Blood: Under the Skin Book 1 by K.B. Ladnier

Blood: Under the Skin Book 1 by K.B. Ladnier

Author:K.B. Ladnier [Ladnier, K.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-30T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fifteen

Lucy

“Welcome, Lucy. I’ve waited a long time to meet you.”

I shuddered when the man walking into my room spoke. His voice was deep and had a British accent. He sounded very chipper rather than evil, and I wasn’t sure if that was good or bad.

My eyes were having a hard time adjusting with that damn light shining through the open door. Between that making him look like some dark silhouette and my hand held up to block out the brightness, I still couldn’t make out what this stranger looked like. I did, however, finally notice what I was wearing. I was so spaced out on what was going on, it hadn’t occurred to me that I wasn’t wearing shoes. Or pants. Or anything that I had on when I was taken, for that matter.

Someone had dressed me in a long white tank top. It barely skimmed my thighs and was almost see through with how thin the material was. With enough slack on my chains, I surged to my feet and turned a glare towards my captor. It was worthless even bothering to do it though, considering I still had to shield my eyes from the light.

“Think you could turn that fucking light out? Can’t exactly meet ya back if I can’t even see you, asshole.” I snarled out at him. The clothes thing almost pissed me off more than the being kidnapped. Almost.

He completely ignored my insult and slowly closed the door, dimming the light.

I lowered my hand and blinked a few times as my eyes adjusted back to the darkness. The vampire standing before me wasn’t at all what I was expecting.

He was definitely vampire with his eyes bright red and skin a shade darker than the paleness of my own. His hair was a light, golden blonde and pushed back like he continually ran his hands through it. He was roughly six feet tall, give or take an inch. He had a thin face that was on the verge of being feminine, yet somehow retained its masculinity. His nose was long and slightly pointed and his perfectly plump lips were tilted up in a very large grin as my eyes flowed over him.

He wore only a leather jacket with no shirt beneath, revealing a very slender but toned chest and torso. His black jeans were loosely fitted around his hips, but tight as they went down his legs and tucked into black Doc Marten boots that went up just past his ankles with the laces untied.

All in all, he was gorgeous, but something about him scared me and pulled me all at once. His posture and the way he seemed to rock on his heels with his hands in his pockets, put me on edge.

I didn’t know how long I stared at him, but it must’ve been a good bit. His facial expression told me he noticed my intense perusal of him. He didn’t seem to mind.

“You are more fascinating than I imagined you’d be. If you’re done checking me out, I think it’s time we talked.



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