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First published July 7, 2015
He appeared to be in his mid-thirties. He wore a full beard and a pocket watch that made Anne wonder if he still reminisced fondly over the late nineteenth century. The rest of his clothes seemed designed to distract. His glasses were likely an affectation—she’d never met an eye problem that immortality didn’t cure—but they suited him. His waist-coat was blood-red velvet, and he wore a worn tweed jacket over it. Dark plaid trousers and black motorcycle boots rounded out the look.
Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.
—The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
WHEN SHE DREAMED, she dreamed of death and madness. Of the deep and of forgotten things. The moon shone full through the water, and the drifting weeds surrounded her as she stared into the night sky.
The water enveloped her. The pulse of the current took her and she drifted deeper.
Past the edge of land.
Beyond the silken brush of reeds.
She sank past the touch of moonlight, where the chill of the water crept into her bones and settled her soul.
But the hunger…
The ever-present gnaw in her belly, like the ache of a newborn, stalked her.
In the cradle of darkness, she bit down and drank her own blood.



Former mated and lovers, they have been apart for over 70 years and now find themselves together again and unable to keep the strong feelings they have for each other below the surface.![]()
I adored Patrick & Anne together. The love for each other was palpable and it was a joy to see them find each other again….![]()
A love story of second chances, redemption, betrayal, mystery, romance, humor, family that takes you deeper into the vampire world struggling to finding the secrets of the Elixir drug that could have devastating consequences to both vampire and human lives filled with intrigue and politics.![]()
“You seduced me when you were young and reckless. But now? You could conquer me completely if I let my guard down. I’d have no chance.”
“Does that scare you?”
“Yes.”
His eyes softened. “Don’t be scared.”
“I’m a bastard who has no claim over you, and it doesn’t matter because I want you. I want to keep you. I want to bite you. I want to make love to you every night. I want to have you to confide in. I want to make you laugh. Mostly I want to be your world again. Because the last time I felt alive was when I was inside you.”
Anne whispered, “You realize that’s highly dysfunctional, don’t you?”
“Yes, and I don’t care.”
“Love is messy, but it’s worth it. It’s worth fighting for.”
“Who gave you permission to speak, Murphy?” Jetta asked. “This is Terry’s summit.”
“I suppose that’s true,” Terry said, “But I’m fucking pissed off at all of you, so I decided I’d let him talk.”
“And with that gracious introduction,” Murphy continued, “I’ll proceed.”
…He watched her walk away. Gemma and Carwyn were silent. Brigid was glaring.
“What?” he asked them, sipping his drink.
“What was that?” Brigid said.
“I’m not going to explain myself to you lot.”
Carwyn craned his neck around to shoot a pointed look at Anne’s retreating figure. “Maybe you should. Just to practice.”