The Dark World by S.C. Parris

Author:S.C. Parris [Parris, S.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S.C. Parris
Published: 2016-07-26T16:00:00+00:00

Christian paused upon hearing this, but pulled out a fresh, tan blouse and slipped it on. As he buttoned it, he said, “I take it he has not told you when he will be back?”

“He hasn’t.”

“Of course,” he whispered. Where on Earth could he have gone? And so suddenly?

“I-I should leave you I have bothered you long enough. Please, excuse me,” she said. And with a steadying breath, she began to walk through the small pathway between the bed and the dresser, keeping her head down as she moved.

He stilled when she swept behind him, her scent drifting to his nose. All thoughts of Damion, of the mysterious woman, left his mind immediately. He was very aware how thirsty he had been for human blood. Yes, as helpful as Unicorn blood was, he decided, there was nothing like human to quell a Vampire’s hunger.

He turned to her, placing a hand upon her shoulder before she could step past the end board of the large bed. The gasp that escaped her lips at his touch sent his blood soaring. He had known she was scared of him, but it hardly mattered whilst he recovered from his injuries in his bed. But now that he was free—and healed he could take advantage of her fear.

“Emily, wait,” he said, suppressing a small smile as best he could as she turned to eye him, confusion and apprehension shining in her brown eyes.

“Yes,” she heaved, “my Lord?”

He let a sigh escape his chest. He eyed her naked shoulders, smelling in earnest now the blood that filled her veins: sweet, destroying, vital—he had to have her. “You have been assigned to me, correct?” he asked her, trying to suppress the drive to step forward and sink his fangs into her tender neck.

She looked up into his eyes, a sort of dark cloud falling upon her own. “Assigned to you? Y-Yes, I have been.”

He lifted a finger to stroke the tendrils of her soft black hair, causing her to wince, his voice low as he said, “Oh? And it is just you that has been assigned to care for me? Because if you are the only one, my dear Emily, I assure you, the fruits of your labor will be enjoyed by the both of us.”

“My Lord,” she whispered, unable to look away from his gaze.

He lifted her chin. You are mine, he thought. You. Are. Mine.

“Please, call me Christian.”

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.