Taken by The Hunger: A Blood Thirst Novel (Book 1) Paranormal Romance/Dark Fantasy
By Harnet Spade
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When Emmaley wakes up not knowing who she is, or who's the mysteriously handsome man in front of her she knows she's in a whole lot of trouble. The hunger she feels towards Darius is instantaneous and all consuming, but the fear that he is keeping her past from her while keeping her captive drives her to search for the truth. What she finds is so startling and frightening making her question everything he's told her, and her feelings for a man who she believes would tell her anything to keep her. Fighting her desire for Darius she is caught between a war fought for love, hunger, need, betrayal, and ultimately vengeance amongst the two men who would do anything to possess her.
Emmaley demands to be set free, but instead finds herself taken, tortured, and mated to a Vampire King. Unwilling to forget Darius she learns to accept who she is, in order, to shape her own destiny, find the truth of who she will become, and realize the knowledge she is most scared of... that eternity hardens even the kindest of souls. Will her soul survive, or will she turn into the beast both men seek to find?
This eBook is an erotica novel which contains BDSM and explicit sexual content.
Harnet Spade
To truly love something is to never give up on it in spite of the struggles. Everyone finds it in different things. I've been blessed enough to have found it in my family and my writing.-Harnet Spade
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Taken by The Hunger - Harnet Spade
Taken By the Hunger
The Blood Thirst Affair- Book 1
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A Blood Thirst Affair Series Novel
By: Harnet Spade
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Table of Contents
Introduction
Chapter 1: Whine and Dine
Chapter 2: We are all Roaming Lost Souls
Chapter 3: For Whom Does your Heart Beat?
Chapter 4: Love at Death’s Corner
Chapter 5: Lucid Need of Mine
Chapter 6: Kiss Me One Last Time Before I Kill You
Chapter 7: Your Memories are Slaying Me
Chapter 8: Lick Away my Tears While I Carve out Your Heart
Chapter 9: Are you Ready for Me Because I’m Coming for You
Chapter 10: You Can’t Outrun Fate
Chapter 11: Awakening of the Beast
Chapter 12: He Who Trades his Heart is Gambling Away his Soul
Chapter 13: Drink Me Out of My Misery
Chapter 14: Fear me, Need me, but Don’t Ever Leave Me
Chapter 15: Will you Wait for me Outside the Gates of Heaven?
Chapter 16: Who’s Your Master
Chapter 17: Pain is the Brand that Binds
Chapter 18: Lifeline into Heaven or Hell?
Chapter 19: Your Innocence is Lost on Me
Chapter 20: If I Can’t Have Your Blood then Pour Me Some Whiskey
Chapter 21: I'm Willing to Take the Blame...Just Stay
Introduction
"Eva, I’ll find you. I always do. I will search relentlessly until I find you. If you leave now… pray- I don’t because nothing will save you from me then; no gods, not your father, fear, love, hate… nothing! No army will keep you from me. You will never be done with me because even now I see the hunger you’re trying to suppress. It fills this cave. You’re running scared, but I don’t care. This time you’ll show me what I’ve been looking for, no more regrets with you." -Darius Draco’s speech to Emmaley Ladon
Dedication
For Lazaro, my everything, whose love and support have made my dreams into a reality,
And
My beautiful children Ashley & Audrey because their smiles have lightened even my darkest days.
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Thanks to my family for their unwavering support, and to my two girls, Ash & Avy, for the wonderful cover.
Chapter 1: Whine and Dine
I felt numb as a light drizzle started falling gently kissing my bare shoulders while shivers racked my body. There I stood, on an empty gravel road freezing thanks to my favorite CK black sleeveless dress with the lace up back waiting for Kimmy to pay the cab fare and exit the cab. She’s hurrying because no one can know we’ve left the mansion.
Through the car’s window, I stare at Kimmy as she reaches into her purse for her wallet. Then… I notice my reflection, and realize I hardly recognize the person looking back. My light blond hair which usually falls to my waist, in soft curls, is swept up into a loose off the side bun. Gone is the usual brightness of my light, summer sky, blue eyes- what Kimmy likes to refer to them as because she’s said the color is beautiful- peaceful.
