Eric Northman, vampire Sheriff of Area 5 is ordered by the Queen of Louisiana to investigate accusations about a Coven of Necromancers in his area. Witches who control the dead are very dangerous to vampires. He soon discovers his long-lost love is...
My progeny, the former Victorian brothel Madame delivered me a piss-poor selection of blood-whores. My cock was so fucking hard from seeing Tara in the flesh, I feared, I would damage one of the emaciated females in unrestrained frustration. And even though I badly yearned for a release, I knew finding a woman that could compare to Tara's curvaceous body in a bar full of used up whores, was simply not going to happen.
Only Tara was a breath of fresh air in my unused chest.
Still, I have much to be grateful for. A vampire my age does not require much blood; this allowed me to dismiss the homely blood-whore after I had my fill of her dismal O positive blood. It was obvious that over the years her blood has become tainted by her poor diet and recreational drug use.
I leaned back further in my chair and closed my eyes, and all I see is her, piercing my heart with her rich brown eyes. Those lovely eyes held the same fiery spirit I'd beheld the night she burst into my life, so long ago. Every moment we shared will always remain permanently etched in my mind as I replayed what my beauty said to me tonight. She mentioned the blood bond that I had offered and how things had changed. Her words had been stained with regret. Perhaps, she had a change of heart and marriage and children is what she desires now. Because time was something I had an unlimited amount of, I knew there was always the possibility she would not want to be mine. While I can provide for her in every way and spoil her beyond her wildest dreams, a traditional marriage and offspring, I cannot give her. I am more than willing to offer her a lifelong commitment if she chooses, but not without a ritualistic 'turning' and a night spent buried underground. It was possible her sentiments were merely brought on by my own romantic fantasies. She'd left undisclosed desires in my heart for a very long time and those same yearnings haunt me to this day.
The clicking sounds of designer heels and the smell of expensive perfume tore me from my thoughts. "Yes Pam," I turn to greet my irksome child as she storms into my office uninvited.
"She misses you. She said, annoyance cascading through in her voice, "And you obviously miss her, so why aren't you two humping like rabbits?"
Normally, I counted on Pam to keep me sensible. I knew the moment I chose to make her vampire, her aptitude to see all sides of any given situation and her acute logic of survival complemented my own. Needless to say, I respected her opinion on most things. However, she didn't comprehend my unrelenting fascination with Tara. She didn't understand the complexity of my emotions whenever her name was spoken in my presence. But even I was surprised by her opinion of Tara Thornton. Still, I refused to answer her question.
Honestly, I was still reeling over the fact that Tara had just shunned me.
"Close the bar and bring my earnings for the night." I dismissed her and not a second after she left my thoughts returned to the events that reunited me with Tara.
The tip I'd been given about The Moon Goddess Coven was from the century-year-old vampire Bill Compton, Queen Sophie Ann's loyal servant. He was sent to Bon Temps to retrieve her pet.
Interestingly, Sophie's pet Hadley Hale is the half-sister of Tara's spellcasting ex Sarah Newlin. I was told Sophie's pet had rebelled and wanted to instill fear into Sophie Ann, so she told the Queen that her sister's Coven could cast a spell so powerful, she'd become a mindless slave to witches.
What I must find out if Sophie's pet was merely bluffing or is there truth in what she claimed. I always held that if the scorned witch could find a way to end me she would do so.
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