The Vampire Diaries: The Return: Nightfall by L. J. Smith

Author:L. J. Smith
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Love & Romance, Vampires, Family & Relationships, Juvenile Fiction, Horror & Ghost Stories, Fantasy & Magic, General, Fantasy, Interpersonal Relations, Supernatural, Horror Stories, Demoniac Possession, Fiction, Horror, Brothers
ISBN: 9780061720802
Publisher: HarperTeen
Published: 2007-01-01T23:00:00+00:00

Merda.

“All right, then. I’ll trust you.”

Damon let out a breath he didn’t need and headed the car toward the clearing.

It was one of the more exciting gambles of his life. On one hand, therewas his life—Elena would find some way or other of killing him if he’d killed Mark, he was certain. And on the other hand…a taste of paradise. With a willing Elena, an eager Elena, an open Elena…he swallowed. He found himself doing the thing closest to praying that he’d done in half a millennium.

As they rounded the corner on the road to the little lane, he kept himself in hyper-alertness, the engine a bare hum, the night air bringing all kinds of information to vampire senses. He was thoroughly aware that an ambush could have been set up for him. But the lane was deserted. And as he suddenly hit the accelerator to reveal the little clearing, he found it blessedly, bleakly, blankly empty of either cars or of college-aged young men whose names started with “M.”

He relaxed against the seatback.

Elena had been watching him.

“You thought he might be here.”

“Yes.” And now was the time for the real question. Without asking her this, the whole thing was a sham, a fraud. “Doyou remember this place?”

She glanced around. “No. Should I?”

Damon smiled.

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But he took the precaution of driving on up another three hundred yards, into a different clearing, just in case she should have a sudden attack of memory.

“There were malach in the other clearing,” he explained easily. “This one is guaranteed monster-free.”

Oh, what a liar, I am, I am, he rejoiced. Have I still got it or what?

He’d been…disturbed ever since Elena had come back from the Other Side. But if that first night it had discomfited him into literally giving her the shirt off his back—well, there were still no words for how he’d felt when she’d stood before him newly returned from the afterlife, her skin glowing in the dark clearing, naked without shame or the concept of shame. And during her massage, where veins traced out lines of blue comet fire against an inverse sky. Damon was feeling something he hadn’t felt for five hundred years.

He was feeling desire.

Human desire. Vampires didn’t feel that. It was all sublimated into the need for the blood, always the blood….

But he was feeling it.

He knew why, too. Elena’s aura. Elena’s blood. She’d brought back with her something more substantial than wings. And while the wings had faded, this new talent seemed to be permanent.

He realized that it was a very long time since he’d felt this, and that therefore he might be quite wrong.

But he didn’t think so. He thought that Elena’s aura would make the most fossilized of vampires stand up and blossom into virile young men once again.

He leaned away as far as the crowded confines of the Ferrari would allow. “Elena, there’s something I should tell you.”

“About Matt?” She gave him a straightforward, intelligent glance.

“Nat? No, no. It’s about you.

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