Reign of Terror: God Save the Vampire Queen: The Catacomb Chronicles, #1
By Jane Grey
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AN EPIC DARK ROMANCE LURKING BENEATH THE STREETS OF PARIS
A dark & delicious vampire romance featuring the immortal Dom queen's deeply devoted vampires, a dangerous ancient enemy, a simp who is more than he seems, and a secret that will either make or break her coven.
"There are no gods.
THERE IS ONLY ME."
Sylvia has ruled her coven alone since France's Bloody Revolution took her husband, the Vampire King. For three hundred years, Les Coven des Morts has ruled in secret, tucked away in the depths of the Paris Catacombs.
Jason has loved (and lusted after) his queen from afar for years. He knows he is not truly worthy of her attention, but deep in his blood he knows he is bound to serve her. When he finds her in the arms of another, his true nature unfolds…
The Vampire Queen has everything… including a broken heart. She hasn't loved anyone since her husband's death, but a deep-seated lust is stirring in her bones, and she's on a bloody mission to fill that empty hole at whatever cost. Three hundred years of passion need an outlet, and she's setting her sights on someone new…
Featuring her simp/sub vampires, a bossy brat queen, a jealous ex-girlfriend who longs to serve, and a menage au trois to save their coven...
LOOKING FOR MORE? BOOK ONE IS ONLY THE BEGINNING...
An ancient feud between vampire covens. A love destined since the dawn of the undead. A queen who has sworn off love and the burning desires she can no longer ignore. Sylvia and the Coven des Morts have ruled Paris from its underground catacombs for centuries, ever since the Blood Reign of Terror that took her king. Jason's undying devotion has caught her eye, but will her indulgences jeopardize the safety of her coven?
Jane Grey
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Reign of Terror - Jane Grey
REIGN OF TERROR
GOD SAVE THE VAMPIRE QUEEN
Book One of The Catacomb Chronicles
By Jane Grey
CHAPTER ONE
AWAKENING (JASON)
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A steady dripping of water finally rouses me from what feels like an eternal slumber. Before, all my human needs would have been so pressing that I would’ve leapt out of bed, rushing for the bathroom and then to work. Now, I’m content to grumble and stretch peacefully for a moment before easing off the damp dungeon floor. My old human needs are a thing of the past, thanks to Sylvia.
The idea of her makes my heart race a little. I am eternally grateful for what she has done for me. Perfect, beautiful Sylvia: I have been bound to serve her, body and soul, from the moment I was reborn.
There are five others sleeping in this same room deep within the Paris catacombs. I’m the first one awake tonight. That stirs a little something in me — my body knows I’m eager to serve.
Something else stirs in my gut. Hunger.
But I can’t eat until my queen does.
Slipping out of the square, empty stone room that serves as a bedroom for six, I can easily sense my way to Sylvia. My queen. The hallways twist and turn, but the promise of her warm brown hair, her voluptuous curves, the perfect icy gray-white of her skin leads true like a beacon.
My heart quickens, a tight knot forming in the pit of my stomach. You may not eat until your queen is satisfied. One of the many rules for Sylvia’s coven. Her denizens turn you, making you a servant to her desires, to feed and tend to her as she sees fit. There is safety and shelter in return for service — as well as the eternal pleasure of living as a vampire.
There is no second life if not for Sylvia.
I can feel her presence drawing me down the hallways towards her chambers. It’s as if she tied a string around my heart, keeping me on one end of her leash at all times. Most of the halls are lined with rows and rows of ancient skulls, a macabre labyrinth of human remains that forms our home. The catacombs of Paris are famous throughout the world and tourists flock to them daily, but the tunnels that make up our home are blocked off from outside visitors. They only go missing from tours on very rare, desperate occasions – the pickings are too easy, and it would raise too many suspicions if it happened more often.
Maxon is outside Sylvia’s chamber door, grasping a clipboard with one hand and tapping a staccato rhythm on the back with the long, pointed black nails of the other. You're the first to arrive.
Her voice is clipped. She probably only just woke up and isn’t eager to start facing the other young worker bees of Sylvia’s coven.
