Dark Heirloom (An Ema Marx Novel Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Inside my head, a tiny invisible hammer pounded against my brain. I pressed my fingers to my temples, hoping to soothe the headache. A ferocious growl rattled the window, followed by the crashing of wood, and gruff voices shouting in Finnish. Without looking, I knew Jalmari and Jesu were in the room, fighting. I didn’t care what they were fighting about. I just wished they would shut up. I groaned and rolled onto my side. Had I fallen asleep? Was that possible? I didn’t think vampyres could sleep. One of the guys smashed into the wall near the bed, jerking the frame. I sat up and shaded my eyes with a hand. Jalmari and Jesu went at each other like two pit bulls over a bone. Jesu had been the one thrown against the wall, but he quickly doubled back and lurched after his brother. He didn’t stand a chance, though. Every time he got close, Jalmari phased and flew across the room, untouchable. They had destroyed every piece of furniture in the room.
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