him to fall for me instead, dump Mom for me, and then I’d ditch him. Problem solved. My toxic trait actually believed I could pull that off.“Hey, Mom.”“Damien’s coming over tonight—hope you won’t mind?”“Why would I mind?”Mom gave me a funny look. “I thought you bo







