로그인“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
“I don’t give a fuck what you think,” he said, his eyes locking onto Gwen’s. “You can pack your things and get the hell out for all I care. But you’re not taking her with you. You can go alone.” Damien’s nonchalant words only angered Gwen more. Even after everything, he was still so shameless. “Ar
Liz stared at her, disbelief giving way to anger. “Nothing?” “Edmund is a sweetheart.” Liz shrugged her mother’s hand off, her face twisting in disgust. “You’ve met him?” Gwen hesitated. “Well… I’ve only met Damien’s son once or twice.” Once or twice was far too many times. Liz turned back to Da
Their house had a path that led to the woods. Tall trees with branches stretched so thick they blocked out the sun. Silas wasn’t a real fan of the sun, so most days he came here to think or to ease his mind. Kerry avoided this place like it was hell itself. It reminded her too much of the Elton Fore
It was a struggle falling asleep, even with the pain meds. But she did manage. Somewhere around the late hours of the morning, however, she was awakened to cold fingers against her cheeks. “Damien?” “Hm. I didn’t mean to wake you.” He wasn’t in a suit, that was an odd sight. Though she guessed no
A kiss. That was all it took to soften her. Liz didn’t understand how something so simple could leave her feeling unsteady long after it ended. Damien’s touch lingered in her thoughts. He left warmth on her skin with every contact. Ironically, Damien was cold to touch. Vampire and warmth didn’t eve