Night after night, the same man ensnares Meg in dreams that swiftly become more comforting than reality itself. A profound love blossoms for this enigmatic stranger, drawing her relentlessly into these fantasies. Yet, each waking moment cruelly robs Meg of the romance her dream companion offers nightly. As Meg's reali...
It's never possible to run from your past. Sooner or later you have to turn and face it, either to fight the monsters that wait there or to submit and fall beneath their claws. As a reincarnated Master vampire I should've expected that to be tough. However, as my memories of my past had been tampered with and hidden...
You said I'm playing a god's game, but you should be more concerned about playing a monster's. That's a game I'll win... I would go to Beorn to save Conn's cohort; a cohort I'd never asked to be part of. I hadn't asked for any of it. I'd wanted my husband, his child, to live and die a mortal life in a time which was a...
Let me tell you what it was to be made vampire. It wasn't birth. Birth implies pushing, tearing forth into the light, screaming. Becoming immortal was to be pulled, to be tugged irrevocably into darkness, and it was silent. I should have fought, any person should fight, but my mind had been filled with a hazy calm wh...