I ignored him and kept walking the circle. A safe circle was a productive circle. At the four corners I cut a finger and anointed it

Placing my hands on either cheek, I tilted her face. I kissed her forehead. She was mine. I ran my thumb across her bottom lip. “Join me."

The vampire after my Primus seat stood a whole foot and a half taller than me. He glared down his nose, but like a good politician he square

“Selene.” I figured out who my mystery angel was as the world tilted to the left. She was Lucian’s wife during the Inquisition.

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