Lafayette Reynolds True Blood Novels & Stories

There were people already seated. Seven beings. Seven legends. My heart kicked. The first was an old female fae with silver eyes and long black braids. Eleanor Ltavario- the blessed. Next to her was a tall male witch wearing rings on every finger, each one glowing faintly- Mikael Deventus. Then there was the vampire-cold eyes, slicked-back hair, and a mouth already curled in annoyance. Alexander Duville- The brother of the Vampire King.

Hours went by and no one came to check on us, and I was anxious because Adira was still unconscious, and her body was burning up. The door opened and a tall handsome man walked in. He had long silver hair like Chance and now that I look at him properly, he had those sharp genes and handsomeness. That bloodline can only be Lafayette's. His worried gaze went to Adira on the bed, listening for her heartbeat. When he heard it, he sighed in relief and looked at me. " Rachel Tarion," he said in a deep voice. " Who are you?" I demanded. He smiled at me.