Only he was too strong. Too fast. Not a lycan, my ass! He lifted her off her feet, one steel-muscled arm wrapped around her waist. She kicked, landing several solid blows, but it did no good. He didn’t slow, didn’t even grunt from the sharp dig of her boot heels. He was too tall, too big… too mal...
But bad was the small, spiked metal ball her fingers found embedded in the rubber—and worse was the truck, its headlights on bright, pulling off the two-lane highway and onto the shoulder twenty yards behind her Jeep. The tire iron in her hands rattled against the one lug nut she'd had time to cr...
At some point, he’d knelt down as far as the chains allowed, so cold metal bit into my knees from my straddling him, but I didn’t care. Everything still tingled too much for me to focus on the lack of comfortable surroundings. “I don’t want to move . . . ever,” I managed. ...
“Are there spiders in here? I hate spiders.” “In an underground cave nearly half a mile long? No, not a one.” The look Tyler threw me said he didn’t appreciate the sarcasm, but what did he expect? Rats seemed to avoid vampires with the same innate aversion other scavengers showed predators higher...
Once we reached the outskirts of the metropolitan area, we dropped down at the back of a two-story church. It was well after midnight, so no lights were on inside. All the noise from the surrounding buildings made it impossible to discern if it was empty, though. It might ...