Of Blood and Desire: The Chronicles of the Eylones, #2

By Anna Santos

Violet is a deadly huntress and sorceress who has waited for a long time to have her revenge and punish her vampire sire, Ewan. In an undercover mission, she gets close to him by pretending to be someone else. 
Meanwhile, the black widows—an evolution of the vampires with psychic powers—are becoming a problem for the secret organization she works for.
The enchantress needs to use all her tricks to get closer to Ewan and gain his trust. But the more time she spends with him, the more she understands that she might not be that immune to his charms. Worse, Ewan seems changed—different from the coldhearted bastard that she remembered. Still, her emotional connection with her sorcerer master becomes stronger every day.
Fighting against old feelings and trying to deal with the new ones, Violet finds herself being the object of desire of two dominant males who will do anything to win her heart. Still, the sorceress has a job to do and Ewan might be the one with the final piece to find the Vampire Creator and stop his evil plan.
With time running out, Violet needs to decide if she wants to let go of her past and embrace her new immortal and powerful self or fall into old habits and give up on everything that she accomplished so far.


Read the epic conclusion to this sexy Urban Fantasy story with powerful beings born to fight the vampires and a story of redemption and healing that will leave you breathless and begging for more. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Crystal Palace Publishing
• Release date: Nov 26, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386901105

Anna Santos

Anna Santos is a Bestselling Author with her paranormal romance story: "Soul-Mate". Meanwhile, she has authored and published another standalone paranormal romance named "Punishing Her Vampire Master".  She likes to write steamy and happily ever after romances with magical and complex characters. All her books feature clever, witty, and strong heroines and dominant males who either get what they want or get what they deserve. She's currently in the process of editing the second book in the series of the Immortal Love so it can be published in 2016. She's also in the middle of writing the third book in the same series.  You can find her at: Website: http://annesaint90.wix.com/annasantosauthor Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AnnaSantosAuthor Twitter: https://twitter.com/AnneSaint90 Instagram: https://instagram.com/annasantosauthor Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/user/show/23301866-anna-santos

Book preview

Chapter One

THE TRAINING FACILITY was empty since it was still early in America compared to Europe. After a long night of patrolling, the hunters were still sleeping.

Still feeling a tad light-headed, I went to the women’s locker-room to wash my face and drink some water. For a moment, I stood there watching my reflection in the mirror. I looked tired and sick just like any human girl. That was confusing, but I was betting it was because of all the side effects Galvin kept reminding me that would happen with the final transformation. If the excruciating pain that I had to endure wasn’t enough, every time I had to submit to the blood treatment, now I had to experience nausea, headaches, and oily skin.

I needed to eat something with sugar or chocolate. Chocolate would be nice. There was a vending machine somewhere. We had humans and werewolves training with us—they needed to eat. If I had American currency with me, it would be super. I remembered that I might have some coins in my locker.

Armed with four dollars, I strolled down the corridor, looking for the vending machine. Hearing voices, I halted. I was not as alone as I thought. I sharpened my senses, trying to figure out where the others were.

I followed the sound to the men’s locker room. It was on the opposite side of the corridor, and I was going to completely ignore it and move on with my life when I heard Galvin’s name being mentioned.

Galvin is old and rusty, a guy’s voice said in a mocking tone. Or maybe he’s just too busy thinking about Violet.

If you want to keep your teeth, you better not talk about her, Galvin menaced.

Even if the first rude comment coming from the guy’s mouth had annoyed me, Galvin’s reply had put a smile on my lips. Leaning against the wall, I decided to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Someone is in a bad mood today, another guy’s voice was heard.

That one was familiar to me, it was Cyan. Not my favorite teammate in the world since he was too cocky and manwhore for his own good.

Is the honeymoon period over?

Things are great between Violet and me. Now just get dressed guys. We are on patrol tonight.

Well, I shouldn’t be here, Cyan complained. I had to entertain Anastasia last night, and she was in a terrible mood.

I frowned at his obscure words but kept listening.

