Prince of Power (Chronicles of Yavn Book 2)
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This Fight Is Personal...
Wizards and vampires have been mortal enemies since the beginning. Now Anton, son of the Wizard Master, has one last chance to steal the unique powers of the vampire king's beautiful sister, Tyra...and then kill her. But when he meets Tyra face-to-face, everything changes...
Tyra will stop at nothing to defeat the wizards, until Anton saves her life and she suddenly sees an opportunity she never could have imagined...
As the sparks ignite between them, together they could bring an end to the war that's decimating their people, but only if they can find a way to trust each other...
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found you right now?” Tyra realized that her thumb had been rubbing the same strip of scarred skin under his collarbone for longer than was strictly necessary to prove her point. A little zing of sensation made her pulse speed up. They were nearly nose to nose. Anton’s short hair was askew from the teleport. His breath came hot and fast against her mouth. “My own father stripped the skin off my body and bashed my head against a wall. And I’m willing to bet that’s nothing compared to
Thad’s muscles unwound again. “It isn’t you against everyone. I’m trying to help.” He turned over his shoulder to kiss her. “I know,” he said. Chapter 10 Tyra’s fangs sank into her flesh. Pain shot from her wrist to her elbow, and disbelief at the sight of her own blood stunned her for longer than it should have. The heavy, slow thuds of her own heart echoed loudly in the quiet of her bedroom. Ouch. She’d never bitten into her own vein, and she wasn’t holding on to another
thousands of vampires. When was that guy going to learn not to micromanage? “Yeah?” Mood broken, Tyra was already up and out of the bed. “I’m sorry, Anton. Are you too busy to talk to me? Should I kick your ass back out of my estate and let you fend for yourself among the humans and all those wizards you’ve betrayed? It’s just now mid-afternoon, probably shouldn’t have to fend off too many of them until nightfall.” Anton bared his teeth at the phone. “Gosh, I apologize, Thad.
been gone from the shelter overnight. Maybe she could make it a power nap. Thad’s shadow fell over her. He sat next to her and hooked an arm around her shoulder, pulling her sideways for a too-tight squeeze. Perhaps her baby brother was still around after all. “I was so worried about you. I’m glad you’re back, Ty.” Another quick squeeze around her shoulders and he jumped to his feet, heading for the door. “I can see that you’re exhausted. Get some rest.” She gave her best effort at
smiled broadly, and his fangs flashed in the moonlight. His body language was at ease, and she was at once comforted and confused. What did he know that she didn’t? He raised a hand, even as he ushered Tyra behind him with one arm, which made her blood simmer. He didn’t have to protect her, after all. “Good morning, everyone. Evening, Elder Grayson.” Grayson, that was it. Tyra resisted the urge to thunk her forehead in front of the crowd of restlessly shifting bodies. Xander