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she asked. Kyle looked her over, and as he did, he suddenly admired her incredible physique. She was tall, nearly Kyle’s height, wearing a skin-tight, black leather outfit, and she was curvy, with an amazing body, rippling with muscles. With long red hair, flowing down her back, matched by glowing green eyes, she was, Kyle thought, stunning. It had been a long time since he’d felt this way about another vampire, but as he stood there, he felt desire well up within him.

Jessie could see everyone shuffling uncomfortably, and some giving worried glances. "Don't just stand there, attack them." Jose ordered, staying back as everyone rushed to their deaths. Christian quickly shifted, and everyone else followed suit. He turned to look at Jessie, an understanding passing between them. Jessie waste no time in shocking and ripping the limbs off who she could. Enjoying herself a bit too much. She looked around for Jose, but then realised it almost too late. He was after MacKenzie and Jason; she forgot all about what Christian said about exposing herself and teleported to the house, where Anna-Beth was trying to fight him and three other wolves off.

She moved closer and the chair was spun around revealing a handsome and powerful vampire She gasped at how handsome he is and how his power was alluring. She didn't know she was drooling not until his voice bought her back. "Arabella Quavor Hunter" He said coldly She gasped, she could only remember low leveled vampires defeated by her in her study "Okay sorry, so here I am" She said and face palmed herself for the trash she just spilled out Lestat sniff in her scent and find it emitting a very attractive smell. "Why did you kill Jesse?" He asked

Josette asked, scanning the room, her eyes widening as she realized it was me. I wasn't sure what I was doing, but I was certain that I wanted to. I stopped at their table, standing before her as she eyed me warily. Stretching out my hand for a handshake. I said. "Josette, right? I'm Evander."

Jessie and Cassie where tail to tail holding off another two male vamps, they were faster and more confident than Elsa, and bored quickly of the dance that the vampires were doing. “Right, you ready Jess?” I heard Cassie say through the mind link. “One... Two… Three… Go!” They said in unison, then they both lunged forwards. One went left and the other went right. Cassie managed to grab her vampire by his arm and easily pulled him to the ground. Jessie had lunged at her vampire's neck but just missed him. He grabbed her and then slammed her down onto a large rock. She screamed out in agony, and as she did, I heard Landon howl through the link, “Jessie!”

Festivals, feasts, music, and other events abound, making it feel almost like a coronation day. Alice is our family's adopted daughter. Our history has it that she volunteered to be a vampire because she longed for power and strength. All I knew about her was that. While Drake was her brother when they were mortal, and my parents adopted him as well. I have a lot of questions for them, but they don't respond when I ask them. Even though I'm close to Drake, he doesn't know anything about their past, while Alice has always been upset with me for reasons I can’t seem to comprehend.

She reached for the drapes, and pulled the cord. As she did, she jumped back in fright. Standing outside, its face to the window, was the pale, white face of a vampire, completely bald, fangs extended and right up against the glass. It snarled and hissed as it reached up with its hands and placed its palms against the glass. Caitlin could see its long, yellow fingernails. There was another sudden noise, and Caitlin turned and saw the face of another vampire at the side window. There was the sound of breaking glass, and she turned and in the other direction saw yet another face. This one smashed his head right to the glass, sneering at her.

I put a little distance between us, and this was it. "Speaking of fate, I have something to tell you.” I paused my words to find out that his green eyes moved faintly, but he did not interrupt me. I assumed he was waiting for me to continue. So, I took a deep breath as I looked into his eyes. "I, Victoria Russell, reject you, Alpha Ace Cassilas, as my mate," I said firmly. Ace tightened his jaw. He glared at me with rapid breathing, then grabbed my wrist.

“Mine! My Erasthai!” Ares snarled at Dylan, whose true royal vampire form wasn’t ready to back off, he hissed at Vincent. “I know it, King Vincent. Lizette is yours! But she has my beloved’s scent on her. I want my soulmate now!” His demand held this much power that I shuddered, feeling the strong yearning in his tone. This happy news dissipated the tension in my mind. Dylan squinted his nose, continuously sniffing his beloved’s perfume on me.

And lilies, and sometimes a little bit of spice. But she also sometimes smelled like blood, and fangs, and he knew there was someone close to her. Someone who shouldn't be there. He gave a low sigh, just as a girl gave a small shout, followed by a slapping sound. He raised his head to it, just as a man stood and covered the girl. "I love it when they act so innocent. Don't act like you don't know your feisty attitude turns me on." "Get off me!" Jasmine yelled at the much older man, pushing him away and causing him to crash on the table of drinks behind him. The contents of the table fell off and caused a large collective shattering sound, and she gasped.