Apparently, her brother is falling for a gold-digger, and he was planning to declare his love to her, last night. I’m guessing that Violet was persuasive in tricking that idiot and making him believe she’s someone else.

Yes, Violet always knows what she’s doing, Galvin mumbled. However, I could comprehend that he was annoyed by Cyan bringing up the subject.

Another male spoke. I don’t know what you are complaining about, Cyan. You always say that Anastasia gives you the most amazing blowjobs when she is stressing.

She does. The chick is fucking crazy and paranoid. Plus, she has a crazy obsession with her so-called brother, but, man, does she know how to use her tongue and lips!

Maybe her daddy taught her that, the other guy joked.

They both chuckled.

Or maybe it was her mommy, Cyan teased back.

All I heard then was a smacking sound of a fist against someone’s skull, and a body being slammed against the wall.

Galvin! He was joking, he wasn’t even talking about Violet, the guy urged Galvin to calm down.

I could only guess that Galvin had punched Cyan and was choking him against the wall.

I was talking about her real mom. Anastasia said that her real mom was a whore, Cyan explained, in a strangled voice.

Moments after, he shouted, What the fuck! Can’t anyone tell a joke around here? I know Violet has you whipped. But, dude, she is probably right now on her knees sucking his dick, so if you want to punch someone, punch the right guy..

Dude, do you have a death wish? the other guy asked.

You caught me off guard the first time, sorcerer. But I can handle you if you don’t use one of your tricks, Cyan said. Face it, she’s a whore.

By the time they were exchanging their pleasantries, I had already entered their locker room. I wanted them to know that I was there, just to see the look on Cyan’s face and because I had to stop Galvin before he killed the douchebag.

You will watch your mouth! You won’t talk about Violet in such a way! Galvin was pissed, and the other guy was having a hard time holding him back. First, because she’s your superior around here. Second, she’s stronger, smarter, and faster than you. She can kick your ass. In fact, she has already done that several times. Third, because she is mine, and if you ever say that again about her, I will incinerate you to ashes, and I don’t care if your daddy gets annoyed about it. I promise you that it’s the last fucking thing that comes out of your dirty mouth.

Cyan was frozen in place, staring at the big, dangerous sorcerer threatening his life. He was probably pissing in his pants.

Now, apologize, Galvin ordered.

I cleared my throat to signal my presence.

Galvin glared back, rage still burning inside his eyes.

The other unknown guy released him and looked at me, rubbing his hands on his jeans.

Cyan turned his gaze to me and recoiled against the wall once our eyes met.

Hi! I smiled at them, using a relaxed tone.

Galvin’s eyes softened in mine. He was breathtaking and a perfect gentleman, defending my honor. It was almost amusing, but not quite. Cyan’s sexist comments about me pissed me off. Still, it was endearing to have Galvin so protective of me.

Trailing to my side, Galvin probed, What are you doing here?

I was bored, I explained with a shrug taking a seat on a bench.

I aimed my gaze at Cyan. So, I’m a whore, huh? I paused before querying, And what are you? The King of the man-whores? For what I know, I continued, relaxing on the bench and holding my hands on the sides, whores are paid for their trouble and can’t pick who they want to fuck. Last time I checked, I just sleep with guys that I feel like. Or are you just pissed because I rejected you? Sneering, I pointed at him from head to toes.

It wasn’t that Cyan wasn’t good-looking, he was. But he was also despicable and a womanizer. Also, he thought he was irresistible to any woman.

That’s because you would rather play with boys than real men, he retorted, rather than be offended by my words.

Baby, I was playing with men long before you even wore diapers, I reminded him.

I looked at Galvin, who was focused on me, and smiled as I rubbed my foot against his leg to calm him down.

Shut up, before I turn you into a frog, I warned Cyan, glaring at him when he was about to open his mouth.

He shut it rather fast, and I got up, motioning Galvin to follow me. He did and left Cyan to his embarrassment while the other guy burst into laughter.

Shut up, or I’ll smack you, Cyan threatened.

Dude, you are so out of your league. She’s too hot and too smart for you, the guy mocked him.

