by E. M. Knight
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Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
EPILOGUE
The End
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THE VAMPIRE GIFT 9: A TASTE OF CRIMSON
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The Vampire Gift 1: Wards of Night
The Vampire Gift 2: Kingdom of Ash
The Vampire Gift 3: Throne of Dust
The Vampire Gift 4: Darkness Rising
The Vampire Gift 5: Whispers of Evil
The Vampire Gift 6: Secrets of Hope
The Vampire Gift 7: Prophecies of Light
The Vampire Gift 8: Shadows of Mist
The Vampire Gift 9: A Taste of Crimson
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The Vampire Gift 9: A Taste of Crimson
E.M. Knight
2019.
Haven Publishing, Limited.
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Book Description
The Vampire Gift 9: A Taste of Crimson
The old Queen has awakened.
Yet, she is cowed. Eleira, the Forsaken Sisters at her side, needs Morgan's expertise to defend the coven. Can her one-time nemesis be brought into alliance, no matter how fragile, for the good of The Haven?
Or will their seething hatred for each other come roaring back?
Elsewhere, Logan's accord with the Black Sorceress is paying off. He is ready to collect the demon army needed to devastate The Haven, thus putting the wheels of prophesy to motion.
Yet the taint of Blood Magic runs deep. Phillip, Raul, and their father—all have been touched by it. Logan's insanity grows with his strength, making him ever-more reckless, ever-more dangerous.
The biggest threat, of course, lies with Cierra. Her vision for the world involves only fire, chaos, and death. When the next full moon rises, she will be unleashed... and none will be safe from her wrath
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Chapter One
April
New York
I stand in the back of a long, dark alley in Manhattan, feeling the milling masses of humans all around me.
Their smell fills my lungs. The blood, the sweat, the grime, the dirt. The disgusting, repulsive stink of the massive sewer system underground—the excrement of such a huge population.
Smithson is on his knees to my side, feasting greedily on his fifth victim of the night. The bodies he’s already drained of blood are piled up behind him. They will be burned before the night is over, in a special room in The Order’s building, and the ashes thrown to the wind.
No trace of these humans will ever be found.
Paolo is out there, somewhere, amongst all these people. I do not yet trust myself enough to go. If I drink in a populated area, I am afraid the blood lust will take over, and I won’t be able to stop myself from killing and killing and killing and gorging on the limitless blood available.
So I stay huddled here, refusing to enter the fray, waiting for Paolo to bring me back at least one criminal— a murderer—I can feed on.
Maybe it’s stupid, but I still feel a sort of affinity for these humans. Even though my instincts tell me they are nothing but sheep to be slaughtered, I can’t yet shake the feeling that killing them is wrong. I was of their kind not so very long ago, after all.
I still have sympathy for them.
So, I’d asked Paolo to find the most vile human he could, someone who has needlessly killed, someone who has raped, so that I could at least hold solace in the fact that I rid the human world of lecherous trash.
My right hand grips the side of the dumpster beside me. Smithson is feeding without making a sound, but even so the smell of fresh blood from his human is oh-so-tempting. I wish he didn’t feed so near me, seemingly oblivious to my moral struggle.
The vampire hierarchy prevents me from speaking out against it or making any sort of complaint.
So, I hold on to that dumpster tightly and look out into the night, watching the stream of people pass from my little vantage point. None are aware of how close they walk to death.
I hear Smithson finish up and look over in time to see him toss the body away. He wipes his lips with the back of his hand and smiles at me.
“You don’t know what you’re missing.” He struts to my side. “Go feed, April. I’ll be your guardian. If you lose control, I’ll pull you out of there.” He looks up at the sky, light pollution blocking the stars. “I told you these blocks are safe for us. You are protected here by The Order.”
“Small amount of good that protection did you,” I mutter, “having the obsidian stores relocated.”
“Aw.” He looks at me with pity. “You’re worried about James. Well, you mustn’t fret. We have what we need—” he pulls the turtle torrial out of his coat pocket, “—and now we can go retrieve the obsidian without running into any trouble.”
“What about the slender man? The one you said impersonated you. Who is he, what is he?”
“A brother in spirit. A lone wanderer. A lone wolf. I’ve come across him once before. I’ve stood face-to-face. We spoke, briefly, and he impressed me with his knowledge of my organization.”
“You implied that he could pass for you.”
“Oh, yes,” Smithson says. “The slender man can pass for anyone. He is able to use the Elemental Forces to manipulate his face. He can wear a mask to look like anybody else.”
“He sounds dangerous,” I say.
“That is why I have this torrial,” Smithson replies, tucking it away. “Precautions are needed for our looming encounter.”
“You think we’re going to run into him?” I ask, trying to distract myself from the tantalizing smell of blood.
