Through the open doorway suddenly stepped a small woman, long ebony hair braided intricately, huge blue eyes flashing at Mikhail. As Byron shouldered his way inside behind her, she gave him a friendly...
Gregori, Mikhail reminded him softly, if the child is your lifemate, and you do something careless, you are condemning her to death. Keep that in mind when you enter this place of madness. Gregori’s s...
Gregori glided closer to the couple, his graceful elegance failing to conceal the rippling strength of his muscles and the power emanating from his body. He looked totally confident, relaxed, complete...
I am Gregori, Jacques. Gregori’s voice was power itself, yet soft and soothing. A healer for our people. Shea was lying across Jacques, her head on his shoulder, her eyes closed. She groaned— a low, h...
Mikhail didn’t flinch away from the blade. His black eyes snapped open, blazing with power. Slovensky fell backward, scrambling away on all fours to crouch against the far wall. Fumbling in his coat,...
Mikhail pushed a hand through his thick mane of hair. Our people cannot do without you, Gregori, and quite simply, neither can I. You are so certain that I will not turn? Gregori’s smile was self-mock...
His body didn't just want her. It demanded her, burned for her.
Gregori did not look at him but stared out into the storm. There was an unmistakable warning note, an actual threat. In all their centuries together, such a thing had never happened. Mikhail immediat...
I guess it would be too much to ask to let Savannah bite my neck. Gary made an attempt at humor. He was rubbing his neck, every Dracula movie he had ever seen going through his mind. A low growl rumbl...
The storm is not yours, Gregori stated. Jacques has grown far more powerful than I realized. There is a darkness in him unlike any I have ever observed. He is not vampire, but he is truly dangerous. L...