Sylvia’s presence on the other side of the heavy wooden door is like a slow, warm pulse echoing within. May I see her?
You know the rules.
That's all right. I'll be faster than anyone else tonight and hunt down a meal.. That's the only way I can enter her chamber: bearing fresh blood. It never hurts to ask.
One day, it might.
Maxon scribbles something down on her clipboard. She hastens me away from the door, back towards the stairs.
Maxon understands the depth of my devotion to Sylvia. Maxon is the one who chose me, after all, and presented me to Sylvia for the ritual of rebirth. Created me to live, breathe, and die for her, if necessary. It was a life I all too embraced completely.
I hustle up the worn stone stairs that lead to the streets above, my entire body buzzing. When they first turned me, drafting me into service for the most perfect vampire queen, it wasn’t by random chance. My creation was an act of fate. That singular idea pounds through my head as I emerge through a sewer grate and onto the street, bombarded by the sights and sounds of Paris above.
I am destined for Sylvia.
CHAPTER TWO
HUNT (JASON)
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At night, Paris screams with life. Every bar’s neon lights blaze so bright it’s an affront to every sense; drunken couples stumble and shriek with laughter and disgust. Groups pose for photos and film videos, televisions blare with sports scores or reality shows; a constant cycle of creation, of lives permanently linked to a universal network that never shuts off. The modern world marching on through ancient streets, in a city so old it defies their comprehension. Nothing ever truly sleeps nowadays.
Even the vampires.
My senses are heightened as I drift through the streets. Closing my eyes, I sift through the barrage of sounds and smells and sensations that washes over me. Who will be my prey tonight? Who can I bring home to please Sylvia?
The older coven members say that harvesting bodies gets more and more difficult as each year passes. Every citizen of Paris has a camera in their hand, cataloging everything around them in an endless cycle of content creation. A smash-and-grab isn’t what it used to be. At least, that’s what they say.
Those are the vampires of older generations. They aren’t used to the constant evolution of mortal humans, the rapidly changing world of technology and infrastructure and a 24-hour news cycle. Time still moves slowly for them. I can hardly blame them, though – that’s just the world they grew used to, having been turned before the Internet, before cell phones, before television. Maxon herself turned me just shy of a year ago. I think I was about to become twenty-two years old. Now, I am infinite. I am never looking back. Ahead is only Sylvia.
The details of the victim make little difference to her, a creature so ancient and elegant, so long as she is fed. But I will not stoop to bring her any street rat, any common filth like one of the lazier coven denizens. Sylvia deserves the best; Sylvia deserves my best.
A crepe stand to my right has attracted a long line of hungry customers, waiting for the hot folded mess of cheese and ham and butter to subdue their drunken stomachs. Once, I was stupid enough to think those little pleasures were the greatest life had to offer. Before I was granted the distinguished privilege of living amongst the coven. The burnt smell of old crepe batter stings my nose, and I leave for a different street: the blood of the cheap drunkard is sour, like vinegar on the tongue. Sylvia deserves better.
Maxon tells the newcomers very little when they first awaken. "You are part of a glorious world, she told me, still dizzy from the fresh venom coursing through my veins.
Sylvia honors you by welcoming her into her coven. You are one of her treasured denizens, creatures of the night. Holy harbingers of death, reapers of the undeserving."
The words still rang in my ears. "Hail the glorious news," I had whispered in return, surprised to feel the new sharpness of my canine teeth scratching my tongue. Sylvia loved each of her creatures, her creations, but I had always sensed a sadness in her. Something was missing from her life.
"She has not taken a lover in generations," one of the older vampires whispered to me one evening, during the early days of training. We dragged our victim back down to the catacombs, unconscious but still alive. Only the freshest for Sylvia. "Our devotion keeps her safe. In return, she keeps us safe in her coven."
"There is something missing," I had remarked. I knew we both felt the pull back to her, nestled safe in the heart of the catacombs, but there was something unique about my own tether. I had a sixth sense for Sylvia’s heart.
"She does not wish to