Tag: enemies-to-lovers

CHAPTER 4 Garrick In the fifty years Garrick had been to the auction house, he had never seen a vampire lose it so completely. But his captain’s loss of control surpassed every other known instance of frenzied bidding he’d ever seen. First time trading always derailed even the most controlled of their kind. There was…

CHAPTER 5 Kayla Kayla burst from the airplane hangar, heart pounding in her ears, body shaking from adrenaline. By some divine grace she didn’t deserve, a vampire—a real life actual vampire—saved her. Why? She had no clue, but she wasn’t going to start asking questions now. Flickers of light from the highway caught her eye…

CHAPTER 6 Garrick No woman, no matter how beautiful or hypnotic, is worth your life. The thought was logical, but his vampire gripped the steering wheel and ignored the warning. Garrick could only think of one other occasion where his vampire resisted. During his full change nearly a century ago, he and the vampire inside…

CHAPTER 7 Kayla “Dad!” Kayla raced into the house. Inside of her living room, uneasiness settled between her clavicles and forced a knot to form in her throat. Something was wrong, but looking around her childhood home, she couldn’t tell what it was. Everything looked the same. Same oversized mustard couch with the one well-loved…

CHAPTER 8 Kayla Teleporting was not for the weak. It took a stomach made of steel, which she most certainly did not have. As evident by the fact that her mostly digested dinner was now on the cobblestone beneath her feet. She tried to get her stomach to settle. “You will be well.” A strong…

CHAPTER 9 Kayla Garrick stood in Marnie’s doorway while they all watched. Her intestines tied into knots as she watched him. Garrick put one hesitant foot in the doorway as though he was expecting to spontaneously combust. Truth be told, she half expected Marnie to have a trapdoor underneath the welcome mat ready to suck…

CHAPTER 10 Garrick The shattering of wood and a yell like someone’s soul had been caught in the splinters of the mage’s steps rocketed from the front of the house. The mage, Marnie, snapped back into the eating room. Fear coated her scent. It had been similar to what he’d smelled from Kayla in the…

CHAPTER 11 Kayla What was taking them so long? Minutes seemed to stretch into hours as Kayla stared at the exposed wooden planked ceiling of Marnie’s dark, damp, stone walled basement, waiting for her and Garrick to return. At first, the basement seemed to amplify what happened upstairs. Their footsteps were like thunder when they’d…

CHAPTER 12 Kayla “Her sleep is laboring again,” a voice murmured above her head. “We should wake her.” Sleep? Her father just turned down the lights. “Back away from my daughter,” her father ordered. “Donovan, he means well,” Marnie said, her voice soft. Oh no, she dropped into a dream within a dream because the…