Stakes Have Sword Envy (The Slayer's Reverse Harem Book 3) by Holly Ryan

Author:Holly Ryan [Ryan, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampire slayer, vampire reverse harem, vampire suspense, paranormal reverse harem, Vampires
Publisher: Holly Ryan
Published: 2018-06-11T04:00:00+00:00

I CARRIED SAID SWORD with me to the backyard in case Ronick had forgotten what I was talking about. Actually, I just liked lugging it around. The grooves in the hilt fit my fingers, similar to a well-used stake, and the way light shone on the black blade and the symbols etched there, how it pulsed as if in flight, mesmerized me. Plus, it was a bird-sword, and I’d had a severe lack of bird-swords in my life before now.

My stakes had a serious case of sword envy. I could just tell.

While juggling Night’s Fall and the mug of blood, I unlocked the door to the shed. The only light came from behind a glass window in the door of the cell in front of me, twin orange flames that narrowed and darkened to raging fire the longer Ronick glared at me. He was not my biggest fan, but I often wasn’t my biggest fan, either, so we had that in common.

I flicked the light on by the door, blinking in the soft yellow glow, and moved closer. Then gasped. His face had paled considerably since I’d last seen him, a stark contrast to his facial scruff and his short dark hair. Not only were his eyes red, but the rims were too. Being confined was not a good look for him. Guilt surged in my gut, but I stamped that down real quick. I had nothing to feel guilty about. Yet.

“I brought you some blood,” I said.

He lifted an eyebrow, though it appeared like it took some effort. “You clearly have a lot to learn about torture.”

“You’re right. What was I thinking? And I was just going to give it to you without any threats whatsoever. I guess I’ll just go.” I turned to leave, taking the sword with me, with little intent of actually leaving. A drink of blood might help to perk him up. Yeah, I was not good at this torture business.

“Wait,” he said when I’d almost made it to the door. “Fuck, what is wrong with you?”

Blanking my face, I turned. “You mean why was I just going to give you a drink? Are you not thirsty?”

He hissed through his teeth, and I saw the answer written in his hollowed out cheekbones and the stark desperation behind his eyes.

Sighing as if this were a huge inconvenience, I stepped closer. “I’m not like you or your brother, if you haven’t already guessed that. I’m not like anyone. I will do what I have to do to get you to transfer Night’s Fall’s power to me so I can find the Slayer Senate so I can find a way to defeat Paul, and I need you not blood-crazed to do that. Hence, the blood. It’s not complicated.”

He leveled me with a glare. “It’s so much more complicated than you think.”

“I’m sure I can keep up.” I put the mug on the built-in tray that led to both his cell and the empty one next to his. Once upon a time, it had been meant for Detective Appelt.

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