at grave's end by jeaniene frost

Author:jeaniene frost
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: vampyre
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Three cotton candies and two spins on the Ferris wheel later—hey, nothing beat the Ferris wheel for getting a good vantage point—there was still no sign of Anthony. Or any other vampires aside from Tate. It was after ten, so most of the youngest kids were gone by now. Santa was looking less jolly as the time dragged on. No doubt he was counting down the minutes until midnight, when the carnival closed.

Tate and I hadn’t spoken much since our prior argument. We continued to act like a happy couple. Tate played a marksman game, much to the dismay of the carny behind the counter, since with Tate’s military background and new vampire status, he nailed every target. I then had to walk around holding a huge stuffed polar bear.

Oh yeah. No one looking at us would think we were out hunting vampires.

Therefore, I was surprised when Tate abruptly spun me around, kissing me like it was the last thing he’d get to do before dying. My muffled protest was stilled when he whispered, “He’s here.”

I dropped the polar bear to wrap my arms around Tate, kissing him back with equal fervor and sending my senses outward. There. About fifty yards away, a tingle of inhuman power hung in the air. How nice of you to finally come out and play, Anthony. Unless this was some other vampire who’d decided on a little Christmas cheer. That would be just our luck.

That current of power came closer. Whoever this was, he’d felt Tate, too, because now he was heading straight for us. I put a little more oomph into kissing Tate. He groaned, tightening his arms around me. Between his grip and relentless kiss, there was a reason for me to be breathless when he finally lifted his head.

The vampire was only a dozen feet away now. Tate didn’t bother with subtlety—he stared at him and let the barest hint of green peek out of his navy gaze.

“What do you want?”

I turned—and blinked. This was the person we were supposed to take out?

Wide brown eyes stared at me from a face that appeared no older than fourteen. He had curly black hair, a somewhat pronounced nose, and a slender build that accented his youthful appearance.

“I’ve never seen you before,” the vampire said. His voice was more in line with his aura. He might not look old enough to see an R-rated movie, but his vibe gave him away at an easy couple hundred years old.

Tate let me step back a little, but his arm didn’t leave my shoulders. “Why should you?”

The vampire smiled, showing he had dimples. God, it made him look even younger.

“Because I know a lot of people from our…country. But not you.”

Tate gave the vampire a frosty smile. “I’m new, you could say. Name’s Tate.”

The vampire cocked his head. “Who do you belong to?”

“An asshole,” Tate said at once. I wanted to smack him.

A dry laugh escaped the vampire, again at odds with his boyish appearance. “Don’t we all? I’m Anthony.

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