A Match Made in Hell (Book 5 in The Dream Series)

#amwriting A Match Made in Hell (Book 5 in The Dream Series) - the final installment I hope!

Just a tiny #snippet

“Cassandra, my beautiful, beautiful Cassandra. I have loved you for an eternity already, since the beginning of time, even before time itself began, it seems. I could not imagine my life without you in it. You ARE my life, my whole existence, I am nothing without you. I cannot think of the future without you by my side. Such a world does not exist for me.”

 

Ok - here is a tiny bit bigger snippet! (Contains spoilers if you have not read The Chosen One yet) 

Alexi looked at the scene before him. His son was alive. His mother was alive. No thanks to him. He felt as if someone had punched a hole in his chest and ripped out his heart. How could he have been so stupid? How could he have let that witch control him like that? If it hadn’t been for Chloe….he shuddered as he thought about what could have happened if not for his young sire.

He ran his hand through his hair and turned away. He couldn’t bear to think of what could have happened, had his whole universe ended this night. He’d been in some sort of trance, had a dagger in his hand ready to plunge into his beloved son. He could still hear Cassandra’s screams ringing in his ears, something he doubted he would ever be able to totally shake. How did Chloe know that Nana was possessed by Elizabeth? What the hell were Sebastian and Maria doing here – weren’t they both dead? More importantly, was Sebastian – his nemesis – suddenly on his side now after spending God knows how many years trying to ruin him? These were questions he would need answers to, but not right now.

It was because of Sebastian that Cassandra had lost her dearest friend and because of him that he almost lost the love of his life. He felt the hatred and anger rising within him and had this overwhelming urge to rip Sebastian’s head off his overly muscular body. But he could not blame everything on the other vampire. A lot of the blame fell firmly at his own two feet. It was all too overwhelming and the emotion was suddenly impossible to contain.

He walked out into the room where Cassie and the other women had been chanting earlier. Already the tears were beginning to well in his eyes and he knew that the dam was about ready to burst. The pain was unbearable and his shoulders shook with the force of his sobs. Not that long ago he thought he had lost his beloved Cassandra and tonight he had almost taken the life of his only child.

How could he have been such a gullible scapegoat? Was he that easy to manipulate? He needed to get a grip on his senses and learn to trust his wife’s instincts more. Cassandra had warned him about her dreams and he now knew they were indeed premonitions. How was he going to protect his son, the precious Chosen One, if he could be used so easily as a puppet in his planned demise? He was suddenly aware of a presence behind him and spun around, fully transformed into a menacing vampire, teeth bared and eyes blazing.

He let out a low growl when he saw that it was Sebastian who had followed him into the room. He eyed the other man menacingly, ready to pounce and take his chances against the much bigger vampire. Sebastian held up his hands and shook his head.

“Whoa tiger, I am here to help!”

“To help who? Me or Elizabeth and her minions – of which, I thought you were one?” Alexi snarled.

 

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