Bethany Mead cringed against the stone wall of her cell. Greeves was guarding the female ward this night. She hated Greeves…
Bethany stepped out of the carriage, eyes fixed in rapt wonder at Ellingsworth manor. Gossamer paper lanterns hung from the trees, linking the drive like stars from the heaves. Strains of enchanting music emanated from the house…
Te amo, Querida,” he whispered, stroking her hair. “Tu eres mi luz en la oscuridad.” I love you. You are my light in the darkness.
I need to go hunting now,” he rasped. Before I tear off your clothes and plunge my c*** and my fangs inside you.
Rafael possessed unfathomable strength. His speed defied the laws of nature…and his bite, good God, his bite. How could something so macabre feel so pleasurable?
It may be small comfort, but I believe Rafe doesn’t want to kill you.” A light laugh escaped her lips. “Actually, that is a substantial comfort.
You should know that Rafael is not the beast he would have you believe he is. He may be harsh, but he is fair. However, I highly recommend that you endeavor to be on his good side.” She raised a brow. “Does he have one?
Rafe pulled Cassandra into his arms. “At first, I wanted my arm back to feel whole again and to not appear weak before my enemies. Now I only want it to hold you.
Rafe tugged her closer before she could trip over a gravestone. “Damn it, woman. Devil take your wagon! You fail to grasp the severity of this situation.
We must go to the laboratory at once. I have some cannabis.