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The dark veins on her neck moved slightly with her pulse. -- Lucian had left three boxes of books stacked against the far wall of the main room and I opened the first one and started reading and did not stop for hours. Most of it was terrifying in the specific way that information is terrifying when it confirms the worst thing you were already afraid of. Soul possession through blood magic. The host soul weakens incrementally with each surfacing of the invading consciousness. Over time the host's grip on their own body becomes unreliable, then intermittent, then absent. The invader does not kill the host. They simply crowd them out, slowly, until there is nothing of the original person left

My fingers clenched around the candy, its stiff edge almost cutting my palm. Indeed, in our previous lives, he had been convinced that my only purpose was to be a blood bank and organ donor to Susie. Since Susie still died after I donated my kidney, that meant I served no purpose in this life, and the Grants had no reason to bring home a loser like me. I smiled, violently wiping the tears I couldn't fight back as I told myself—the old Yvie Grant was dead and I would live only for myself.

The thick, dark primordial blood of a century-old vampire welled from the deep cut. "Drink, Brynn," Riheirk commanded, his voice raw and desperate as he pressed his bleeding wrist firmly against her lips. "Drink from me. Let my blood purge the poison. Accept it, sweetheart, please." Brynn’s jade eyes flickered. Driven by her own fading strength and the desperate, triumphant internal screaming of Solar, her jaw parted. She bit down lightly on his wrist, her lips drawing the heavy, white-hot furnace of his primordial blood into her system.

I drove a blade straight through its skull. Before the body even dropped, I shifted again. Wolf. Faster. Stronger. My fur bristled as I tore through another, ripping its side open and sending it crashing into a tree. A bite caught my arm. Deep. Pain flared. Real pain. I snarled, turning violently and crushing its neck between my jaws. Blood filled my mouth. Hot. Thick. I spat it out. More footsteps. More movement. They weren’t stopping. Good.

Her personal life was always put aside. "Third book," she whispered to herself as she starts to drive. "That's shooting for the moon." It's past seven in the evening but compared to many previous nights, it's an early time out for her. It's like leaving the office and hitting the road in the afternoon. The lights are a refreshing sight. She takes the same route and passes the same road every night but it's only now that she noticed the bright lights.

I turn back to her, "we will go." "But first," I reach forward and poured the bottle on his head, soaking him and his little friend. "Complements from the vineyard little bitch." He shot up from the seat, his eyes wide in horror. I was starting to think that I shouldn't have done that. Before he made after us, I dashed out of the booth with Hayley following and set for the back door. Luckily my car was right around the corner so we didn't have to run far. It was the fastest I started and drove a car in heels. The club was in my rearview. A few moments later, my white E-class Mercedes Benz was rolling through the rustic gates of the estate.

I could only bring her back and lock her in the villa so that she would change for the better! "I missed the only chance she had to ask for help, all because of you. Helen's never coming back!" With that, Daniel slammed the door and left. Once again, my soul followed him. He drove without a care in the world, speeding into the night. He bit his lip so hard that blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was trying to suppress something within him. Finally, at a red light, he stopped and collapsed over the steering wheel.

“Fight for him, Irwin. He’s your mate. You weren’t bound to him by accident. It’s in your blood, in your soul. Fight!” The girl’s voice echoed, growing deeper and more commanding. “You weren’t just bound by chance—you were bound by bloodlines!” Heat surged through Irwin’s body, her vision blurring as rage and despair consumed her. She fell to her knees, her hands clawing at the ground. The earth trembled beneath her fingers, cracks forming and spreading outward as raw power coursed through her veins. “Save him!” the replica roared. With a feral scream, Irwin launched herself forward, her body ablaze with energy. Flames erupted from her hands as she reached Dorian, the fire searing through th

and everything went dark, I woke up hours later with the driver by my bed, I jumped up, - I want to see her, - claim you passed out and we called Robert and her family who are coming here, - and she seems to have already removed the dead fetuses from her, she had a start of tetanus because I already saw her 3 weeks ago that the babies had died inside her,- as it happened I didn't even know that I would be a father and now my children are dead and my fiancee is unconscious I don't know how long she will stay like this because the last time she was unconscious for a week, and I was the only person who managed to bring her to come back, - well it seems that her doctor from Brazil is coming here

Dabria sneered at Master Austin angrily. She had read a lot about the Ambrosias in the books Adrian had left behind. Since Dabria was the only one who had the access to those books, she took full advantage to read them all thoroughly. "You fucking dared to come to my territory and hurt my people. You created a bloodbath here. I swear on the dead body of Adrian Cerberus that I will paint Eve's garden with your blood." Dabria sneered at the vampire master.