Isabella couldn’t believe that all their stress for the day had only ended in naught. Sky had translated the long, complicated language. He had done it so diligently and expertly. Yet, it had all been ramblings and warnings about what happens to humans who can’t let things be. It had been a very stern warning about what could happen to them if they dared to do such a thing again. The writings had stated that Damien had been specifically chosen as a scapegoat because he was the one that brought the ridiculous team together in the first place. He was the only one who had seen the message. He had also been the one who came out of the séance bloodied and unconscious. Isabella had come out smelling like roses. Literally. She had been tossed into a beautiful world filled with hummingbirds, buttercups, incredibly beautiful roses, and melodiously chirping birds. She had been momentarily confused as she wondered why she couldn't not see every other person.Then she saw him. Damn, smirking As
“I love that you are turned on for me, babe. I am turned on for you as well. Do you want to see?” he asked, and he already turned his camera to his erect cock before she could say anything. He gave her a momentary peek of the engorged flesh before he fixed the phone back on his face. “Can you see that? That is how much you drive me crazy, babe” he said and his voice get shaky as he started a rhythmic movement that was jostling the phone a bit.Isabella knew that she shouldn’t ask but it was out of her mouth before she could stop the question. “What are you doing?” she asked.He only gave her an intent look, caught his lower lip in between his teeth before turning the camera down again. Though she looked away instantly, she couldn’t not see what she had seen already. He was stroking himself and the head of his cock shone brilliantly as peek of white liquid showed at the head.“I know you want this, babe” he said throatily. “Don’t deny your body what it wanted. Look at me, babe. Do thi
“What?! That part! Repeat that part!” Damien said as he rushed forward towards where everyone converged in the meeting room. He pushed Liam aside in his hurry as he moved forward to see the slide where Michael and Allan were trying to piece together what Asher was saying.“Okay, leader” Liam said with his hands raised as he moved clear out of the way but for once, there was no flippancy in his tone. There was an unusual seriousness in his eyes as he looked towards the back where Morgan stood protectively in front of someone.“And that… what part?” Asher Langdon asked midsentence. “The part about how Ulric could take on anybody’s image for a prolonged time,” Damien said urgently.“Oh, yes. According to what I can decipher from here; it is said that he could take on any form he wishes when he wishes. That is…are you sure she is fine?” Asher asked worriedly.“She is fine, lover boy. Can you please go on with what you are saying?” Liam chimed in.“Can someone please tell that bastard to
“Sky would never hurt you, sister,” Damien said as he came towards her. He was relieved to see that the glassy look was gone from her eyes. He gave a slight nod of gratitude to Motgan as he came closer to them. “I…I know” she swallowed hard “I know Sky… but at the moment, he…I could have died” she said more to herself than to any of them around.The horror in her voice alerted Damien to the fact that she was relieving that horrible moment. He couldn’t even fathom what could have happened if he had not felt her distress. He was amazed to see Morgan on her way to her room. Without saying anything, they had both gone to her door. Damien could still remember that horrible moment when he had raised his hand to knock at her door only to be greeted by her shriek. His blood had curdled as they both dashed through the door and headed straight to her bathroom where they saw a blur of movement nosedived out of the window. For a split moment, the fleeing figure had looked back at Damien with Sky
Laura called him in the wee hours of the following morning. He almost couldn’t believe his eyes as the true caller on his phone identified the number. The call brought back the memory of the kiss they had shared and the messy feelings that seemed to take hold of him whenever he heard her name or that of anyone related to her. “Laura?” he called her name like a question. “You are…”“Awwn, isn’t this sweet?” everything stilled inside Damien as he heard Sky’s voice. Fuck it! He yelled in his mind, knowing immediately that damage had been done. If not, why would…Laura!“What have you done to her, Ulric?” Damien asked instantly.“Ulric? Who is that? There is only your buddy, Sky, here. Remember me?” Sky’s horrid tone said over the phone.Damien quelled all forms of imagination that wanted to come to his head about what could have happened to her as he said calmly “She has nothing to do with this. I thought you were said to be a wise man. Surely, you must know that she is a human and she i
It finally dawned on Damien why Sky/Ulric wanted him to see him draining the life out of Laura. It was just so he could make a difficult decision or live eternally with the guilt of causing the death of the girl that he only belatedly realized he loved. Tears trailed down Morgan’s face as she stood up. “It is no use. I…I can’t do it. There is nothing to draw from. I can’t heal her.” She spread her bloodied hands to the sides as anguish soaked her voice. “My hands are filled with her blood, and I can’t bring her back. I was supposed to be better than this”“Now, now. You shouldn’t beat yourself up, A Ghra. This is not your fault” he looked straight at Damien over Morgan’s head “This mess was not for you to sort”“What the hell did you just call me? How can you be so cold and glib right now?” Morgan lashed out at him. “An innocent girl is dying for God’s sake. She did nothing wrong! She is dying and there is nothing I can do. That… bastard drained her lifeblood. He wanted us to watch h
Laura’s awakening was messy, to say the least. She woke up hours later feeling disoriented, groggy and out of it. It took her a while to recognise Damien. Then she blurted out “I love you” thoughtlessly. In the next moment, she was shouting bout feeling so thirsty, then she started pulling at her hair and agitating about hating her skin. Her clothes felt too tight. Her head hurt and she felt like she would die if she did not eat something.Damien knew what was happening. Despite how much he wanted to ignore it, the inevitable couldn’t be denied. Laura had become a vampire and if he did not do something about it, she would die within the first hour of her awakening. He tried to talk to her during that moment to see if she would rather choose to die than become a fully-formed vampire, yet it was like singing a lullaby to a deaf kid. She could hear him. She seemed to have some iota of consciousness but she was not comprehending what he was saying.“Okay, okay. Can I eat now?” was the ans
Sybill Macmillan couldn’t believe what was happening! When Andrea called her to inform her, she thought that her bratty sister was just acting up. Truth be said, Andrea didn’t appear as bratty as she used to be. Sybill felt it must have to do with the fact that she didn’t have to see her daily anymore. It had all started long before Sybll left for school. Andrea had capitalised on her invitation to the palace by the king, an invitation orchestrated by that nobody. Damien. Sybill still couldn’t think of him without distaste in her mouth but she didn’t dare say any of her thoughts aloud.Who could have thought that a mere gawking, gardener? A good-for-nothing would turn out to be a prince. A referred prince for that matter that the whole of Santa Eyre and its environs had become submissive to. Sybill snorted as she remembered the rumour she had once heard that the king intended to pass the throne to Damien. Sybill doubted if the king would be so dumb to do such a thing. Why would a man