Belong to the Night by Shelly Laurenston; Cynthia Eden; Sherrill Quinn

Author:Shelly Laurenston; Cynthia Eden; Sherrill Quinn
Language: es
Format: mobi
Tags: Vampires, Paranormal, Fiction, Romance, Erotic stories, American, Supernatural, Witches, Occult fiction, Suspense, General, Romantic suspense fiction
ISBN: 9780758238863
Publisher: Brava
Published: 2009-09-01T05:00:00+00:00

He reacted too slowly. Liam swore, trying to twist back, but he was trapped against the wall.

The wood drove into his chest. He grabbed her wrist, holding tight, fingers clenching around the delicate bones.

Sadie James was a hell of lot stronger than she looked. Her golden eyes were determined, but her mouth, that sweet, beautiful red mouth quivered.

He could feel his blood rushing out. Soaking his shirt front. There were screams around them. Folks had turned at the sound of the shattering chair.

The wood was in his chest, about an inch and a half deep. But it wasn’t in his heart. He’d managed to turn just enough—

“She’s killing him! Oh, my God, that crazy bitch is killing him!”

He knew the voice. Susie. Sharon. He couldn’t exactly remember the redhead’s name. She was the one screaming, but she didn’t seem to realize that the bar she was in…well, it wasn’t exactly normal.

Folks there weren’t going to lose any sleep over another vampire getting staked. Hell, he could see the faces of the other vamps in the bar. Smiling bastards. They were afraid to take him on, but they were sure happy to let someone else take a stab at him. Or a stake, to him.

“Love, I don’t want to hurt you.” Truer words he’d never spoken. But Liam had already died once, found the whole experience to be a damn nightmare, and he didn’t plan on passing over again.

He could break her wrist. Snap it easily. And if he had to, he would.

The trembling lips rose into a grimace. “Hurt. That’s all vampires do. They hurt, they torture, and they kill.”

Pretty accurate—for most vampires. “I’m not like that.” The stake was digging deeper into his flesh. Not a killing wound, but it still burned—and his kind didn’t do so well with blood loss.

He could see the doubt in her eyes.

Fine. His teeth clenched. So be it.

Liam snarled—and attacked.

He lunged forward, and the stake drove deeper into his chest.

Sadie stumbled back and her hand finally, finally, fell away from the stake when she tripped over the remains of the chair and tumbled onto the floor.

He stared down at her. Beautiful Sadie.

Soft locks of blond hair fell around her heart-shaped face. Her mysterious eyes glared up at him.

His hand lifted. He grabbed the end of the stake. Yanked it out. Felt the rough splash of blood.

A choked cry. For an instant, his eyes lifted and met the redhead’s shocked stare. She looked like she was going to pass out. Instead, she turned and ran, as fast as she could.

The band kept playing.

He tossed the stake onto the table. “That hurt, Sadie.”

She barred her teeth at him. Teeth that were too sharp for a human’s. Why hadn’t he noticed that before? “It was supposed to.”

His head cocked. Sadie. He’d wanted her from the first minute he saw her. Petite, curvy, with that come-hither smile and those fuck-me heels she liked to wear.

Most of the men in his unit had fantasized about her. There was just something about Sadie James.

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