All Chapters of The Crimson Accord: Chapter 51 - Chapter 57

I slipped out of bed this morning early after watching my wife sleep peacefully for a few minutes. Her dark hair was a mess and she hadn’t moved in hours. At this point, an earthquake wouldn’t wake her. After our talk last night, I thought back to the past week. Was she so exhausted that I hadn’t noticed? I could feel the slight hum of our Binding between us, but ignored it. I refused to wake her up for my own pleasure when I should have been satisfied with our excursion in the stairwell last night.A few hours later, I was still staring at my computer screen, dumbfounded by the failed deal that sat in front of me. It was apparent that not everyone wanted to be in business with the Blackwell name. Although we had a good reputation, it was obvious that we cornered a market that was having some backlash. I scrubbed my hand over my face, desperate to wipe away the stress. But it wasn’t just the business that was bombarding me with curveballs. It had been relatively silent since our w

Before my fangs leave her skin, I know she’s seen it- the memory I never meant for her to touch. It was just a few seconds of the hour I had spent watching her, but it was apparent in the vision we just shared, that I had creepily watched her from afar that night. Abigail had spent the last several months joking about my stalker tendencies which I had brushed off, but now seeing the vision we just shared, I could see how disturbing it looked. She’s waiting for an explanation and I am stuck between being honest or downplaying it as a coincidence. I looked at my beautiful wife and saw the blood dripping from her neck. Taking out my pocket square from my suit, I hold it firmly at the bite and sigh. “I know it looks bad. It was a few months after Vivienne’s death. I was curious. Ivan was reporting to me.” Her eyebrows rose up at that information, but I continued. “He said you seemed better with your grief and were spending more time with friends and going out. I wanted to see you.” I r

The court saw a Queen tonight, I saw the woman I loved continue a centuries old tradition like she had prepared for this her entire life. Her voice carried throughout the garden and marked the beginning of the chase. She sounded like a Queen, not a girl forced into this role weeks ago. I stood beside her, proud, as I handed her binoculars. Her human eyes couldn’t make out the shadows in the further darkest parts of the property, but I could see plenty of vampires had already made their way through the hedges. She looked at me with a smile on her face and pressed the binoculars against her eyes. She seemed fine to the public, but I wasn’t so daft. I noticed her falter at seeing Natasha Chen. Margot had caught me feeding from Natasha the night of our Binding ceremony. I had known the donor for a few months. She frequented the blood club closest to Tencrest. She was young and nice, but there was nothing truly romantic between us. Although I recalled intimacy during our feeding, that w