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Her short nails clawing his wrist like a vicious tigress. "She is a wild cat. Help me, fucker." The shorter one snarled near her ear. Tears cascading down as if someone had switch on the button of her misery. The fat one came down hastily and attempted to grab her lower limbs when she kicked his jaw and the man stumbled back few steps and land straight on his butt.

After accepting his fate, he and his lover slept tangled together, having sweet dreams. Outside, the same couldn’t be said for the ones sleeping in the cars and some even on the trees, from inside the living room windows Dani watched them in silence her face hidden in the shadows until the light from the moon shined on her face, revealing the madness and bloodlust in her eyes as her mouth stretched into a large grin showing all her teeth, painting a very sinister image. Her cold words echoing throughout the night and lost in the silence and darkness, “Welcome to hell, don’t dream of escaping in this lifetime.”

This fucker won't go far. "Desperate are we? Have you tasted a virgin's blood before? It's tastes like the most expensive wine in the world. Sweet and heady. The purest of all." He opened his mouth wider and sank his teeth on her shoulders. Mish's frail body convulsed from the force mark. "No!" With his vampire speed, he reached them before the bastard drew blood. Victor pushed his beloved's body to him and escaped in a flash. "Mish, baby?" The scuffles outside the door registered. His men have the fucker.

Vladimyr hissed. “That is not the point brother,” Victor replied smugly. I smothered a laugh with my sleeve. Honestly? They were ridiculous. Dangerous, yes. Preternaturally fast and strong and gifted with the heightened senses that came with their vampiric nature—but ridiculous all the same. Imagine that. Perfect beings but still so clumsy and funny all the same. Hmm. Nothing really is perfect but I love it and them all the same.

Those were my victims, my prey, and it felt so good to claim more and more of those damned souls without even really having to try, all because of something as simple as an inflated ego or a poor poker face. No one had ever got one over on me, no one but the sliest of them all. The viper that none of us saw coming. Lilith, the cold-hearted bitch that was after my own heart. And fuck did she get it. She held that thing in her hand while it took its last few beats. She was a vixen, a damned goddess who was painted red with my own blood. A sight to be seen, one I could never erase from my mind even if I wanted to. The look of pure savagery, with a smile on her lush lips and no spark of remorse

“You’re like a beautiful ruin dressed in fire and silk, and though I see the cliffs ahead, I follow still, longing for the wreckage you’ll leave me in.” Fuck, why was that so… sexy? I wasn't supposed to be getting wet. I had a goal I had to achieve. He raised his eyes to mine, his dark and clouded with lust. “Because, my love, that’s all that is going to come out of this. Ruin and wreckage. For both of us. Fuck, all of us. We’ll be your damnation and vice versa. You want to know why you should run away? Fine, I’ll tell you.”

Who cares, It was good for both of us. "Exactly." I said and took a sip of my vodka, about which i had forgotten for the moment. "Its a matter of pity how we thought about her, she would be kind hearted, Savior, loyal, trustworthy but, she appeared to be a gold digger bitch in a heat. Stinking slut, not only betrayed you but also murdered our Veronica. How can one stoop so low?" He gritted out, laced with hate which kinda shocked me, over his selection of words for her.

“We have pushed donors before, but never this far. She kept moaning and coming so violently, her blood tasted like liquid sin… we could not stop. We lost control completely.” Seraphine hovered over my still form, her fiery red hair cascading like blood over my cold skin. Her cool fingers traced one of the deepest gashes on my throat with something close to reverence and horror. “She begged us for everything. We gave her the darkest fantasy she had ever dreamed of, but we went too far. I can still taste her richness on my tongue. We murdered her in the height of ecstasy.” Viktor, massive and silent, gently uncuffed my ankles, his large hands shaking slightly as he lowered my limp legs. “She w

Valery was the good girl entertaining a big bad wolf drooling to have her for dinner. "Hah, look at me." Derrick stole her mouth when she turned her neck. "I want to embrace you till we look alike, find your nectar and drink of it. Eat from your most secret places till there's nothing left behind. That's how much I want you, Violet." He confessed his carnal desires. Valery was not confused. Besides, she wanted to use him just as much. It was time to clean out the cobwebs. She gazed into her predator's eyes and said crisply, "Do it, Leo."

Everything I could access through Voss Enterprise backdoors. What I found made me sick. Victor hadn’t been lying. Damien really had had him institutionalized. There were transfer orders with Damien’s signature. Photos of Victor drugged and restrained. And worse — a private journal entry from Damien dated fourteen months before the pool party: *“She is perfect. Soft. Broken in all the right ways. Alexander doesn’t deserve her. I will take her. Mold her. Make her crave only me. She will be my good girl. Mine alone.”*