Souls Collide: Book 1 of The Soul Wars by J.D. Blackrose

Author:J.D. Blackrose [Blackrose, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Falstaff Books
Published: 2017-06-02T05:00:00+00:00

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While Kara was taking care of business, Gaspard was finishing paperwork like any normal businessman when the guard house radioed in that a big man was at the gate with Lisette in the car. “Something is wrong with her, Mr. Bessette. She looks sick.”

“Send them in.”

The butler opened the door a crack. “May I…”

“No, you may not, but your master can,” thundered a big, burly man, pushing right past the butler and into the foyer. The man was six-two-ish, wearing workman’s boots and painter’s pants in size huge. He had a bushy beard and could have passed for a lumberjack. Or a tree.

Gaspard came out to see what the disturbance was and stopped cold. It wasn’t the size of the man. It was what he held—a limp, lifeless Lisette, dressed in a T-shirt and panties.

“You did this to her!” the man accused. “You have to fix her!”

Gaspard blinked once and then said, “In here, hurry.”

He led the man to his study and motioned for the man to place Lisette on a couch. The man lowered her flaccid body, and Gaspard checked for a pulse.

“She’s breathing and her heart is beating, but it is very fast and she won’t wake up. This started after you sent her away,” the man said, staring at Gaspard’s back. Gaspard was on one knee next to Lisette.

“What’s your name?” Gaspard asked, unbuttoning his shirt at the wrist.

“Ned. I’m Lisette’s brother. People call me Tiny.” The man was pacing, and the tension danced around his body in flashing sparks. You didn’t need to be a vampire to sense it.

“You may want to leave, Ned. I think she is suffering withdrawal, and I’m going to have to feed her blood. My blood.”

“I’m not leaving, so do what you can, but if she dies, so help me, you will answer for it. I might not have mentioned this, but I’m the smallest of her four brothers.”

“I shall endeavor to save her, so I do not have to face that particular threat,” replied Gaspard, who rose to fetch a letter opener.

This could be done with teeth, but it was so uncouth, and why do that when a sharp letter opener was available?

Gaspard knelt next to Lisette’s head and sliced his wrist with the letter opener. He held the dripping appendage over her mouth and encouraged her to drink it.

“Come on, sweetheart, you can do this,” he murmured. Lisette didn’t move to drink, and her breathing became more labored.

“It’s not working!” raged her brother, already making a fist. Marc, who had been watching from the doorway, slipped in and covered the man’s raised fist with his own. He pushed downward, and Ned’s arm collapsed to the side. Ned’s eyes were wide and his mouth open.

“Gaspard is doing what he can,” Marc hissed showing some fang. “You will not threaten him again.”

Gaspard ignored it all. With a vicious move, he picked up the letter opener and slashed the tip of his own tongue. The blood spurted on his shirt, the couch,

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