LOGINThe realization made her grin. Her sweet man. All flustered by his own emotions. It was hard to believe this was the same Vampire who'd lived for centuries. ” I love you too, daddy “ ” Can you...not?” ” Ah? But you are my daddy, aren't you? I've just been...so stressed lately “ She pouted, then
Liz thought getting Damien out of the house would make him loosen up. She had a feeling his brother was behind his bad moods. Well, it's not like he'd been a cheerful person before, but he also was never this sulky. ” You want some?” She slowed down at a stall that sold caramel apples. They looked
“No shit.” Like that wasn’t fucking obvious. “What do you want?” “I want to talk.” His voice softened, but that wasn’t nearly enough to make Via let her guard down. No, her mind was already made up. They simply couldn’t work. Once they located that fucking witch, she would leave. “There’s nothing
“ You think I can ever stop loving you?” The words themselves were meant to bring Kerry some comfort. But the way Silas said them made it seem like it was something he had to settle with. The fact that he couldn't stop loving her. Was it an inconvenience to him? Was that what she was now? ” I don'
“You don’t have a heart,” she said. No apology. Just more salt to an already painful wound. Silas stared at her wordlessly, jaw clenched and eyes eerily empty. He turned and left, saying nothing in response. Kerry lay back down on the bed, staring absently at the wall. I’m terrible. Had she a
“Can’t sleep?” She shook her head. Silas placed a soft kiss on her lips. His fingers trailed over the marks he had left behind on her skin. The red bruises would heal eventually, but until they did, he couldn’t stop looking at them. And something intensely possessive keened at the sight, viewing t
Everything she owned. A slow chill crept down her spine. Did Damien… raid her room? After this sad excuse of an apocalypse? She pushed the thought away, uneasy. Then she noticed something else. The placement of the furniture in. The large K-pop poster she had over her bed, which she had barely noti
Liz sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clenched in her lap, the morning light pouring through the curtains and turning everything golden. But inside her chest? Everything felt heavy, aching, slow. Her limbs were weak, her vision occasionally blurred, and her head throbbed with a dull, stubborn pa
Liz was tired, and Phoenix was the very last person she wanted to talk to. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t blame him. He was the one who had purchased her with money, brought her here even though he had a fiancée.When thinking about the fierce woman that had confronted her earlier that day, s
When Lord Baylon learned of what had happened, he k ew it would be a matter of time before Damien showed up. Phoenix wouldn't tell him anything. He had been waiting at the entrance ever since he got the report. The moment Damien stormed past the car, Baylon’s face twisted with shame—his estate, his







