There were signs of impending war in the air. Everyone could smell it. Everyone was getting prepared to fight rather than to run. Several operation plans had taken place in Krypton Pack since Marcus’ unending attack began. The leaders and strategists of the KR Pack military gathered at a large, round table in the war room for yet another operation plan. Silence reigned in the war room. Only the voice of the strategist explaining the map of V Empire territory on the projector was heard.“Breaking through the Fort Knox of V Empire doesn't guarantee our success. Our convention had been all about winning the battle, but not one of us had spoken a word about how to kill Marcus. Nothing kills that old vampire, and he's gotten even stronger as time passed,” the major said.A sudden, disoriented silence followed.“As insatiable as Marcus can be, he still needs Kayla's blood to make himself and V Empire more powerful. He even desires to awaken his grandfather, Artemis, using the blood of many
June had come along with a vision spell her mother insisted she used to find her siblings. June claimed she'd long preserved it because Kayla wouldn't have believed her if she said the truth. Kayla diffused the sparkle-like spell in her bedroom at night. She believed in the vision the spell gave in her sleep. It showed her where her siblings were. Glad as she was to see her siblings for the first time, Kayla and Anthony flew to Australia, where one of her siblings was.One of Kayla's siblings was a waitress in a diner. She hadn't any attribute Kayla expected —quite hostile even to her appearance. Kayla clarified her thoughts about her hostility when she approached her, only to have someone break off her words and order her to sit at a place in the diner. The first approach was discouraging. Nevertheless, the part where the aloof recognized her as one of her siblings was interesting.“I’m not sorry for keeping you and your boyfriend waiting,” she said plainly after taking a sit in the
Anthony eased Kayla onto a single sofa, just after he walked into the dim living room carrying her. He knelt on one knee before her and took off her stilettos. Kayla had talked about her feet hurting, so he couldn't let her walk on her own. What was he there for, if he couldn't offer her help with everything she needed, including the desires she ached to satisfy? His Jebbie had a way of getting him to do things— he knew her feet weren't hurting. She only wanted him to feel her. Taking her leg, he gently took off her black lacy hose and placed a kiss on her shin before holding her gaze, watching the desire blazing in her eyes. Anthony knew his eyes gave off his extreme hunger for her, but he'd empty the tank to keep his hunger at bay. This part of him gave a disturbing feeling he'd hurt her if he ever succumbed to the hunger beating at him right that moment. He barely told the cause of the feeling, yet he knew he'd hurt her for sure. That fear and insecurity wouldn't leave him yet. A
Kayla arched her head back with her eyes shut, drawing a sharp intake of breath as the pleasure cruised through her, consuming the whole of her. Anthony took the hint and drove his tongue through the column of her neck to her chin, and then to her lips before ravaging her mouth with one hell of a demanding kiss.He dug into her at a slow, steady, relenting pace. His hand collared around her neck as he kissed her, extending his kisses along the delicate skin of her neck. He was kissing her neck when he stopped at the feeling that hit him, though he didn't stop the flow of his thrust. Something wasn't feeling right. He still was in the thralls of that fear. It was a foreboding feeling—one he didn't mean to feel —one he couldn't explain. What the heck was it?Pulling out of her, he immediately grabbed her hips and flipped her over so she was on all fours, her ass to him as he knelt behind her. He palmed her ass cheeks firmly and parted them for his easy access. He thrust his hips forward
Anthony arched backward and groaned as the consuming flame of his pinnacle burning through him declined with so much intensity. He panted like he ran a thousand miles without a pause. Puffing out a sigh as he relaxed from his release and the chaotic compulsion from his beast, he opened his eyes. His eyes momentarily glowed vermilion and returned to normal in the next second. Did his vision just turn red?Taking his eyes down, a strong realization struck him alongside a deep feeling of guilt and a sharp, piercing pain in his heart. Kayla was on the bed, covering… wait. “Shit.” Anthony leaned down and took off the hand she used to cover her neck. Seeing the mark imprinted on her neck, he shut his eyes and pushed his head aside as anger and remorse rippled through him. God dammit, he lost his mind to the beast. Fuck his beast. Why would it react this way? He claimed her when he hadn't planned to do it any moment. How sure was he that she was prepared for it?“I’m sorry. I didn't mean for
“Qynville is hosting a new brand of a fashion collection, and I am very impressed with the efforts put together by the team to make this possible. The department will be presenting these newfound ideas to you before the end of the conference so that you see for yourself before the fashion show next week.” Kayla smiled.“In that case, and as long as I trust you, Mrs. Kings, I will increase my shares as quickly as possible,” said a woman in her fifties, leaning her elbows on the table and intertwining her fingers.“May I ask, Mrs. Kings? The lady next to you, is she your new manager?” a man at the round table asked.Kayla expected that question. Camlin had chosen to follow her around like a guardsman and his king. The lady went a bundle with her like they'd lived together for years. “Forgive my manners. The lady beside me is Camlin, my sister.”A blast of silence fell across the room, Kayla could tell from their faces that they were floored. She expected their surprise as well. People h
“I remember your name. And the day you were born. It was a bit rough that day.” He faced her, then started stepping closer, his hands behind his back. “If I had known that it was this easy to get you, I never would have let my son in the game just to have him served cold to me.”Kayla, as she existed in her fear, took in the view of him as he stepped closer. His steps were lordly and graceful as he approached. Each step he took toward her intensified her fear, but she couldn't shrink away.His vicious eyes were light green, almost white, and glowing. His face was void of every emotion—strict, stern, severe, dangerous, threatening, and appalling. It took her everything to keep staring at his face without swooning out of fear. His appearance was between old and young, assumed as a man in his sixties. The ankle-length robe he wore was made of a heavy garment. Ornaments of it were expensive, a cobra skin drawn with silver color. “Your mate, and certainly, my greatest rival, KR are on the
Anthony remained in a stance, a foot, a knee, and palms on the earth, his glowing eyes surveying his surrounding. Newborn vampires. Fledglings. They were everywhere around. They were aiming his way. He could smell them, their courage, confidence, and their readiness. He even smelled their deaths. Both far and near, he heard every single sound they made. His right ear twitched. There were two vampires on different trees in his vicinity, fifteen coming at him. They were two hundred in the forest right then, but only a few were after him.The newborn on the tree descended, one coming from his front and three from his left. Anthony yanked his machine gun off his shoulder, sprang up from the ground, and shot the newborn descending from the tree. He threw the machine gun up in the air, sliced the neck of one of the vampires with his poisonous claws, snapped and pulled the other's head. Then he caught the machine gun once it came down, and shot the five coming at him. Their screams, hisses,