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“Oh, did that hurt?” A whisper-soft laugh “Naughty irl has to feed”

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It worried her a little that she didn’t hesitate, but this woman, who now screamed because it was her own flesh on the line, had tortured her Who the fk was anyone else to say ouldthat bullet in Valeria sure as hell did “I’ain would this pathetic creature stalk her in her nightmares

“See if you can find the invitation” Dmitri rose to his feet “Valeria and I need to talk in private”

Holstering her weapon, she turned to hih And from what Valeria had done to her, her expertise in certain kinds of pain, Honor knew she was far from the vampire’s first victim

A lazy smile that made the hairs on the back of her neck rise “Trustwas that she did Perhaps that e the fact of it Leaving hi and atte to cajole a man Honor knew no female wiles would ever influence, she strode out and up the stairs

The theh the rest of the house, the artwork on the walls displayed in fraold, but tastefully so, the runners handmade in tones that didn’t break the flow of the decor, an exquisitely carvedstaircase to the second level The bedroom boasted a massive four-poster bed of dark ith curtains tied neatly back at the corners The sheets were finest Egyptian cotton, tu wake-up

It was as she was opening the bedside drawer that the first screah-pitched that Honor couldn’t i to Valeria Pity stirred within her, but she set her jaw and kept going Because if Din to give in to their darkest lusts and the world would turn bloodred

There

The invitation was a silver card folded in half

Ennui is such a bore, is it not, Valeria? Words written in black ink in a graceful hand that could’ve been either male or female I have an entertainment that should satisfy even your jaded appetites