Ed Quinn True Blood Novels & Stories

The only thing that mattered was getting to her before it was too late. Then I caught their scent—Nick and Kimmy—mixed with something else. Blood. And Quinn's scent was mixed with it, sharp with fear. Panic surged through me, fueling my speed. I broke through the treeline into the clearing, and the scene that unfolded in front of me hit like a gut punch. The Echo was there, its dark form swirling in the shadows, bearing down on Quinn. Kimmy was crumpled against a tree, barely moving. Nick was on the ground, bleeding out.

She points the baseball bat in the blabbermouth’s direction. While she's at it, Ed's drooling while sleep talking. Talk about disgusting. "Easy ladies. I could do both of you a favor." Quinn is an epitomy of a civilized pervert. Giving off a sly smile he started to pull his shirt up. "Thanks but no thanks." Atleast this bitch agrees with me on that. "Just so you know," she grabs her bra which that girl has been dangling in front of her for quite a while now. "Quinn and you?"

“You’re right. He did nothing to me but someone swore to kill him and I swore to help. And I can't help but fulfill my promise. You understand, don't you?” This was ridiculous. Just who does she think she is to torment my family like this? “I swear, if anything happens to my husband's, I won’t let you live. If I do much as see a scratch on him-” “Oh, relax. Hold your horses. I have something else to deal with before I face him so you can take a breath.” “Where is Quinn? Is she dead?" She scrunched up her nose. “Oh no, she's not dead. Well, she looks like she is but she's not. She's just in a state of deep sleep. When I'm down with her, I'll bring her back. I think. Depends on how things go f

“You’ll know in the future.” Quinn smiled and then looked at the company that she had sacrificed her blood and sweat for. ‘Goodbye, Blizzard Group!’ she said inwardly. ‘I’m going to meet someone very important to me and even die with him!’ Soon, Quinn decisively turned and walked toward the underground parking lot. When she was about to open the car door, someone suddenly approached from behind and covered her mouth with a cloth soaked in a sedative. “You…” Quinn's expression changed, and she wanted to scream. However, she felt a wave of dizziness and fell unconscious.

Soon, another log cabin looking building comes into view. She leads me in. There are beds everywhere and a roaring fire in the middle of the room. “Quinn is in the last bed on the right. If you can take her home, please do. She will die here,” Gretchen tells me. I walk toward her bed and I see her! That is Miss Perfect. “May I help you?” An little nurse asks as I sit next to Quinn. “No,” I answer as I look at Quinn. “Hey, Baby.” As I speak Quinn’s eyes flutter open. At first they are black for sadness but when her eye focus on me they turn purple, then orange.

Aurora’s POV We walked into Norman’s house, and I took a deep breath. We are finally in his home. Sasha, Joel, and Quinn have been cut, and unfortunately for Quinn, she was shot in the back while trying to escape and will never be able to walk. They will all be transferred soon and when we visited Quinn at the hospital, I made sure to give her more injuries to remember me by, and no one dared to stop me.

This mad… bloodlust. I had made a deal with the black hole, in partial exchange for my freedom. A deal to toss every rotten human down the abyss of endless, mindless torture. That was the very reason Quinn Parker had to go too. But in her case, things had gone wrong, and she was still alive. Not for long, though. Soon enough, I'd pay her a visit. And that would be the last time. I pulled a long drag on the strain of cannabis between my lips, closing my eyes against the howling wind.

My cock grew longer, harder as I fucked into her warm supple body and I sank my teeth into the flesh of her neck and marked her as the hardest orgasm of my life slammed into me with such force a veil fell over my eyes. Our bodies locked together. Her pussy tightened and clenched as if milking the seed from my cock as it emptied into her. I had to give her my tongue so that the roar that had built in my chest wouldn't escape into the night. Her eyes stared into mine when I lifted my head and looked down at her. "Welcome home." She smiled. I could hear the others coming back and reality hit me like a brick upside the head. What the fuck Quinn? ***

We have already been attacked by strange creatures thrice. I shake the fog from my brain, now wide awake. They actually found them? I didn’t think they could? It’s been four days since Derek and Adria left, and the girls killed Jade, making sure she could never come back from the dead. They cleansed the interrogation room after her remains were removed, and then they buried her in a blessed grave, making sure no one could ever touch her again.

They shot me one last glare before following Jevon out. As soon as they left, Quinn slammed the door shut behind them, making sure to lock it, then frowned and muttered, "What kind of people are they? Are they crazy or something?" Seeing her fuming, I couldn’t help but laugh. She probably didn’t know much about my relationship with Eternity Pack but, based on the live streams and trending topics, she had guessed they were up to no good. "They’re actually my blood relatives," I said softly. Quinn froze, her eyes wide in shock. She instinctively pressed her fingers to her temples and said, "Wait… is what’s online true? You’re the princess of Eternity Pack? And Lilith is your sister?"