Ed Quinn True Blood Novels & Stories

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? ***

“What did you think?“ I shook my head in embarrassment. “Nothing.“ “Really?“ Qing asked. Then without warning, he leaned closer and pecked my lips. “I think that's what you were expecting.“ “No!“ I said, but my voice almost betrayed me. Qing Han chuckled, rolled up the window, and drove away. … On the other side of the street, Mo Xuan sat in his car and witnessed everything that happened. His hands clenched into fists. He grabbed the bottle of a strong drink on the side and gulped it down. He had been uneasy ever since he left the house the previous day. His own house felt both empty without Chen Xiu and Tuan Tuan.

But I was going back to Asheron. Quinn thought she had won. She thought she could just slip into my life, take my baby, and play house with my Alpha. But she didn't know Asheron. She didn't know the way he looked at me when he thought no one was watching. She didn't know that he could see through every lie, every mask, and every fake smile. "Hold on to my body a little longer, Quinn. Enjoy the fun while it lasts," I whispered to the empty room "Because when I get to that estate... I’m taking everything back with an even fuller force. You’re going to be so embarrassed”

Cooper immediately positioned himself between me and it, still barking, still rigid with every alarm he possessed. I exhaled. The sound came out of me all at once, like something that had been held under enormous pressure finally finding a release. My knees wanted to buckle. I didn’t let them. “He shot himself,” Quin said. His voice was strange. Flat. Like he was reading something aloud rather than speaking from thought. “I thought it got to you.” I looked at Aiden on the floor, then at Quin before finally looking back at the blood.