House of Vampires and Flame (Shades of Ruin and Magic #1)

by Meg Xuemei X

Sy roared, trying to surface, but Louis’s venom prevented her from breaking out of my skin.

Of course it did. You wait this long, rambling about getting weak until he actually tries to do something? I’m disappointed.

I shot out of the door and left him on the floor.

You also left your knife…

A panther slinked out from somewhere and blocked my path, its ink-black eyes fixing on me with cruel glee. It felt familiar, but I didn’t care to find out why.

You kicked him in the balls.

“Come at me then! Pick on someone your own size, bitches!”

You need to hush so you can find out if they got Bea in those woods.

It might be longer than that, but they didn’t need to know that. I trusted and shared secrets with no one, and Sy agreed.

But you just told them where you’d be hiding…

“You’re as senseless as they say, Little Bob.” I bristled. “Which fuckers badmouthed me?”

Everyone

We aren’t here to waylay you but to rescue you, lending you a hand that you very much need. Say, what about we bring you to our house and give you food and a place to sleep for the rest of the night?”

Don’t believe it. They are with the panther you kicked in the balls.

Every monster thought it was the scariest. Yet I could be scarier than the scariest monsters, except for my father. Every breathing thing should fear him if they knew what he was—the true eater of the worlds.

Ok so just go in the damn forest then! I’m losing my patience with this conversation.

My gaze automatically darted to his lame dick. “What are you looking at, boy?” he snarled. I pulled my gaze up. Shit, I remembered him. He was the shifter I’d kicked in the nuts.

Thought so.

Just then a giant man with hard muscles strolled down the stairs with staggering arrogance. I was sure he owned every inch of this place, but he thought he owned the air as well. Silas, the prince of the House of Shifters,

She already saw him before though…

before focusing on the vampire captain.

Captain

What was this damn thing about having a squire? It was like every prince in this realm desired an honorable burial. But I could do it. I’d make sure to find Silas a good burial ground when he was slain.

This damn dummy! 🤣🤣🤣

“Of course. Congratulations, sir!”

🤣🤣🤣🤣

onto them instead?” “That’ll be an extra cost! Do you know how much raw materials cost these days?” “But they say you’re loaded,” I said. “Who said it? Who dares to stick their nose into my finances?”

🤣🤣🤣 Cheapskate!

“You turned down my offer, then you jumped ship to kiss Silas’s ass?

🤣🤣🤣

I pumped my legs faster, Deathsong tight in my grip.

I thought she left Deathsong in Louis’ chest?

Even a supernatural’s weapon couldn’t cut into Ruin’s creatures,

Why are you just standing there though?

Then a mage and a witch fell at the feet of the female Shrieker, one set of its claws cutting into a mage’s neck while its other set thrust into a witch’s chest as she screamed.

So, you just watching them get killed?

So, Mist of Cinder had heard about Ruin after all, or at least, their oracle wasn’t so blind.

Or the threat is you…

“You’re not a shifter, Little Bob,” he said, the wind ruffling his reddish hair, “unless you prove me wrong and shift to a chihuahua, or a small bulldog if you prefer.”

🤣🤣🤣🤣

Prince Silas and Prince Killian stepped through. Everyone looked on. Then the fae male Sy had fucked emerged. He was the third power. Shit!

Guess it wasn’t Killian then. Don’t tell me all of these men are her mates? Reverse Harem?

The only small mercy was that Prince Louis wasn’t here.

Hush before he shows up.

It was a delight to watch while you were a wrecking ball in Louis’s house,

🤣🤣🤣

“Prince Louis lost control one time, but even he never laid a hand on me,” I said.

Now walk out.

“I’m not a barbarian, unlike your former master,” he growled. Well, hadn’t the fucker backhanded me a minute ago?

That part.

“You haven’t told Prince Silas or me what exactly happened with the vampire prince,” Dixie said. “My memories are a bit blurry,” I said. “It’s the PTSD.”

🤣🤣🤣🤣

“You look like spoiled honey that traps all the flies,” I blurted out.

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

he spun me and bent me, my back to him.

If the water was already to her tits, how does this work?

“You’re made for me, and I wonder if a man like me can still hope, as you’re probably the only one who can free me. Then I can have you sit on my cock day and night without care.” I didn’t understand.

If you’re his mate, free him from his bond to that Queen… and his dragon.

Shit! I had small hands. I had a tiny dick!

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I’m dying.

I jumped out of the bathtub, grabbed my pile of clothes and leaned my ass against the door to prevent someone from kicking open the door to check out the size of my junk. I quickly dressed myself.

Didn’t she have shampoo in her hair?

“I’m doing you a favor by staying away, sir,” I said. “Or you’ll only be addicted to my blood until one day you won’t be able to function without thinking of drinking from me every second. It’ll fuck you up, and I won’t be safe.”

Logic Police You knew that from the beginning so why even agree to do it?

You don’t want all the vampires coming here, gathering outside with shouts and banners and going on strike, do you? Will they do that? the wild magic whimpered. They might’ve joined the union, I said.

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

“Magic fades; Mist reveals, and Ruin comes.

Well, that’s definitely the order. Must be the prophecy.

“Get your ass up. You aren’t going to finish your shit,” he snarled and raised his hand to backhand me.

What is it with these shifters putting their hands on people?

A second later, their anger pushed through, anchoring in the cold, logical part of their brains as they realized their unusual reactions toward me.

All except Killian…

Don’t you just love to blame me for everything? she crooned in vicious delight. But it isn’t me this time. Look who’s leaking magic wildly, little cherub Bob.

🤣🤣🤣 Right! How can she make your cooch wet. That’s all you boo.

“He was the worst squire in history. There isn’t a single service bone in his body.

Because she’s a Princess, Prince… she’s just like you in that regard.

Yet I couldn’t take my eyes off the princes either, until I realized what I was looking at. I was staring at the princes’ hands, moving from one hand to the other as my mind automatically evaluated and compared their sizes.

Bwahahahahahahahaaha!

If you’re as smart as you try to show everyone, you should kick him out of your house now, before the little hellion brings chaos under your nose.”

🤣🤣🤣 Like anyone would fall for that!

“On another note, though, I sense fae in him,”

Well, fae is definitely IN her. 🤣🤣🤣

“But if you want him to be in your house as well, sure, why not. But mark my words, he’s trouble.” “Yet you’re desperate to get him into your house.”

That part…

Killian stood up, his fist balled, as if he wanted to punch the vampire prince.

I thought they were already standing…

“Stay here, Little Bob. Don’t fuck it up!” Silas snapped at me unnecessarily. That was a bad order, since it was too vague.

Was thinking the same thing, little bob…

“Watch yourself,” I said in a low, husky voice.

🤣🤣🤣 Says the “squire” trying to keep a low profile to the Heir Prince…

He was wearing a blond wig now since I’d turned him bald last time.

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

I was a little shocked too, since the chaos prince should know that I wasn’t his.

Not the kind of “his” he’s talking about Little Bob…

“Aren’t you fierce, little dagger.” He chuckled,

Little dagger… now you know it was real boo.

Silas shifted to an enormous half-wolf, half-human form.

Which reminds me, can Little Bob partial shift? Like letting out one of Sky’ clawed hands?

my shoulder blades tingling, chills

She has wings? I wondered when she said that Shrieker had them from her blood or something.