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Bloody Reign

Throughout the small towns and countryside of Romania, young women have been mysteriously disappearing without a trace. Ember Woods, a tenacious, determined woman is hired on with a group of vampire hunters to investigate the disappearances. When all the signs point to Count Donovan Reign, a stunning and enigmatic man of power, Ember is sent into the belly of the beast to stay with the Count under the guise of a traveling journalist in hopes of getting an undercover view of the workings of Count Reign. As Ember grows closer to Donovan, she also finds herself drawn nearer to the truth of the mysterious Count. She becomes torn between the dominating attraction that is growing between them and her determination to destroy the monster responsible for the missing women. In a dangerous game of cat and mouse, Ember is forced to play her part when she finds herself in the sight of a predator who not only yearns for her heart but her blood as well. *** “Eager, are we?” he asked teasingly, as he let her guide him onto the bed. “Tell me, Miss Woods, what is it that you would like me to do?” “Donovan,” Ember moaned, as he pulled her body to his. “Please, touch me.” Donovan chuckled softly as he ran his fingers down the skin of her arms, then trailed up her belly, between her breasts, before finally up the skin of her neck. “As you wish,” he whispered. Bloody Reign is created by Tiffany Nyx, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Tiffany Nyx · Fantasy
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50 Chs

Chapter 32: Dracula

<p>Two long days had passed on their journey to Transylvania and most of it had passed in silence. Aside from Ember telling Donovan when she needed to eat or relieve herself, she stayed curled up in the seat, watching the scenery pass during the evening.&nbsp;</p>

<p>Throughout the day, the curtains remained shut and Donovan spent that time resting.&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>

<p>It was dusk on the second day on the road and Ember was rousing from a nap. When she opened her eyes, she looked over at Donovan as she had hundreds of times before. His eyes were still shut and he seemed to be resting.&nbsp;</p>

<p>She couldn&rsquo;t help but be fascinated by the peaceful look on his face. The usually guarded tension between his eyes and taught jaw were both softened. It made her want to reach out and run her fingers along his cheek. She yearned to see the same kind of peace in his eyes.</p>