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like it had back in that fucking hole in the ground when I was eight
tracing the slightly raised mark which the moon had gifted me and Ethan when we were mated. I definitely hadn’t been expecting that to happen but I wasn’t exactly upset about it, either.
Ethan fought like a man possessed, snarling with rage and landing punches which broke bones and caused screams to echo off of the tiled walls. His eyes were wild with fury and a deep sense of rightness flooded me as he fought to protect me. His mate.
Dr Quentin’s small frame came into view. He wore a white overcoat that hung almost to his shiny black shoes. He had a slight hunch on his back, teeth that were sharpened to points and two dark red eyes. He’d altered all of his features via some twisted spells. He wasn’t that ugly by nature, he chose to look this way. Which made him all the more creepy.
Vampires were solitary by nature, but when we cared, we cared hard.
watching Twelve was starting to become more than a job. It was becoming an obsession.
There was something different about her. Something that drove her actions.
I needed the chase. I was addicted to it.
been, my throat started to ache. I didn’t want just any blood. I wanted hers. And I was going to get it.
Everything about her voice was teasing, like she wanted this. Like she was enjoying it. And that only set my pulse racing even harder.
“I love my family,” I said finally. “It’s not about strength or loyalty to gang ideals or anything muddied in politics. It’s just that. Love.” My Aunt Bianca, Dante and all of my cousins were the one thing in this world that made me feel anything I could be truly certain of.
There was something about the darkness in Cain’s soul which called to me and when I was with him like this I just wanted him to draw me down into the shadows at his side.
That had been too damn close. But it had been such a rush too.
I’d still have a rager for her though, right on into the afterlife.
Rosalie had pulled through for me. She was clearly as badass as she claimed. And I planned to claim that bad ass pronto.
“Monsters grow in the dark, Officer. Be careful what you do with me.”
The world was once again mine to take and taste and torture. And fuck did it feel divine.
Sin Wilder may have had more than a few screws loose, but I was pretty sure I liked it.
Darkmore had made me a killer. A monster. I was as black hearted as the worst convicts in this place now.
However, you will feel split into two halves, one ruled by the war planet Mars and the other ruled by the love planet Venus. It is up to you to choose which planet’s guidance you follow.
If you lean towards the right planet, you will find all endeavours pay off, but be warned, a terrible fate could await you if you choose poorly.
“It doesn’t matter what your horoscope says, love, there’s only one fate coming for you. You’re going to bow to me.”
Rosalie is a queen who bows to no one!
“I’m going to show the moon where you really belong then she’ll see sense and unbind us.”
“Good luck arguing with the moon, stronzo,” she said coolly
Fucking beautiful fucking Wolf with her stupid fucking Bambi eyes and those tits that follow me into my dreams.
“You could have the whole prison trying to please you, stronzo, you’d still be thinking about me.”
no matter how hard I tried, she circled through my brain a thousand times a day. I wanted to know everything about her, what she dreamed of, what she lived for, what she loved. And I equally wanted to cut out the piece of me that felt that way.
holy shit did it feel good to be breaking the rules with her by my side.
I almost stalled at the sight of her battered body, but I couldn’t stop. She had multiple injuries and the thought of who had done this set rage burning a passage through my heart.
Whoever had done this would pay in blood. I didn’t care what rules I had to bend to make it happen.
I schooled my expression, refusing to let her see how much it killed me to find her like this.
“Every king needs a queen, Roar,”
“You want to be my queen, Rosa? Some things never change I guess.”
“Well if the crown fits…” I winked at him and walked away,
Officer Off Limits was starting to give off some seriously tempting vibes and I was beginning to think it was time we did something about this tension that was building between us.
wasn’t supposed to come and visit me. When a Lion brought shame on their family, they were meant to be ostracised from the pride. But Leon and his wife came anyway because they’d never been ones to follow the rules.
To become a true Lion, the gifts of your Order must be wielded to build a clan of powerful followers. To bend their will gently in the name of your kingdom. Once a true king is made, his first queen will appear. And only a true test of Lionship by courting her without the aid of Charisma will prove you to be worthy of your Lioness and prepare you to earn the love of more queens and build your pride.
breaking out of here with Rosalie would certainly make my dad sit up and pay attention.
But since Rosa had arrived at Darkmore, my gaze never seemed to stray to another girl.
with her in my arms, every worry I’d had in here suddenly seemed so far away. With her, I didn’t have to be so alone anymore.
I liked the way Rosa idolised me, she made me feel like a king again. But apparently I wasn’t the only king she was making.
I settled scores the way I fucked. Hard, mercilessly and without emotion.
She came at me again with a burning intensity in her eyes and my heart thrummed with the excitement of fighting an equal.
My heart stopped beating for a full fucking second as I tasted the desire on her lips. Real fucking desire. For me.
That bastard had shown me something no other opponent ever had. It had pressed my face against the door to death and now I knew I had so much more life to live.
One day, Roary Night would be pinned beneath me, begging for more while I toyed with him and I’d remind him of this shit as I let the torture stretch.
“Maybe a month in the hole will make you reconsider lying to my face,”
You’re not the one who holds the power here. I am. And you can bat your eyelashes, flick your hair, lay on the crocodile tears and even spread your thighs for me as many times as you like. But I’m not the kind of beast you can tame. And it’s time you learned your lesson.”
