Taylor             “Wait, Enki and Apollo are the same being?”            “All of the gods, even some of the goddesses are just other names Apollo has used over the millennia. There are only four celestial beings, Selene, Mab, Nyx, and Apollo as he has chosen to be called.” Rhazian responded.            “What happens if your curse is lifted?” I asked. Rhazian’s story had made it seem that it was possible. “What becomes of you?”            “I have tried over the years to have it lifted, going so far as to seek out witches that held no issue with my kind. I suppose that I would return to what I was before, what you would call a superhuman, but I’ve come to the

Taylor             Rhazian had insisted we stop so that I could tend to my needs and stretch my legs. We had been driving for hours without stop by the time he pulled into the deserted rest area. I wasn’t certain where we were going, but he seemed to be following an instinctual pull to the vampire he called daughter. I wondered what she would be like as I walked around the dimly lit path around the main building. He had told me she was turned at fourteen, being a made vampire had stopped her aging. She was nearly as ancient as my mate, though she was trapped in the body of a child.            I made my way back to the car, satisfied that I had stretched my legs enough to continue our journey. As I drew closer, I saw Rhazian through the windshield, the driver seat laid back, his arm tossed casually over his eyes. I felt a twinge of guilt at

Tyler             The mansion was empty. We had expected that when Aro delivered the girl, Rhazian would run. She may have tied the Fae’s hands with her contract, but Rhazian was smart, he knew we would come for him. My pack had a long history with the vamp, going all the way back to Cyrus, the first Alpha.            The last of the warriors from the other packs had arrived in the late afternoon. Once we had a plan in place, we moved on the mansion where the first had been staying. The reports coming in made it clear the vampires he had created were on the move, but we still had hope we could pick up his trail. A small detachment headed towards each area vampire activity had been reported, while the most elite of the group joined my own warriors to search for clues in the mansion.        &nbs

ApolloI stormed through the coven in a rage. They had not only tried to kill my daughter, but their actions had caused me to lose track of her. I had felt her, the moment she used her abilities to escape the witch. Whispering directions on the wind, I worked to lead her to a private place to meet me, but she had suddenly vanished from my sight. The only explanation was my sister’s involvement. I would deal with them, but first I needed to deal with my creations.            “I send you the perfect tool for the mission I laid upon you at your creation, yet you tried to destroy her.” I roared as the coven cowered before me.            “My lord, we didn’t know!” An older crone cried at my feet. “It has been our duty for millennia to destroy supernaturals. If we had known that we were meant to wield the power of yo

             I found Rhazian and Saveta in the kitchen seated at the large dining table. Rhazian scowled as Saveta sat curled in the lap of a nearly naked, muscular male, her face buried in his neck. The image was a little jarring, my mate looking the part of a disapproving father, while his daughter lounged in the lap of her much older companion.            “Good morning, my lady.” Saveta smiled, pulling her face from the man’s neck and licking blood from her lips.            “I wish you wouldn’t do that at the table.” Rhazian huffed. “Especially in the presence of my human mate.”            “Where else would I eat my breakfast, father?”