Blankenship Tainted Blood (Blood Bound Book 7)

1. Auflage 2017
ISBN: 978-88-7304-158-0
Verlag: Tektime
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: 0 - No protection

E-Book, Englisch, 306 Seiten

Making a deal with a demon is binding, even if you don't know the person is a demon. Using that to his advantage, Zachary broke the sacred rule and deliberately offered Tiara a deal. He would become her only lover until she found a true mate... which he intended on her never finding. Sealing the deal, his dark side emerges when Tiara runs from him thinking she is now on PIT's hit list because of her tainted blood. Zachary fights fire with fire when he catches her hiding within the arms of the enemy.

PUBLISHER: TEKTIME

Autoren/Hrsg.

Blankenship, Amy

Leseproben

Tiara flinched hearing his warning and without having to concentrate at all, she pulled the circle inward until it was only reaching a very small area. Craven caressed his cheek against hers, feeling her hunger vanish with his touch almost as quickly as it had spiked due to her mistake. “That’s better. Now, instead of reaching for the souls, call them to you one at a time. If they attempt to rush you without permission, pull the power back inside of you until they behave.” Tiara took a slow deep breath and reached for the nearest soul with her mind. She smiled softly when a little boy approached before the others and slipped into her body. Another appeared in front of her and vanished in the same manner. One at a time, they came forward but it wasn’t long before they began crowding closer. “Close the gate,” Craven whispered. Tiara did immediately as he instructed and the souls began to move away from them as if they had suddenly lost the path they’d been following. “You are the one in control,” Craven continued. “They must understand that or they will unintentionally tear you apart and take you with them.” Tiara turned her head to look up into his silvery blue gaze, “Thank you.” Craven nodded and traced his lips over the shell of her ear as he nudged her face forward, “Now, do it again.”       Chapter 10   Guy was pushing the gas pedal to the floor with Jason in the passenger seat holding tight to the ‘oh shit’ bar above the door. “Think you can slow down a little bit?” Jason said loudly. “Duck your head between your knees,” Guy exclaimed and took a hairpin turn at sixty miles per hour. “You’re going to kill us before we even get there!” Jason complained. Guy glared at him, “I want to get there before Tiara disappears again. If she’s gone by the time we get there, who knows when she’ll pop up again? Plus Zachary is still there… what if he blows his top?” Jason shook his head, “Whatever.” A loud bang from the driver’s side of the car made both of them jump and the car to start wobbling erratically. The bang was followed by a noise that sounded like a machine gun being fired. Guy was forced to slow down and finally limped the car over to the side of the road. “Great!” Jason exclaimed, “Now we’re being shot at for your speeding.” “Do you want to drive?” Guy demanded. “Yes, I’d love to.” Jason shot back. “Go to hell,” Guy yelled and got out of the car. “You first!” Guy slammed the door hard enough to break the glass in the window and stalked toward the back of the car. He stopped next to the rear tire and Jason craned his neck just in time to see Guy participate in some kind of angry war dance in the middle of the street. Jason undid his seatbelt and opened the door to get out. “What’s got you doing the modern version of freestyle?” “The damn tire’s flat!” Guy yelled and ran up to it, kicking as hard as he could. His face scrunched up in pain and he bent over a little bit, lifting his foot off the ground. “Well, breaking your toe isn’t going to help,” Jason smirked. “That wasn’t my intention,” Guy said through clenched teeth. “Well, use your magic to fix it!” Jason exclaimed in a voice a few octaves higher than normal. Guy gave Jason an incredulous look, “I don’t have a spell to fix a flat tire you moron… I’ve never even heard of one.” “Then what good are you?” Jason demanded. “Hey, I’m the one who found the spell to locate Tiara,” Guy shot back. Jason leaned over the trunk of the car toward him, “That’s great but doesn’t mean shit if you can’t get us there.” Guy shook his head. “Lift up the car,” he ordered while kneeling down next to the tire. “I’m not that strong,” Jason growled. Guy ran a hand over his face, “Then get the damn jack out of the trunk of the car.” Jason glowered at him, “I need the keys.” Guy’s glare intensified and Jason grumbled while going back to the front seat to get the keys out of the ignition. Once he had the trunk open, he got the jack and handed it to Guy then looked back inside with a frown on his face. Guy stood up after he got the tire off and flung it across the street. “Now give me the tire,” Guy demanded. “What tire?” Jason asked. “For the love