LOGINIt 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
Liz was awake early, not like she had slept properly the previous night. There was a lot to think about. She was in an entirely new space, and she didn’t know whether to be comfortable or not. She was with Damien, or in Damien’s house at least, only he wasn’t here. How absurd of him to insist on her
He was inside her, after what felt like forever. And and at that moment, Liz couldn't remember a single thing wrong with the world. Not with gos stimulated she was. Liz's eyes squeezed shut, her mouth falling open to release a soft, trembling cry. "Oh... God," she moaned, barely able to form word
It felt like months, but it had only been days. She’d been separated from Damien for that long.Liz stood at the entrance of his manor, her hands clenched at her sides as she took it in. It was beautiful—there was no denying that. Tall ceilings, polished floors, furniture that looked like it had nev
The mansion rose before him, all iron gates and cold stone, perched on a hill that overlooked a city too clean to be real. Ashton stood at the edge of the driveway, hands buried deep in his jacket pockets, staring at the place he had once called home. How the fuck did it come to this? He hadn’t p







