Vampire 01 - Blood Born by Linda Howard & Linda Jones

Author:Linda Howard & Linda Jones [Howard, Linda & Jones, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction - Romance, Fiction, Romance, General, Love Stories, American Light Romantic Fiction, Occult Fiction, Murder, Paranormal Fiction, Romance - Paranormal, Vampires, Paranormal, American Science Fiction And Fantasy
ISBN: 9780345520760
Google: IQu3pwlyF6YC
Amazon: 0345520769
Publisher: Ballantine Books
Published: 2010-04-27T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

SIXTEEN

Chloe came slowly awake, pulling herself from the undertow of combined exhaustion and sexual satiation. Luca leaned on his elbow and watched her, more anxious than he was willing to admit, at least to her. He couldn't see any bruises or marks on her; the bite wounds had mostly healed, of course, and the blood she'd taken from him would quickly erase any other marks. To anyone else's eyes, she would look completely untouched.

But his eyes weren't anyone else's. She was his, in a way that went far deeper than any sense of sexual possession. There wasn't any way to separate sex from the bond, it was a part of the whole. She was his, he was hers. And if he didn't wipe the worry from his thoughts, she'd pick up on it.

He would never be able to stop worrying about her, though, until the instant of her death. A sharp pang went through his own heart at the thought of that inevitable day. He would lose her; this plucky, valiant little soul would vanish from his life, and a part of his own soul would be forever bereft at her absence. All humans died, eventually, and unless they died very young they all knew that day would come, but he imagined for most of them death was nothing more than an abstract theory until it was actually upon them. Chloe, though, with her aneurysm, had lived every day knowing it might be her last, and still she had carried on as if everything was normal. She had looked at death, shrugged, and done her laundry.

She was everything he admired the most, and understood the least, about humans.

He'd liked her, before. Wanted her, before. But then she'd told him about the aneurysm, and something had hit him low and hard in the gut, touched him in a way he'd never been touched before, that a being as inherently frail as all humans were, and this one even more so, could be so damn courageous. When he had suddenly been afraid--he, Luca Ambrus, afraid--that she would refuse to bond with him, he'd known what had happened. He didn't like it, but neither did he hide from it. They were bonded now. For the privilege of knowing her, having her, for the relatively few and precious days of her life, he would pay a steep price--and gladly.

Maybe his blood would help her, give her additional strength in case the aneurysm did burst, maybe even prevent that weak place in her aorta from ever getting any weaker. He hoped so, because he didn't dare give her any more. Things had gotten out of hand during their bonding, and he'd taken more blood, given more blood, than he'd intended. She could be hovering close to the point of being turned, and she didn't want that.

He didn't know the exact point; no one did, when it came to turning someone vampire. The tipping point in every human was different, depending on a lot of factors. But he was a blood born, and his powers were intensified.

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