We Own the Night (The Night Songs Collection Book 3) by Kristen Strassel

Author:Kristen Strassel
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Kristen Strassel
Published: 2014-09-01T00:00:00+00:00

I didn’t tell anyone about this meeting with Cash, except for Tony, only because he was my ride to Circus Circus. It was about time I realized I didn’t have any peers, and their concerns couldn’t be my concerns. The less people clouding my mind and bravado, the better.

Leaders operated alone.

“So what is it about Blade that’s so special?” I asked Cash. I felt combative and I wanted to bounce of the walls in his cell of a house. “This fire thing. Explain it to me.”

“It’s not so easy.” Cash had a lot of Tristan-like qualities about him. The more excitable I became, the calmer and more amused he was. “Vampires shouldn’t be able to do what he does. He’s considered a pyromancer, or in more recent terms, a pyrokinetic. The fire seems to be responding to his energy. I can manipulate fire as part of my act, but I can’t touch it. He shouldn’t be able to, either.”

I stopped, digging my fingers into the thickness of the chair upholstery. Blade was just a vampire. He was strong like one, he lusted for blood. He swore he was just like me. But he wasn’t like me at all.

“How is he doing it?”

“There are two theories.” Cash explained, running his hands up and down his thighs. Did this subject unsettle him? I hoped so. I didn’t want to feel so alone when it came to trying to understand Blade. “He may either be able to absorb the fire into his body, or he’s repelling it. Like two magnets.”

“That doesn’t make any sense.” Great, another vampire with no answers. Did any of them know anything? “Those are complete opposite explanations.”

“I didn’t say they both applied to him. Just one of them,” Cash laughed, and then shook his long hair out from behind him. “You’re feisty today, aren’t you?”

“Shouldn’t I be?” I was so sick of not being taken seriously. He pissed me off with his laughter. “He’s spreading my sex tape all over creation—“

“I saw.” A sly smile spread over his face.

I had to stop and catch my breath. Everyone had seen video. I might as well have been standing there naked in front of him, it would be less than he’d already seen. This was something I had to get used to. And overcome.

“I want revenge,” I said quietly, looking down at the Oriental rug at my feet. Pushing a curl away that had escaped my braid, I looked back up at him. “Can you blame me?”

Once again his laughter prickled against my skin. “Not at all. I like it, actually. But you’ve changed since the last time I saw you. There’s something more primal about you.”

“Is there?” Shit. I knew there was. Everything about me felt different since that night with Honey.

“My little Mistress is all grown up. I can see it in your eyes. You killed someone,” he smirked.

“Yeah.”

“How did it feel?”

Like I killed homeschooled Callie from the Vineyard. But I wasn’t going to tell him that. “It felt good.

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