LOGINDamien said nothing. Elizabeth didn’t push him further. There was still time to enjoy the show. No rush. ⸻ Damien’s tongue dragged slowly along the curve of her neck, gathering the thin, bright line of blood on her skin. Liz shuddered, her hips rolling as she pressed up hard into him. Her hand s
The room had been shrouded in silence for a long time. Kerry glanced between the two people once in a while. Both stared at each other without saying much. This was supposed to be an interrogation, yet it seemed more like an awkward first date. ‘This Damien is truly something else,’ the Nephilim t
Liz looked around the place curiously. Just then, she heard footsteps coming from the bedroom. The Vampire who had occupied her thoughts for a long time made an appearance. Damien was dressed in a white shirt and loose pants. His hair was a bit damp, clearly indicating that he had just come out of
It was all very strange. Liz replayed the encounter multiple times in her head, and it still didn’t make any sense. She already had so many questions. Why did Damien look so different? How come he had ignored her? Did he even recognize her? That’s right. The look of confusion on his face when she
A beautiful woman walked beside him. Liz blinked. Then she leaned closer to the glass. No. No, that couldn’t be! Her eyes widened as she stared at the man’s face. She knew those features. She had seen them countless times before. There was absolutely no way she could mistake him for someone els
“Take her.” He made a gesture, and the two men behind him stepped forward. Liz tried to struggle against their grasp, but it was no use. They easily overpowered her. From their pale faces and superhuman strength, it was easy to categorize them as vampires. Not only were their clothes strange, even
The room was dark, and it took me a while to adjust. It smelled of dust and disinfectant. The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the device strapped to my ankles, and that was because it glowed a vibrant red, making it hard to ignore. I quickly reached for it, but it was on tight, and I couldn
Elizabeth’s POVIt was a woman. One look at her, and it was clear she had been through hell. Her face was bruised, and she could hardly walk when she was brought in. “They tried to sell me,” she said, her voice quavering.Goodness, the vampires were selling people now? The idea made me sick to my st
The wedding reception was small—just a few friends and family standing in a circle in our backyard. There was no music, just the occasional clink of glasses and muted conversation. A table held a simple cake and some drinks. Only Mom, draped in her six-thousand-dollar dress, gave off a memorable imp
He’d started watching her out of curiosity. He told himself it was the need to safeguard his plan. The little human was nosy, likely to poke her nose into matters that were far too dangerous.And if ever the need came to dispose of her—perhaps when she stumbled upon the truth—well, he wouldn’t mind







