Accession

Years

h other down, just before one of them dies. I strummed my guitar lazily, my hooded stare dar

. The rest of us grew weary of the back and forth long ag

ry jack*ss, we got along swimmingly. But, that was another life and there was

ans were bad news. We'd been around the block a few times and were experts in the business. There was no need to have a d*mn

ith the times and stay abreast of societal changes. To

ll in our business when we had our own personal jack of all trades. Granted, our youngest brother's hatred of humankind ran bone deep, rendering h

nt that was going to be my downfall and directed my eyes at the door. My canines elongated and my mouth flooded with warm saliva. I'd walked

truly love. Sadly, he might as well have been dead. He lived only in my memories. Memphis f*ck

, I knew I was going to lose control. I was going to take his vein in a bout of bloodlust and Anthony was not likely t

rned from the dark and broody fare we were known for, to a lighter, suspenseful and anticipatory sound. Kade notice

dumb*ss was falling in love. I'd strongly warned him against that very thing and explained it could never be more than it was: an occasional nightcap and a good

red, but otherw

away and thrust it into the hands of one of the crew who'd followed him into the

difference. Even though I did not need a male to fix anything for me-certainly not a

nee in front of m

extent, and he knew what might harm a normal person had no effect on me. Unless, of course

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e long bangs that concealed my right eye. His eyes darted ac

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's nothing more than a litt

art asking questions and I was going to have a bigger problem than I a

ane barked. "T

ad monster glaring in our direction. I had to give it to him. Anthony knew when to r

roat and clapped his hands together

s to the concrete floor. Tugging his fingerless white gloves from his b