Sibyl paced the floor of her shop.  She was clearly agitated.  Louella was completely out of control.  After seeing her at the mercy of Valkyr, Sybil had gone home and put great thought into what to do. What the vampire was doing wasn’t right.  Louella wasn’t an ordinary female.  She was the daughter of the Lord of Darkness.After relaying to him what she found when she visited the vampire’s club, she asked for permission to rescue Louella.  It was granted on the condition that Louella be replaced by another female to continue supplying the vampires with their precious milk as it seemed to be keeping them in a state of complacency where he need not worry about the messes they tended to thoughtlessly create with their bloodlust and he was forced to clean up. There were times when he rued the day that he agreed to allow the vampires access to his planet and longed to send them packing, but doing so could potentially c

Davina’s head slammed against the side of the cart as the wheel passed through a deep rut in the dirt road leading to the clearing that was called the witch’s circle. It was an open space in the forest where they burned women suspected of practicing magic.  Frustration consumed her when she tried to reach up to comfort her head and discovered that her wrists were bound together and then tied to a ring that was secured in the side of the cart.  Her feet were also bound.Her mouth and throat were dry and felt as if she’d swallowed something coarse, like sand.  She struggled to bring her eyes into focus while she tried to remember how and why she was in this situation.  The last thing she could recall was forcing down a sufficient amount of the stew the earl had served her and Theo so that they wouldn’t offend him or have to admit that they’d already filled their bellies on a scrumptious meal less than an hour earlier in the cave

Louella stopped outside of Valkyr’s club to collect herself before entering.  Seeing the vampire who’d figured out a way to keep her breasts producing the milk they coveted and held her captive for months while he shared her with his two goons who joined him in drinking not just her milk, but also her blood before he seeded her womb with his brat was the last thing she wanted to do, but there was no choice. If she was to keep in good favor with her father, it was necessary to maintain amicable relations with the vampires.Valkyr had made a formal complaint to the dark lord that his daughter was ignoring him. He questioned the well-being of his unborn child while complaining that, according to vampire law, she was now his bride and it was necessary that she perform her wifely duties for him.  While Damianfound it utterly amusing, she was outraged.She was about to knock on the door when it swung open and she found herself face to face with

Valkyr stared out of the window at the starless night.  He was waiting for Louella to visit him again.  She’d come by almost every day that week and he was growing accustomed to her visits.  So much so that he actually looked forward to them.He was both disturbed and confused to discover that he was capable of attachment of the sort he felt for her.  True, she was no mere mundane, but she was also not a vampire.  She was a witch and witches were a dangerous lot for a vampire to associate with.  Had he realized she was more than a mere mundane when she came to him smelling of magic milk, he would have sent her on her way; milk be damned.  His saving grace was the fact that she was sired by the dark lord and he wanted to start a line of offspring with both dark lord and vampire genetics.  Otherwise, he was sure she would have killed him and his two men as soon as her magic ignited.She’d tasted his blood on more than o

Dr Sally Morgenstern handed the vile containing the potion that Freya gave to her the night before. “They didn’t want you to take this until I’d had the chance to examine you one more time.  It will be the better part of an hour before it takes effect, so I suggest you drink it immediately.”Davina accepted the petite bottle with shaky hands.“Are you alright?” the doctor asked with concern.“I dread having to do this,” Davina replied.  “She’s my sister, after all.”“That would be the easy and simple explanation, but it’s not the factual one.”Davina nodded. “I know, but I’ve thought of her as my sister since the day I was born.” She uncapped the vile and tossed the liquid down in one gulp.  With a twisted expression that displayed her dislike for thetaste, she said,  “That’s nasty.”The doctor c