Spark Book Series Novels & Stories

Drunk is better. I open a full bottle of whisky and drink a fourth of it down in one swallow. The burn is exactly what I need in order to forget. I fear the smell of Laryn's bride's scorched flesh will haunt me forever. I take another drink and sink back against the pillow*s. Through my bleary eyes, I gaze at the door when I hear it open. She's lovely. She also appears angry when she looks from me to the two women. I think her name is Sierra. Sarn's story next... END OF PART TWO

The Spark was a recognition of the other half of one’s soul inhabiting another body. When he’d been a child, the concept seemed saccharine. However, his parents were Spark mated. They still lived happily in their own piece of the sithen, having chosen to hand over the throne after nearly a millennial reign. Jayce tried to find some equilibrium as he flopped onto the couch and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Jayce…” Tobin started, breaking the awkward silence. “What happened?” Jayce opened his eyes and took in the unusually grave Tobin and Beckett with his wicked grin.

Spark's house It's already day break as the rays of sunlight pierced through the window and curtains of spark's living room. The room was lit and Bright as Spark was seen sitting on a one seater sofa cross-legged with a cup of hot steaming cocoa in his hands and a copy of Punch newspaper on his laps as he stared down reading the contents. "So this is where you are, my friend just got turned to a vampire and you are here relaxing" Vicoliz said making an entry into the living room furiously as he dashed towards Spark knocking off the cup of cocoa from his hand and holding him by the collar of his nightwear.

, Ashton said. I ignored them and went to check for an interesting book that I could purchase. Jack and Ashton kept on talking and laughing but I didn’t pay them any attention. Jack was funny and I liked that about him. I found a book that seemed nice and pulse-racing, Blood Brothers by Nora Roberts.

“Don't always rely on me to clean up your mess, Jacob.” “I never asked!” hissed Jacob with a look of displeasure. “You're the one who always interferes with what I do.” “If I hadn't interfered, what would have happened to your project? Fall apart? Make the plans I've made go awry because of your often haphazard actions? Or do you want to see RoseGold collapse because of its incompetent leader?” Jacob's hands were firmly clenched. His eyes stared at Bryan with a look of anger and hatred.

He could feel his blood rising to a boil as he bellowed, “It was you? You’re Rowan’s right hand man for god’s sake!” “I couldn’t help myself,” Samuel declared. “After tasting her blood on the trip back from fetching your research information, I was hooked.” “You were the driver?” Jasper mused. “I thought I recognized you when you volunteered for the program.” “Had I known that she was a witch, I might not have cleaned her up for the master,” Samuel admitted. “She’s just a beginner,” Jasper informed him. The vampire gave a slight shake of his head as he protested, “There was enough magic in her blood to get me hooked. Witch magic is addictive.” Then after a brief moment, he added, “It didn

Chapter One. Harden. I jerked up from the seat's backrest, waking up from the nightmare that has continued to haunt me for years and into the reality as the truck made the abrupt stop in front of the large cabin like wooden-glass house, and I wondered, 'for how long?'. Every single moment I get to be away from everything around me comes that ugly nightmare that I can never get over, that night which would forever be fresh in my mind. I was so young then, yet my fragile little heart has never grown from that horrible day. Not even for a single day for a hundred years.

It read: Dear Mabel, Seeing your eyes light up as you picked up this book made me want to see them always aglow so I hope this simple gift would always give you pleasure. I hope you will tell me the story someday. I hope you also enjoyed our outing today in the same way I did. Have fun with your book. Yours always, Varrick Mabel was so impressed and affected by Devlin’s thoughtfulness that she brought the book to her lips. That man, she thought and then as if realizing something, she shook her head and dropped the book like it burned her.

I tell him before ducking outside and sparking up a smoke as I lean on my polished bike. My thoughts wander to the woman who called herself Flames last night. She'd had my attention as soon as her wide green eyes had met mine, her full lips curled in an amused smile as she casually dealt with Tanya. When she walked into the bar, I'd stood back and observed as everyone tracked the fiery red heads movements through the room. Whether she meant to or not, she managed to get the attention of everyone in there and I'm sure caused a few to suffer from their eyes wandering off of their ol' ladies. When she has walked away from me outside, my c**k had jumped in my trousers as I watched her round hips

Fans rule! Bibliography Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Amazon books No Words Alone Amazon books Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Iron & Hemlock Iron & Hemlock Series: Iron & Hemlock Gargoyle Girl Gargoyles in the Attic Dark Lands Series: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers Anthology (includes The Golden Bell & Homecoming) Dark Warriors Anthology (includes Ghost in Her Heart & Beast Wars)