Ember
I knew the minute he barged into my father’s office I was in trouble.
It was evident in the way his flinty, coal black gaze raked over my body.
The way my body instantly reacted to the challenge in his eyes horrified me.
He was the president of the Immortal Descendants, barbaric, merciless.
His presence is wreaking havoc on my senses.
He makes me want to submit to him.
Destroyed by the truth about my father, I’m incapable of fighting him off.
No matter how many times I run, he always finds me.
Priest
I hate her, I swear I do.
She’s nothing more than a manipulative, beguiling succubus.
I’ll expose her for what she truly is and ruin everything innocent about her.
I won’t stop until she submits to me, on her knees.
Whatever good she thinks she sees in me, she’s wrong.
She doesn’t know that my soul is tainted, my heart nonexistent.
She’s thawing my frozen heart.
I have to eliminate her before she destroys me.