All I heard next was a locker being slammed. Then, I ignored the rest.

Who is the new guy?

Nathan, Jeremy’s son, Galvin answered.

He’s a good kid. He stopped you from killing Cyan.

He’s strong, Galvin agreed. Is everything okay with you? You look pale.

I waved my hand in dismissal with his attempt to divert the subject. So, I’m yours.

He stopped walking and ruffled his hair. You are my girlfriend, aren’t you?

I turned to watch him. Yes. I puckered my lips. Does that mean you are mine.

His husky voice caressed my lips. Only yours.

I smiled and pecked his lips. You’re sexy when you are this confident.

Turning around, I strolled down the corridor and left him behind.

Violet. Where are you doing here? he asked, following me. Did something happen?

I was feeling nauseated. I didn’t know where else to go. I’m hungry, and I’m looking for the vending machine, I explained.

I would tell him about my conversation with Ewan once we were alone and away from prying ears.

Nauseated, he repeated, grabbing my shoulder and making me stop. What do you mean?

I mean that a few moments ago I wanted to throw up.

We should see the doctor. Come with me, he requested with a stern face.

Releasing me from his hold, I motioned for him to relax. Calm down. I’m not dying, and I’m already feeling better. I just need to eat.

Then, after you eat, you will see the doctor, he stated as if I had no other option.

Moving closer, he hugged me by the waist, making me lean back in his arms and stare up. His ‘I-love-you-so-much’ face replaced his stern face.

I gulped. He looked extremely attractive when he did that. But I didn’t let him kiss me as he intended. Instead, I hugged him and placed my cheek against his chest, feeling the safety of his hug and feeling like the biggest idiot in the world.

I’ve missed you since this morning, he mumbled. I noticed that you had a hard time to fall asleep.

I was worried.

Do you have to leave soon?

No, I have the whole afternoon free. Can I stay here with you?

He kissed my forehead. Of course, darling. Let’s go to my office. You look tired. I’ll get you something to eat while you rest. Okay?

My lips curled into a smile. You know that’s impossible not to like you when you are caring towards me, right?

He hugged me tighter and caressed the back of my head. Why wouldn’t I be caring towards you. I love you, and you are the most precious thing to me in this world.

I sighed with happiness and inhaled his spicy scent. Being with him was the best remedy to make me feel better.

Chapter Two

THERE’S NOTHING BETTER to recover from a bad day than laying down in bed, eating ice cream and watching silly romantic movies with your boyfriend. I was learning that rather quickly since I had never tasted ice cream before, and I was enjoying having an indulging and caring lover like Galvin.

I was finding myself needy and perfectly happy with just curling up in bed, laying my head on Galvin’s chest and watching TV while sucking my spoon with ice cream. Too bad the bed belonged to the clinic facilities, which was attached to the training facilities. After the doctor had taken my blood, we were left alone to cuddle.

Are you going to tell me why you don’t want to go home? Galvin interrupted the silence.

He kept cuddling my hair.

Nestling my nose against his chest, I mumbled, I’ve missed you. Let me stay here a bit longer with you.

He smelled good and fresh, his heartbeat was regular, and I wanted to fall asleep there.

I know you, Vi. There is something wrong with you.

I was just hungry.

You can tell me anything. Even if it’s about Ewan.

I puckered my lips and put the spoon inside the ice cream bucket.

Sitting up, I turned to face him. I don’t know if I should get worried or simply confused.

What do you mean? He moved, and the bed shook with his weight.

Ewan told me he loves me.

Galvin clenched his teeth and narrowed his eyes. We’ve talked about this. Ewan needs to pretend to be in love with his prey. His part of his act to conquer rich women and steal their fortune.

I nodded. I understand, but there’s something different. He seems as if he genuinely loved Violet. I mean me. You understand. I moved closer. He told me that his life was over when I died.

Playing the grieving widow is also part of his act, Galvin muttered.

I looked down and scratched the kilt with my nail.

Galvin’s hand grabbed mine, and I looked at him. You know I love you, don’t you?

I nodded.

"Whatever happens in the future,