Markus Black’s passion has been his work and building his empire…nothing will stand in the way of his goal…until he’s hit by a mysterious Thirst and his life begins to unravel. Then it hits…a tantalizing scent that takes his breath away and has his heart thudding in his chest like a jackhammer.
He craves the owner of this scent like nothing he’s felt before. He must have her. Must find her…and he’ll do whatever it takes to make her his. When he finds out she’s a Witch on the run, Markus realises things are going to be harder than he first thought.
Rachel Jones is fleeing for her life…a Vampire proclaiming his love wasn’t on the agenda, especially when she’s been brought up to despise them. Rachel can’t deny the pull towards him…but will it be the death of both of them?
The hunt is on, the battle fierce…only the strong survive a Vampire’s Thirst.
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“The spell I used is not going to work forever, so we need to get going. If this is a trick, I’ll kill you.” There was no smile, but he didn’t smell any fear, either.
“I promise you, the only thing I want to do is protect you.” In his mind, he wished he could say, “Tasting, sucking and feeding from you is what I desire the most.”
Without waiting for her to change her mind, he scooped her into his arms, grabbed the bag and ran, faster than he had ever moved before. He knew Floyd would be at the agreed rendezvous. When he looked down, her eyes were tightly closed. He could see her mouth moving, but no sound was coming out.
He felt nothing but pride. Even though he didn’t want to admit to, or discuss anything about, a blood-mate, secretly it made his chest swell with pride. Once they arrived, he set her down at the door.
“You can go on through; you’ll be safe here,” he told her as he leaned down closer to smell her. He was aware that this would look weird, but he couldn’t help that; his body was so drawn to her that he craved her scent.
“Where are we?” she asked, looking around. He watched her closely, not wanting to alarm her with his intensity.
“It’s safe, and I left a trail for your aunts. Please go inside, it’s for you, baby.” The ‘baby’ part was out of his mouth before he stopped to think. He usually never said sweet things to a woman, but a romantic side was surfacing when he was around Rachel.
Her eyes widened, and then she relaxed. She looked down, and reached out to touch the ring he wore on his left hand. As he watched her gazing at it, he wondered what she was thinking.
“That’s a unique ring,” she said. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”
He never talked about his father’s ring. It was heavy silver, carved with ancient designs, set with a black onyx stone. Back when he had first become a vampire, and Ida Grace was teaching him about his new life, the first thing she had said was that he must let go of all reminders of his human life before his change. Her explanation had been valid, but he hadn’t cared, so he told her it was a ring he had found on the street. He had never spoken of it again, but now Rachel was admiring the ring.
She turned, opened the door and walked in, and he watched her closely, wanting her to be pleased with the accommodations he had arranged for her. Slowly she walked further in, still not speaking.
“The fridge is stocked with everything; this house is bigger than you would think, with all the bells and whistles.” He stayed close to her, inhaling her intoxicating scent.
“So, no one is going to find me here? Please explain how” When she faced him, it was almost enough to knock him off his feet. His thirst came upon him as never before, and he felt his fangs emerging. He walked to the bar and poured himself a drink.
After downing three full glasses of whiskey, he was able to speak. “This place used to be my home, but just so you can ease your mind, it’s been spelled to be invisible to anyone whose name is not on the list.” He pointed to a list of names on the wall next to the door.
“So you placed my name on the list?”
“Yes, and I’ll add your aunts, but you still haven’t said anything about the place. Do you need anything?”
She finally set her bag on the floor and walked to the bar, pouring herself a stiff shot of tequila. He could tell she was worried. He wanted her to feel safe.
“Are you leaving?” she asked, without meeting his eyes.
“No, I want to stay with you. Unless you want me to leave.”
“No, stay with me. I don’t like being alone.”
She walked over to the sofa and took a seat, and he followed her. He sat as close as possible to her, almost touching.
Ida Grace walked in, smiling.
“Floyd said you found your blood-mate, but I didn’t believe him until now.”