The Executive's Son (The Executive's Red, #3) (eBook, ePUB)
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I go by many names: half-breed, dhampir, human, and vampire. I am the result of the screwed up love between my parents. They tried to protect me, but in the end they f****n smothered me. I wanted out of the coven for a long time. I felt the darkness bubbling, and I had to choose once and for all, the identity that would define me, good or bad.But then into my life crashed, Maeve O'Riley. I couldn't handle being near her on that road, never mind her staying in the same house as me for three nights. I saw her drawings. Shit hot works of art of people f*****g, and I saw myself with her in every g...
I go by many names: half-breed, dhampir, human, and vampire. I am the result of the screwed up love between my parents. They tried to protect me, but in the end they f****n smothered me. I wanted out of the coven for a long time. I felt the darkness bubbling, and I had to choose once and for all, the identity that would define me, good or bad.
But then into my life crashed, Maeve O'Riley. I couldn't handle being near her on that road, never mind her staying in the same house as me for three nights. I saw her drawings. Shit hot works of art of people f*****g, and I saw myself with her in every goddamn picture. She's a muse. She's my muse. And she draws that darkness out in me.
To protect her from myself and others, I put my trust in the wrong vampire. A vampire who not only should be dead, but who has been orchestrating the rise of the voax since the very beginning. He doesn't want me dead. He wants me to rule. If I choose, I can have all the power in the world. But what would that power cost me?
Excerpt
Maeve
Suddenly my artistic rhythm is off the scale, like I've drawn him a thousand times over. I begin to sketch his striking eyes, using my little finger to smudge the shadow on his nose. I run my hand over my near finished work, and move down the pad so my eyes can capture him. His fraught gaze pierces right through my chest. He's ripped the breath from my body, and as I get lost in his eyes, a strange distressing image of us being torn apart, sears through my mind.
My view hazes. I know him. I've always known him. I've had paint to canvass. Chalk to board. Pencil to paper. I've touched him. Loved him. Given my f****n soul to him. Era after era. Place after place. He's caused me to bleed. He's made me smile. And he has had my heart for god knows how long. The love and pain between us now, is so familiar to me. Oh god, what is happening? I'm being regressed by my own hand. I've drawn us together so many times, loving each other over and over again. He's always been the man in my pictures.
Final installment in The Executive's Red series. Told from multiple character POV.
Author's Note: This novel is not intended for those under the age of 18. Contains graphic love scenes, violence, and language.
But then into my life crashed, Maeve O'Riley. I couldn't handle being near her on that road, never mind her staying in the same house as me for three nights. I saw her drawings. Shit hot works of art of people f*****g, and I saw myself with her in every goddamn picture. She's a muse. She's my muse. And she draws that darkness out in me.
To protect her from myself and others, I put my trust in the wrong vampire. A vampire who not only should be dead, but who has been orchestrating the rise of the voax since the very beginning. He doesn't want me dead. He wants me to rule. If I choose, I can have all the power in the world. But what would that power cost me?
Excerpt
Maeve
Suddenly my artistic rhythm is off the scale, like I've drawn him a thousand times over. I begin to sketch his striking eyes, using my little finger to smudge the shadow on his nose. I run my hand over my near finished work, and move down the pad so my eyes can capture him. His fraught gaze pierces right through my chest. He's ripped the breath from my body, and as I get lost in his eyes, a strange distressing image of us being torn apart, sears through my mind.
My view hazes. I know him. I've always known him. I've had paint to canvass. Chalk to board. Pencil to paper. I've touched him. Loved him. Given my f****n soul to him. Era after era. Place after place. He's caused me to bleed. He's made me smile. And he has had my heart for god knows how long. The love and pain between us now, is so familiar to me. Oh god, what is happening? I'm being regressed by my own hand. I've drawn us together so many times, loving each other over and over again. He's always been the man in my pictures.
Final installment in The Executive's Red series. Told from multiple character POV.
Author's Note: This novel is not intended for those under the age of 18. Contains graphic love scenes, violence, and language.
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