“I am certain of it. He impersonated me and had the obsidian transferred to a remote facility. I wouldn’t be surprised if the men guarding it are all dead. He set this up specifically to meet me. I have no doubt.”
“How can you be so unconcerned about it all?” I ask. “Doesn’t it trouble you that someone could infiltrate your post so easily?”
“Yes, of course it does.” He smiles. “But at the same time, it does not. It only happened through my own carelessness. I took my eyes off the affairs of The Order while I was working on a greater purpose. If you recall, I was Captain Commander of your former coven for some time.”
I wrap my arms around myself and suppress a shiver.
“Yes, I know all about that,” I answer.
At that moment, I feel a pull and look over in the direction of the opening to the street. Paolo’s presence is getting close, suddenly distinguishable amongst all the other bodies.
I square my shoulders to the entrance but keep my arms crossed.
“Oh,” Smithson says, as he also notices the approach. “Your savior is back.”
A few seconds later, Paolo appears. At his side is a tall, radiant woman in a red dress. He has a hand on her arm. To any casual observer, the touch would look innocent, but I can tell that he has her locked to him with an unbreakable grip.
“Well, isn’t this interesting?” Smithson murmurs. “Who do we have here?”
Paolo walks close to us, and then shoves the woman forward. She stumbles for a few steps, but then catches her balance and regains her poise.
I take a deep breath. She is fully human but completely unafraid.
I find that very odd. I know from my time around vampires that simply being in their presence triggers an instinctual dread in the mortal. Even when I shared James’s bed, as a human, I had to constantly fight through the fear always present within me.
The woman looks me over once, and then completely dismisses me. I feel a tinge of irritation at that. She picks out Smithson as the leader and addresses him.
Her voice is soft, yet strong and confident. She speaks in the tone of a lover.
“You and your little crew,” she coos, “have made a tremendous mistake. Right now, there are men out there searching for me. They will find us soon. When they do…” she looks at her nails, “…the end won’t be pretty for you.”
Smithson considers the veiled threat. Then, he looks past her at Paolo. “Who is this, and where did you find her?”
“She was in a little building by the docks,” he answers. “Surrounded by guards, but it was not hard to sneak by them and get her out.”
The woman smiles over her shoulder at him. “I made it easy for you, didn’t I?”
Paolo acknowledges that with a grunt. “She did not fight or scream for help, for what it’s worth.”
“That’s because I find this whole thing so fascinating,” she tells us. “Who, I wonder, would be brave enough to kidnap me? What did they want? How much of a ransom would they demand?” She gives a light laugh. “How much would Daddy pay?”
I exchange looks with Paolo. “This is who you brought for me?” I say, so softly that the woman will not be able to hear.
He shrugs and answers in a normal voice. “It is what you asked for.”
Smithson walks up to the woman until they are nearly nose-to-nose. She looks back into his eyes with nary any fright.
I have never seen a human so calm and collected before.
“How long do we have,” he whispers, “before your men find us?”
“Five minutes,” she states, very matter-of-fact. “How you treat me in the interim will determine whether you leave the encounter dead or alive.”
“Hmm.” Smithson smirks. “Is that so, Mrs…?”
“Miss,” she corrects. “And please, don’t play games. Let’s not pretend you don’t know exactly who I am.”
Smithson glances down at her lips, which are painted a lurid red to match her dress.
“Let’s say,” he says softly, “for the sake of argument, that I don’t.”
“Then your man has made a grave mistake, and that mistake will cost all of you your
lives.”
“Somehow…” Smithson says, wrapping an arm around her lower back and tugging her into him, “…I think not.”
And without warning, he crouches down and leaps up, propelling him and her high into the sky to land on the rooftop nearly seven stories up.
“Shit,” Paolo curses and leaps up after them.
I’m not as strong as either of the other vampires. I know I can’t jump that high in a single bound. So instead, I quickly scale the wall.
I reach the rooftop to find a spectacular scene. The woman is clinging on to Smithson and laughing, positively laughing, in full delight.
“That was…” she licks her lips, trying to catch her breath. “Incredible! Exhilarating! What a great trick! Tell me, how’d you do it?” She sweeps a hand over Smithson’s head. “I don’t see any wires. There must be some kind of tech exoskeleton attached to your legs, mustn’t it, that gives you power like that?”
She moves to touch his thigh, but he swats her hand away and pushes off.
She harrumphs. “Fine. You don’t have to tell me. Keep your secrets. They won’t be of much use to you when you’re all dead, anyway.”
Smithson rolls his head from shoulder to shoulder, faking a bemused expression. “You really think you’re going to be found—or saved?” He holds out his hand. “Cell phone, please.”
The woman gives it up without complaint. He takes it, and, in a show of effortless strength, crushes it with one hand.
That finally catches her attention. She blinks.
