Résultats pour "death" dans BDSM

She calls me Hudson... But they know me as Pete. A simple man with a common name. They see the warm smile of their neighbor, not the cold eyes of a man who kills for the thrill of it and sleeps like a baby afterward.

Pain. Cold. Falling. Floating. And then, a set of emerald green eyes staring down at me. Death was supposed to be easy. It was what I’ve been longing for, what I’ve been working towards. The last thing I expected was for me to fight harder in death than I ever did in life. It’s been three months since I joined my mates in the Underworld. Three months of training my powers, my deadly affinity, with the blue-haired demon who likes to garden. But I still can’t defeat him. King Balthazar.

In New York City, a beautiful creature like Tristan Clement should not be walking the streets alone, and I'm the perfect vampire to watch his back. But what if keeping him safe isn't enough anymore? What if I want to touch? And taste? I need him. But I've never needed anyone.