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
Ashton didn’t leave his room. Time had passed slowly, measured only by the light that shifted from the gap in his curtains and the soft knocks that came, again and again, at his door. “At least eat something,” his mother begged through the wooden door every morning. “Just a little. Please.” He la
Liz sat beside the bed, the book resting lightly in her hands. Gwen lay against the pillows, eyes half-lidded but peaceful. She looked smaller like this. Fragile in a way Liz didn’t remember her ever being. The blankets were pulled up to her chest, her hands folded neatly over them. Liz read too s
Liz's POV “I don’t think he did it.” The words slipped out before I could stop them. I clasped my hands together in my lap, nails digging into my skin as if pain might keep me steady. My words felt like a dull excuse even to my own ears. Ashton scoffed. He looked at me like he thought I was somet
With everything happening—everything—I was gaining weight? Guilt crept in. What an Embarrassment. People were dying out there. Humans were starving. And here I was, well-fed and soft. The fought made me hate myself. I tugged at the fabric and glared at my own reflection in the mirror. “ Traitor “







