Lahat ng Kabanata ng Immortal Cravings: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Another dirt road.Why the fuck did the vampires think it was such a good idea to seclude their safehouses like they did, down dirt roads and away from civilization. Especially since they had a penchant for nice cars which didn’t handle the dirt overly well. I’d already stopped Rhayden’s Alfa from ending up in the gutter more than once.But I guess, when you were a secret race of humans who were scared of being discovered, because of what might happen to the wider vampire community… it didn’t seem so ridiculous.The road seemed to stretch on forever… until it broke into a clearing and I slammed on the brakes, coming to a screeching halt in a large expanse of dirt.I stared at the dilapidated building; hidden back against the huge trees; the peeling paint, the blacked-out windows… it screamed fuck off and I knew I’d found what I was after. Shoving the map back into the glove compartment, I stared

The night air was chilled as I stepped out of the building, bag slung over My shoulder. My gaze moved to look at the horizon, the sun almost ready to poke its head over the edge and light up the morning sky.I’d managed a couple of hours sleep. But it had been fitful. Constantly jerking awake, thinking the door of the vault had been opened; even though I knew it couldn’t be opened from the outside, once someone sealed it from within. I’d tried that before and failed.I had to keep moving, make sure I was ahead of what was coming after me.I’d killed a Vampire.He might have been a rogue, killing an innocent girl, when the hunting of humans was forbidden; but he had been an unsanctioned kill, and I had broken the Rules.I was only ever allowed to hunt and kill rogues which had been sanctioned by Absinthe, or in the event of Norman, I’d had been given permission by Korin, because the Vampire had been killing in his territory.Not that I had killed him, that had been Rhayden, while I ble

Abe held out a shirt and pair of sweats he had managed to pull from a cupboard on the side of the room. I took them and hissed as the shirt caught on the grazes on my back. Abe turned and looked at me, as he put on the jeans he had found. “Are you okay?”“I am bruised and not just by you.” I winced. I lifted the shirt and looked down at the bruises on my ribs. “I don’t think he liked me.”My gaze moved to the bruises on my hips, and I smirked, looking up at Abe.“But I know you like me…”Absinthe’s gaze moved to the bruises on my hips and frowned.“Shit. I shouldn’t have been so rough with you.” He turned, picking up the syringe and turned, taking my arm in his hand. “This is going to sting.”He pushed the needle into my arm and I hissed, feeling the serum quickly working into my veins making my head swim. Fuck, I hated serum with a passion and t

“So, this is the murderess of my Coven member?”Barely had I stepped out of the elevator, when I was overcome with the scent of spoiled blood. Great… he was one of those vampires.Looking past Rhayden, who had stopped in the middle of the corridor, I looked at the vampire before us; his skintight on his bones, his eyes copper with anger, claws descended.In seconds, Absinthe had stepped past me, and was standing shoulder to shoulder with his brother, blocking the volatile vampire from reaching me.“You are in my mansion Mathias, remember that. If you even lay a finger on her, I will rip your head off and use it for a soccer ball.” Abe’s tone was blunt, to the point and my fear kicked into overdrive. What would happen if the vampire didn’t heed Abe’s warning? Would I become a casualty of a fight between them? Mathias leaned forward, looking past the vampires protecting her, lee

There was someone in the room with me…“I will get you a better bed.”My body stilled as the voice spoke and chills sped across my skin. Slowly, I opened my eyes and rolled over. There was a man standing at the door, barely taking up the doorway, but the authority he threw off, told me he was important.I climbed to my feet and stepped back, pressing myself against the wall, as he stepped inside the room and the door closed with a heavy thud behind him.The man… no creature in front of me was old. There was a blue tinge to his pale skin. Head bald, mottled with dark spots, he wore a dark suit, which hung off his thin frame. But there was not even a hint of danger coming from this man.Finally, I found my voice. “W-who are you?”There was a moment’s silence, “I am Othello, human hunter.”Oh shit.This was The Lord of the Vampires. The one every coven in the United