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When Shadows Learn to Bleed
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Vows of convenience Hearts in Collision Programmed to Kill
Saphira’s POV There is no terror like watching the man you love rush toward you with murder in his eyes eyes that once softened only for you.---He moved like a storm breaking loose.One second he was across the room.The next he was right in front of me.His hand closed around the front of my shirt, slamming me backward. My spine hit the wall so hard it rattled my lungs. His fingers locked around my throat, cold and unyielding.“Threat acquired,” he murmured.I couldn’t breathe not because of his grip, but because it was him. Alaric. The man who once held me like something precious.Now he held me like a target.“Alaric,” I gasped, fingers digging into his wrist. “Listen to me please fight it.”His eyes were frozen silver dead, empty.“Eradicating interference.”Pain squeezed down my throat. Black dots danced at the edges of my vision.Calian circled us like a vulture, smiling. “Beautiful. And to think, you believed love could save him.”My nails clawed deeper into Alaric’s skin. “
Vows of convenience Hearts in Collision Runn
Saphira’s POV They say the worst kind of fear is the kind that doesn’t scream it whispers. Mine whispered in my ear as the man I loved stood before me with silver eyes and no memory of my name… staring at me like prey.---I didn’t move.My mind screamed at me to run, to obey the warning hissed behind me, to escape the thing Alaric had been turned into.But my heart refused.“Alaric?” I whispered.A mistake.His head snapped toward the sound of my voice with a mechanical precision that chilled my blood. He didn’t blink. He didn’t breathe. He simply locked on.“Identify,” he repeated, voice hollow, stripped of humanity.My pulse hammered against my ribs. I forced a step backward. My heel touched a shard of shattered glass it cracked loudly under my shoe.His muscles tensed.His body responded like a predator hearing a rabbit break cover.“Threat level rising,” he said.God.He wasn’t Alaric.Not now.Not like this.His brother Calian let out a soft hum, amusement dripping from every s
Vows of convenience Hearts in Collision The Needle, The Blood, The Break
There are moments that shatter you clean, precise, like a blade slicing through the version of yourself that existed seconds before. Watching a silver-filled syringe plunge toward Alaric’s throat was mine. Because I knew whatever that liquid was, it wasn’t meant to heal him. It was meant to erase him.---Everything inside me detonated at once.“No!” I screamed, throwing myself forward.Too late.The needle pierced Alaric’s skin.His brother depressed the plunger with a slow, cruel deliberation, as if savoring each second of my horror. The silver liquid disappeared into Alaric’s bloodstream, and I watched helplessly as his body jerked violently beneath the injection.Alaric’s back arched; a strangled sound tore from his throat.I didn’t thinkI didn’t planI just moved.I slammed into his brother with every ounce of strength I had. He stumbled but caught himself easily, turning toward me with an expression that made my blood freeze.Amusement.“You’re feistier than he lets on,” he mur
Vows of convenience Hearts in Collision Blind Terror, Burning Truth
Darkness changes everything. It steals faces, twists breaths into ghosts, and turns the familiar into the monstrous. In the pitch-black room, I learned something horrifying: Alaric’s brother didn’t need light to break me. He only needed his hands.---Blackness swallowed the room whole.I couldn’t see him.I couldn’t see anything.But I could feel him.A cold grip locked around my throat, fingers digging in with a calculated pressure that promised he could end me whenever he pleased.I fought instinctively, hands flying up to claw at his wrist, but he didn’t budge. His strength was unreal controlled, deliberate, as if he’d spent years turning pain into a precise art.“Let her go!” Alaric’s voice tore through the darkness, raw, frantic.My captor chuckled, breath brushing my ear. “Your voice shakes, brother. I like it.”His fingers tightened.Air became a luxury.My lungs lit with panic, desperate and burning.“Touch her again,” Alaric growled, “and I swear”“You swear too much,” his b
Vows of convenience Hearts in Collision The Face That Shouldn’t Exist”
There’s fear… and then there’s the terror that steals the bones from your body, the kind that whispers that reality has cracked and you’re falling through it. I felt that the moment the stranger stepped into the room wearing Alaric’s face like a stolen crown.---He stood there in the doorway, shadow slicing across his cheekbones, expression carved from ice. My breath felt too loud. Too heavy. Too impossible.Alaric’s grip tightened painfully around my wrist.“Don’t move,” he murmured.My heart thundered. “Alaric… what am I looking at?”The man in the doorway smiled a slow, wicked curve that did not belong to the man bleeding beside me.“Interesting,” he said, voice smooth and disturbingly familiar. “The little wife gets to live.”I flinched at the sound. It wasn’t Alaric’s voice, not really. It was like listening to a memory soaked in venom.Alaric tried to rise, but his injured side buckled, and I caught him before he hit the floor.“Stay down,” the man in the doorway said casually.
Vows of convenience Hearts in Collision The Ghost Wearing My Sister’s Face
For a moment, Elena couldn’t breathe.The world narrowed to the woman standing in the doorway the impossible, living shadow of her past.Clara.Her sister.Her grief.Her guilt.Her ghost.Except she wasn’t a ghost at all.She was here. Alive. And smiling like resurrection was a game she enjoyed winning.“Hello, Elena,” Clara said softly, stepping fully into the light.Elena’s stomach knotted. The face was the same same eyes, same cheekbones, same scar on her chin but the expression was wrong. Cold. Mocking. Hollow in a way that made Elena’s skin crawl.“You’re alive,” Elena whispered, voice cracking. “How how is this possible?”Clara tilted her head. “Did you miss me?”Elena stepped forward before her brain could stop her. Adrian caught her arm gently, his fingers tightening in warning.“Don’t,” he murmured. “You don’t know what she is now.”Clara laughed at that. A laugh that didn’t belong to the sister Elena grew up with. “Oh, Adrian. Still playing the protective husband? How cut
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