Now in their place are emotionless blank eyes done in a black, violet smoky eye. I have a small face with a small nose, my eyes and lips drawing most of the attention. I’m 5’5 and weigh 122 pounds. Kimmy makes me workout, so I am fit. She says I have amazing breasts. She also says I need to learn to accept what god has given me and embrace it, use it, and then maybe I'd be playing a whole different ballgame. I smile... just remembering because maybe she’s right. She’s a B cup and I’m a CC. I’d trade for her breasts any day. She’s 5’8
looking so sophisticated when in truth she’s a killing machine. I should know her combat style workouts are a death trap every time. When she’s not kicking my ass she’s the sweetest girl, so sweet always giving me compliments because I think she’s the one who looks amazing.
She is like the sister I don't have, but wish I did and the complete opposite of me. Pin straight black hair with honey hazel eyes and tanned skin- emphasizing the beautiful color of her eyes and hair. Kimmy says the men of the world are lucky I am locked up most of the time because otherwise they’d be a dead species. I know she’s referring to… Darius.
Darius is the reason I am in the mood I’m in, why the reflection in the glass window is so devoid of emotion. I know what awaits me tomorrow morning when I walk into his lab. I’m so close to breaking point… that sterile lab which looks like something out of a Sci-Fi film with all the state of the art technologies, is my rage against the machine. I get strapped in, feeling cold... alone... waiting for him to sedate me. Just thinking about it, about him in there… us so close together while he runs his tests, probes me, searches through my memories- stealing my past.
I can’t take much more.
I have to find a way out.
As Kimmy shuts the door, I mask my feelings, turn, and start walking towards the mansion... it pains me deeply to take these steps, almost like I'm walking towards my doom. Kimmy speaks most of the way while I add small bits of conversation here and there. I remind myself to smile making sure it reaches my eyes and even pull her hair lightly when the conversation turns naughty... it always does with her. She has a one track mind when she is out, teaching me to be flirtatious. She is telling me about some really handsome guy she met tonight. Listening to Kimmy, I consider everything around me that could later become useful.
How I detest being wet and cold, my mind whispers, and I know it has to do with a memory I’ve suppressed.
The night is unbearably cold, but the fog that surrounds us just makes everything worse. I have unnaturally good eyesight in the dark, but even the fog bothers me. It doesn’t help matters that I rushed out of the club leaving behind my black leather jacket. If I wasn’t as cold and miserable as I now felt, I would be beating myself over rushing out and forgetting the jacket. It had sentimental value… a gift from someone who’s been long gone.
Concentrating my thoughts on what I need to do, I start scoping my surroundings. When I soon realize there isn’t anything out of the ordinary, and noting the best plan of escape is at the club, my mind returns to the dilemma of the lost jacket.
Kimmy is paid to be my confidant, best friend, and shadow. She is the only body guard assigned to me who actually speaks freely with me. If I was being fair I’d admit I knew she had grown into the part, and she truly cared for me. Noticing I’m cold, she asks about the jacket, and that’s when I tell her I left it back at the club. She immediately promises she will get the jacket back because she and the night club owner are good friends. Probably someone she slept with.
So she calls him up, gets him on the phone, and tells him to save it- she is personally going to pick up my last memento of Jeffery tomorrow. Jeffery… God, why couldn’t I have you by my side instead of a stupid jacket to remember you by? So many thoughts invading my mind, while listening to her, I hold back the tears and wait for her to end the call.
Although I project an exterior of calm boredom, she knows something isn’t right, after all… it is in her training to pick up on the little things. I give her no explanations and surprisingly enough she doesn’t hunt for answers. That’s when I realize she must have known about Jeffery because I could see understanding illuminate her face- I too have learned to pick up on the details that give people away.
Now as I walk, I try my hardest to push him out of my mind with the mundane task of concentrating on saving the black five inch silver studded Louboutin heels I received as a Christmas present from Kimmy who’d obsessed over them months before purchasing. As it turns out, she bought two pairs- one for her and my surprise pair.
I feel the heels digging deep into the stones while I suffer in silence about a past I can’t undo, so I repeat tonight’s mantra over and over; please let this horrid night finally be over, because I can’t seem to shake the uneasy feeling that’s crawled under my skin along with the cold.
The frigid wind blows against my face when I cut Kimmy off on whatever conversational path she has ventured up, Hey Kimmy was it really necessary to tell the cab to drop us off this far from home, especially in this weather? I can barely see a foot in front of me and these heels are my favorite. They’re ruined!
As I look up, I realize I can’t make out the moon behind the slate forbidding clouds closing in on us. God… this night can’t possibly get any worse, I bitterly think.
Stop whining Emma,
she responds, you wanted to go out and have fun for once, trying to enjoy yourself like a regular person does, remember? It’s time to woman up and take these minor unpleasantries as they may come.
