Gluttony (Seven Deadly Sins #1)

by January Rayne

My coven is infected with bloodlust. It either occurs when we are starved or a member of a coven drinks from someone who has something special in their blood.

I might be a monster, but I refuse to be a murderer. I want to live my vampire life differently than my coven. We don’t need to kill to feed but my master doesn’t see it that way.

the Monreaux’s are different. They are the most powerful coven in existence, not only because they have a witch, but they have a Wildes witch. The strongest witch known in the paranormal world.

“May your souls be trapped in bone and flame. I, Sarah Wildes, sister of the earth, damn thee for your gluttonous ways,”

Darkness and silence are not my friends. Bad things happen where the light can’t touch. I refuse not to be in the light. I need to be able to see my surroundings. I need to be wrapped in my blankets and warm instead of freezing cold until I shiver.

Loneliness is a disease that sickens you. The only cure is to learn to love your own company because counting on anyone else will leave you more isolated.

Vampires, unlike the myth, do not live forever. We have the opportunity to, but it isn’t easy. We have three options. First, we have a two-hundred-year lifespan. Second, some vampires choose to have a mate, a companion they love since they never met their fated mate, which increases their lifespan to a thousand. Last, but not least, the one every vampire craves more than life itself. Eternity. Vampires can live forever when they meet and mate with their beloved.

If that man is a figment of my imagination, there’s part of me that hopes my mind never stops playing tricks on me because damn. The stranger is gorgeous, but what would someone like that want with someone like me?

Tonight, I’ll get to know my mate. I should have kidnapped him from his work and taken him to my house. That would have been a lot easier. It’s how we did things all those years ago, but times have changed. Apparently, kidnapping is wrong. Pity.

“Your eyes are portals to hope, something I haven’t felt in quite some time.”

“You are my dream, which is so much better than any reality.”

The only person I can think of is Ambrose. I need him. No, that isn’t the right word. I yearn for him. The inside of my bones ache. It’s as if something is twisting me inside out.

you are my beloved, my fated mate, my destiny, and I am your vampire. I am eternally yours. I only ache for you, dream of you, and yearn for you.”

A wish forms in mind, one that isn’t realistic, one that isn’t possible. I want to breed him.

You had the life you had because of me. I am your fucking curse, your death, your poison. I am the answer to your question as to why you’ve always been alone.

“You will not flash your fangs at me in my house!”

“You’ll always have someone who loves you,” I whisper, pressing our lips together. “For eternity, Oliver. You’ll always find love in me.”