Love Bites by Maggie Osborne

Author:Maggie Osborne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, romantic suspense, vampire, paranormal romance, love story, desire, sexy romance, romance classic
Publisher: Maggie Osborne

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“The Council of Six is not happy with you,” Kay pointed out, rechecking the file she had pulled up on her laptop computer. She was working on a glass table beside the pool, enjoying the warm spring evening. “You’ve turned IV into a force to be reckoned with and that worries them badly. They don’t trust you and they believe IV usurps their power.”

“It does indeed usurp the council’s power,” P. G. Loire commented. Sinking gracefully, she dipped her fingers into the heated pool, nodded at the warmth, then returned to the table and took a seat across from Kay.

“The council’s wisest option is to join us and establish a power base from within the organization,” Trevor called. “Otherwise, we’re going to bypass them. It’s already happening.”

Kay pushed aside her TV dinner and took a sip of coffee, admiring the underwater lights illuminating the surface of the pool. The evening air was exceptionally warm tonight, fragrant with the heavy scent of lilacs and newly cut grass.

“Listen to Kay,” P. G. Loire advised sagely. “This is a very bright young woman.” She turned a lovely face toward Kay. “Alas, I left my Antoine in Monaco. I miss him very much.”

“Antoine is your Renfield?” Kay asked. She had liked P.G. at once. It was almost impossible to recall that this charming woman was a vampire. Besides which, P. G. Loire was the only houseguest so far to address Kay by her name rather than call her Renfield.

“Antoine is my mortal assistant,” P.G. corrected gently. “I do despise this generic Renfield thing, don’t you? I can’t imagine why so many of us stole the Renfield tag from an idiotic book that we all despise.” Reaching for the silver coffee service that she had insisted Kay use, she poured more coffee into Kay’s cup, her movements a symphony of grace. “I don’t drink mortal liquids, of course, but I miss presiding at a table.”

“You’re referring to Bram Stoker’s Dracula?”

P.G. wrinkled her nose in an expression of distaste. “Of course. A really horrible book. We’ll be fighting Dracula’s tasteless image to the end of our days.”

“Ladies,” Trevor called to them, “we’re discussing business, remember? Renfield, what were you saying about the council?”

“Since you’re the president of IV, the council’s anger is directed at you,” Kay answered, peering at the laptop screen. “You can bet your satin-lined cape that the council isn’t going to relinquish their power without some kind of battle.” Kay leaned back from the glass table, tilted her head and peered up through the branches of an old apple tree covered with tiny white blossoms. “Trevor, do you have to sit in that tree? Can’t you join us here at the table?”

His voice descended through blossoms and leaves. “I wish you could see this, Renfield. The stars shine like chips of fire. They seem so close that I could scoop them up in my cap.”

P. G. Loire smoothed the skirt of a yellow satin sheath and stood. She patted Kay’s shoulder and gave her a beguiling smile.

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