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SWEET BLOOD Chapter 12- Here at last
They named him James. He didn’t know if that was his real name. He didn’t remember anything about himself. Whenever he attempted to recall, his head throbbed with pain, discomfort, and anguish, and his mind shut down. All he knew was that he was a vampire, and the females here were sorcerers. Powerful. He loathed this kingdom and its people—and he would eradicate them. One day. Soon. Just as he’d killed one of their precious mistresses on the cliff. Mistress Leticia.Impatience rushed through him. His captors thought him vulnerable and weak. They kept him on the razor edge of starvation, giving him a drop of blood in the morning and a drop of blood at night. That was all. He was taunted and tortured frequently. Leticia, the mistress, in particular. The oldest daughter of the Master Sorcerer, now the king of this kingdom of Nork. So highborn, but look at you now, Leticia. At my feet, mine to do with as I wish.Highborn? He would find out.They assumed that just because he was bound and
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 13- You are real
James scanned her, his blood nearly on flame. Anyone who looked at her would see the cloak his shifted magic had built. The magical illusion of being someone else. Hair as dark as the Abyss, eyes of vivid emerald, skin as pale as cream. But that was where the gift of her father’s acclaimed elegance ended, and the brutality of her mother’s ugliness reflected itself. Mistress Leticia was huge and hulky, her cheeks puffing from excess, her jaw squared with jowls. Her dark brows were extensive and virtually adjoined in the center. Her nose was long with an unmistakable hook.What James saw, nevertheless, was the woman his summoning magic had chosen. The one from his dreams. Dreams in which she stood off to the side, watching him, never speaking. Dreams he had not comprehended. Until now. All along, his mystic had known what he needed.She was just as tall as Leticia, but beautifully slender, with hair the color of a sunrise. Her eyes were seductively uptilted, a shade darker than her hai
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 14- Must taste her blood
Must taste her blood. How many times would he think of the word? His inner demons were asking him to just drive his fangs into her delicate neck and be done with it, dry her to her last drop. Numerous times, he thought of the words. Until he got what he wanted, he was certain."Give me your arm, woman." He licked his lips at the thought of touching her, of knowing the texture of her skin and the smoothness of her sweet veins. "I will mark you… I need to mark you so I'll know wherever you are. This is for your safety." A little nip of her wrist, and he would stop. He would make himself stop. For now, he promised.She shook her head, her sun-kissed hair dancing over her shoulders. "What? Hell No! Tell me something... I need an explanation now. Afterwards, we’ll talk about the marking thing, whatever that is."Certainly, the woman was not as cranky as she appeared. "We might be separated…I need to know…" Before she freed him. "I want to know where you are at all times.""Uh, I’m not cer
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 15- Mistress Levy
"Because why?"Irritable weight, that she was. James explained, "Because, mortal my…vampire enchantment made them," he explained flatly. To tell her more was to, maybe, send her running. Humans were so terrified by what they did not understand.For the minute, he desired this woman on his side and was quiet. Although to be truthful, she’d dealt with things very nicely so far."How?" she argued. " And how could she believe that he would not hurt her? Drain her? drank all of her precious blood until she...Enough! The man was enraged and harsh... could almost see his...Goodness, Grace. Stop thinking rated PG here, she thought to herself.He shook the bars. "Do as I told you, Grace. We must hurry. Now. Summon a guard now."She arched her brow. "Oh, such a pussy. You’re cute when you’re ordering me around, you know that?" Her cheeks lightened a pale pink, and her breath became silly. She might be very wet down there now. "And you... you smell like the ocean and fresh forest dirt. Odd but
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 16- Oh, naked and hot!
The two wardens forced James onto Leticia’s chamber bed, the soft feathered mattress dipping and puffing under his weight. They anchored the metal links curling around his neck to a steel hook in the wall, just above the headboard, then removed the chains from his ankle and wrists—only to cuff him to the bedposts. Leticia had brought slaves here before, Grace realized. The posts were damaged, the intense grooves evidence of their hostility. A lot of friction. How many times had James undergone this sort of indignity with the mistress? At least he didn’t try and bite the wardens, and they didn’t try to harm him, and Grace didn’t have to side with a “slave,” fueling suspicion. Already she felt as if she had a neon sign blinking over her head: Fake SorcerersThank God, Levy hadn’t realized the truth. And wasn’t the other mistress a shocker? Short, squat, and foaming-at-the-mouth-rabies mean. Awfully. If the Wicked Witch of the West had sex with Mr. Bean and John Cena, and the two of the
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 17- So Lustful
Such sweet, intoxicating words, all the more powerful because she couldn’t denounce him for only desiring what was available. Levy, too, had wanted him in a terrible, terrible way, but he hadn’t wanted the ugly mistress at all. So, logically, Grace had to understand that he was as enticed by her as she was to him. Alright, logically. And not just because she was throbbing and desperately wanted it to be true.James could simply be attempting to soften her up. Right? Maybe? Maybe not? Who knows?Oh, great. The alarming thought pushed its way from an awful spot inside her. A spot that never wanted her to be comfortable. A spot that felt she didn’t deserve to be optimistic. They’d been butting heads for months; more and more, she won the battles. Today, she might not."If I hurt you, you would not help me," he explained in a polished tone. "I want you to help me, Grace, and I am not a stupid man."No, he was a sexy one. So delectable."You’re a vicious man. I k-know you are.""Yes."His
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 18-Will you bring me?
One half of Grace trembled in delight, the other half shivered in concern. The vampires in her doctor friend’s lab had fed from bags of plasma. She’d never been bitten either. Had never wanted to be bitten. Until now. If anyone could make her appreciate something like that, it was this man. This vampire, this predator, "I’ll think about it. Now let’s backtrack a little. If you can make anyone look like the mistress, why did you conjure me specifically?" She asked. Why put her in such danger? Not that he’d completely wanted her, and her alone. She remembered his revulsion when he’d learned she was merely a mortal, recalled his shock. "I asked before, but you never answered." James leaned toward her, forcing her fingers to press into his skin. A quiet command—and an unrelinquishing demand—for contact. "I did not conjure you specifically." She’d realized that as she’d spoken, but hearing him ascertain it saddened her. She had to stay on a comparable footing with him, and even though he
SWEET BLOOD Chapter 19- She was his
Grace never wailed, never even gasped as the whip flayed her soft, delicate skin.James was shackled to Leticia’s bed. He hadn’t marked Grace as he’d wished, but he was somehow attuned to her in a way he challenged he had ever been attuned to another. He should not have been able to concentrate on her, particularly since he’d been battling a burning desire for her—her body, her blood, her everything, and all other thoughts had become dazed and trivial in comparison.Now, he felt the wrath. He was furious. There was so much resentment, and every bit of it was leveled at the wardens.They had hauled Grace along the elegant hallway filled with paintings of the master sorcerer and the mistress and their daughters, down the winding stairs with dim velvet carpeting, and to the outrageous banqueting room. Though Grace was no longer in the chamber, James saw her still. As if their psyches were somehow connected. She fought the entire way. Only when they bent her over the dining table, her fac
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