Vampyr Jonathan Reid Novels & Stories

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

I immediately approached the man. "Is that true what you said earlier?" I asked vehemently. "Hah? Who are you?" asked the man confused. Hayley immediately approached us. She pulled me back a little."He's my acquaintance, Leo. So Mr. Eriksen, is it true about what you said earlier?”Hayley asked the man. “Yes, if I'm not mistaken they found an injured female vampire. They chased until a castle that turned out to be a den of vampires." "When did they attack the vampire?" I asked carefully.

she whispered she watched him nod and run quickly away, she made her way further back into the wall into the shadows looking at the movement and shift of the crowd “alex who...?!” dius said holding on to the bloody body of one of his people red eyes let out bloody tears as they all watched “he’s coming” was all the vamp got out before his form began to turn to ash

The realization in Henry’s mom of fear, but not for her, for her family was showing in her face. “MOM!” Shouted out Henry “Run Henry! Run!” Henry’s Dad yelled as he tried to reach his wife. However, he was held down by 4 more vampires. Henry ran as fast as he could. Mara was not bothered by Henry’s departure. She was to be occupied by having to strong adults she could turn instead. Once she drained the blood out of Henry’s Mom, she dropped her to the ground and set her fangs on Henry’s Dad. Henry heard him say one last thing. “Henry Run and don’t look back!”

Wendy and I said in unison. Jaxon Claiborne was the first immortal Wendy and I had met when we moved to Alabama. He is a full blooded, fifteen-hundred year old vampire who served in the military for twenty years. Now he makes his living as a bounty hunter in Montgomery. In hindsight it probably wasn't a good idea to bring him around Liam because Jaxon seemed to have a problem with boundaries and consistently tried to convince me to spend just one night in his bed. That never happened of course but he was a good friend and much like a brother to me and Wendy. I could trust him with our lives.

"At least I'm doing something! “Jonathan got agitated, getting even closer to where I was. With all the effort I could make, I managed to open a small crack in my eyes, seeing nothing but figures and lights. Still, when Jonathan screamed again, it was the silhouette of Jon Maxwell that I saw in front of him. "You waste your time recruiting these filthy people and forget that your daughter is the same age as half of those bastards! Every time you ask me to steal someone's life, I lose my mind. You have no right to blame me for being the monster you created!”

His words echoed in my ears. "Did Jonathan kill him?" As I murmured, a lone tear streamed down my cheek. "No, Jonathan is not a monster. He didn't kill my dad. The person whom I love is not a monster. He is a vampire, but he is not a murderer. I am certain that he survives on blood, but he does not kill innocent people, and I have complete faith in my love." Despite the fact that all the evidence pointed to Jonathan as the murderer of my father, I still tried to convince myself that Jonathan did not murder him because my heart wasn't ready to believe that he was a killer.

Reid burst into a fit of laughter looking at his brother. “Alright, I give it to you,” Reid admitted and faced the tons of bills in front of him. Reid was the cheerful one amongst the triplet, he was also classy, so classy he doesn't allow any woman to touch him. Reid had once mentioned he was saving himself for their mates. Reid was a happy person who was contended with life and himself, although they were called the demonic Alphas. Reid had dark hair and violet eyes that were always filled with energy and life.

"If the mountain does not come to us, then we must come to the mountain. Aiden Thorne, what a lovely surprise." Aiden removed his cap and placed it on my head carefully before crossing his arms and pinning the stranger with a chilling look. "Edward Reyes. A shame that I cannot say the same." Reyes. The family of Purebloods at the top of the Western vampire community. His grey gaze slid swiftly to look at me and the next minute, his hat was on the ground. Raising his arms in mock surrender, he bent to swiftly pick it up and place it on his head.

RAYNE The Elder has left, and the guards were raising their weapons to kill me. I was covered in the warrior's blood, paralyzed with fear. Just as one of the guards reached for me, a low growl vibrated the very stones of the Hollow. He was here. Reid didn't walk in, he kicked the door off its hinges. His claws were already out, and his eyes were glowing a lethal violet-gold. He moved like a shadow, disarming the guards before they could even blink. Reid looked at the dead warrior, the bullet that pierced his skull.