I give her a sour look, bite my freezing lips to keep my teeth from chattering, and think to myself easy for second in command of security to say… she of course was used to all the unpleasantries
.
Unpleasantries huh, well I’ll be borrowing your pair of heels from now on, and... if you’ll notice unpleasantries is all I seem to be taking, so I think I’m entitled to some complaining.
She ignores me, something she and most of all Darius do, with great ease, when the subject gets uncomfortable. You know it’s no easy mission getting you out of the house undiscovered.
Her night on the contrary has been stellar, and maybe I am a little jealous because she has prepared for this weather by wearing black combat boots with her red slinky dress which I may add barely covers her ass, but manages to cover most of her upper body protecting her against the harsh wind. I on the other hand, suffer with numb toes traveling the overgrown path next to the gravel road that leads up to the mansion in my favorite pair of heels that I am slowly but surely ruining by awkwardly trying to keep my balance, and sourly think, surely I’d catch my death tonight.
I look at Kimmy as she presses back her black shoulder length hair, picks it up, and ties it into a ponytail. I can’t hate you more than I do this moment, looking all gorgeous in this weather after meeting an incredibly handsome stranger.
I tell her and she smiles her sad smile knowing that I lied, she knows the medical tests and treatment I receive every two weeks is when I hate most.
And my hate never extended to Kimmy, it was limited to other things; I hated not knowing what was being done to me as I lay sedated for whatever treatments
were done to me by Darius. I was vulnerable, and there was nothing I hated more than vulnerability. I trusted Darius, but after being taken, and not remembering everything… it made the treatments or any loss of awareness very difficult.
I knew the injections were necessary to keep me alive, but honestly sometimes I just thought I had reached my limit. I was always shadowed by some guard, mostly Kamila a.k.a. Kimmy, and then there was the always present Darius. Darius was Kimmy’s boss, the man in charge of the armed compound I was caged in, and I just couldn’t get used to how good looking he was.
He was 6’ 5" in a perfect package of solid lean muscle; his face was strikingly rugged with piercing storm blue eyes and brows drawn in an expression that said you don’t want to fuck with me because if you do you will only live long enough to regret it in an intrinsic way. His skin was pale with beautifully tight veins working their way up his arms into his long thick neck, contrasting exquisitely against his golden brown hair that if left long would loosely curl. I knew this because this was how he looked in my dreams.
Unfortunately, in reality he had a military buzz cut that only emphasized the lethal stealth in which he so coldheartedly executed everything, everyone. Even me nowadays, I’d made him livid with my decisions throughout the past ten months. He wanted me, wanted us to work, and I pushed us so far apart I don’t think anything ever would bring us back together.
Missing him now more than ever, I remember his features. I pretend he’s right before me, something I like to do a lot now. His eyes are the deep blue of a storming sky. The man is a storm himself. The last time we were together he swept me in and... as always... nearly destroyed the both of us. I needed this distance for my own sanity, but one look at him, and I am lost. If I give in, he would be all I desired and needed, and I couldn’t give someone so much power over me. No matter how painfully beautiful he was, or how great the sex would be. And it would be super nova great. This man knows how to move, how to put all that strength and passion to good use- and did I forget to mention he looked like a Greek warrior statue of ancient times come to life.
He was so good looking, in fact, I usually tended to run in the opposite direction when he was near. I was scared… that… and our past always got in the way. A past that made sure I trampled upon whatever feelings would surface because if I was being honest with myself… I didn’t need him as a constant burn in my heart, or my mind. I was a liability to us both when I was near him.
I saw his every intention, need, and desire as a new means of torturing me in some way, and I sure as hell didn’t have a care if I was being unfair because I blamed him. I blamed us both for so much. I knew I needed to stay as far away from him as our situation allowed.
I just hoped there was… no there had to be more to life than the sheltered torturous life I was imprisoned to and Kimmy was going to get me there.
I was taking my time, planning… this time my desperation wouldn’t be a hazard because devastation had beaten into me the hard lesson of patience. My armor would be my memories because they were returning and they were filling me with weapons and strength I didn’t know I owned.
Darius, if they knew. Everyone, was so blind to what he was- who he was. He was in control of my destiny. It was he who always made sure my cage was forged tight with metal, baring no weakness. He thought to use Kimmy as leverage to get me submissive, well I found rust in my iron cage and it was Kimmy.
Kimmy had just given me a look that showed just how much she sympathized with me; although, she wouldn’t admit it because according to her I had to prepare for a hard life outside the mansion walls. I thought her