of… the one in the trunk you idiot!” “What tire? There isn’t one there!” Jason yelled back. Guy limped around to the back of the car, and pushing Jason aside he pulled up the carpet lining of the trunk bed and stared in horror… no tire. Everything went quiet with the exception of a few bugs chirping before the imminent explosion occurred. “SON OF A BITCH!” Guy screamed then glared at Jason. “This is your fault.” “My fault?” Jason yelled back. “How could it be my fault?” “I don’t know.” Guy yelled in frustration then slammed the trunk closed. Without another word he started walking down the street. “Where are you going?” Jason asked. “Where do you think? We have to get there somehow.” Jason shrugged and walked after him, quickly catching up due to the limp. “I still think you were driving too fast,” Jason said. “Jason?” Guy said kindly, “I may not have a spell to fix a flat tire but I do have one that will make you mute… indefinitely.” They continued on for a while in silence before Jason spoke again. “Really, you can do that?” Guy looked over at him and started laughing, “Idgit.”   *****   Carley glanced over at Zachary. They had been watching Tiara for over an hour now and thankfully Zachary hadn't so much as flinched. The only indication of his mood had been the way the muscles in his jaw jumped from time to time due to gritting his teeth. She was proud of him for not making his move the same moment Craven had backed off of Tiara. She returned her gaze to Tiara who was now walking ever so slowly through the graveyard. She noted that Craven had leaned against a statue, simply watching her practice. She’d also been looking for Nighthawk, but so far hadn’t seen him anywhere. Carley sighed knowing the Indian could be right beside her and she’d never know it. Craven could feel the souls watching him instead of the necromancer who was here to save them and he knew it was time for him to leave. He’d also been able to sense the phoenix since their arrival and was curious about what he would do. So far he’d done nothing but Craven could literally feel the tension coming from the other man. “He thinks we do not know he is here,” Craven said softly. “The phoenix is not a threat to her,” Nighthawk appeared behind Craven. “I’m sure he’s not… with you protecting her,” Craven murmured as he slowly faded from sight. Nighthawk didn’t bother to respond to Craven’s statement. It didn’t matter if he was there to protect her or not… the phoenix posed no threat. If anything, Nighthawk knew the phoenix would protect her just as fiercely as he did. However, what Craven could not sense was the bond that had been forged between the little one and her phoenix. Due to the telepathic link between them, Nighthawk had accidentally discovered it. That would be another lesson he would have to teach her… to block her mind from being read by an enemy with the potential to do so. He looked out at Tiara and tilted his head to the side, watching the moonlight play with her long silver hair. She exhumed an unearthly beauty and the moon only served to enhance it. He was aware that even in the sunlight she glowed, and that made her appear very attractive to any demon or human, especially those with less than pure intentions. The phoenix would be smart to guard her well… for her hunger would summon many. Carley had glanced back at Craven wondering when he was going to leave. Her eyes widened when she saw Nighthawk standing in the shadow of the statue speaking to Craven. She couldn’t tell what he was saying but smiled in satisfaction when Craven spoke once more before disappearing into the darkness. Nighthawk’s eyes met hers from a distance, startling her, and then he too vanished from sight. Carley quickly checked to see if Zachary had noticed the Indian but found his attention was still focused on Tiara who had traveled further away. She hoped Nighthawk would not interfere when Zachary decided to approach Tiara. “Word to the wise flameboy, only fools rush in,” she whispered then slipped back and out of sight. Zachary glanced back at Craven only to see the demon was no longer standing where he had been. Slowly standing up to get a better view of the area, he searched the graveyard and waited to see if he could locate Craven’s movements. Turning full circle, he noted that Carley had also disappeared on him… he was fine with that. Zachary took a step and plummeted off the side of the monolith, landing in a soft crouch. Tiara continued walking through the cemetery with an expression of deep concentration on her face. She’d been focusing so hard on keeping her necromancy in a tight circle around her that she didn’t realize right away she was only aware of things within a couple feet of her. Souls that were sitting atop their headstones as she walked by would suddenly look up as if they hadn't noticed her until her necromancy reached them. She expanded her awareness wanting to take it...