Luc and Rafe aren’t the only ones who want Bree. The gypsy tries to steal her, and then a friend from her past calls to say that her father is missing. Bree decides that in order to protect the ones she cares about she’ll have to confront her past and deal with her monsters.
Rafe and Luc follow Bree to protect her but are furious and leave when she shares her dark secret. It’s then that she realizes her true feelings for them. Will Luc, Rafe, and Bree be able to accept the secrets and save themselves from curses, witches, and gypsy magic to spend Eternity together?
in her sweats and socks, but that was it. She tried to pick up one of the blankets from the bed, but she couldn’t lift it. She tried and tried, but it slipped through her hands. The room looked odd, like it was missing something. What is going on? Bree wondered if she was actually awake or just dreaming. Everything felt so real. The scent of burning wood and some kind of incense filled the air. There was a fire burning in the fireplace, but no heat emanated from it.
Bree rubbed her arms to try to warm up and searched the room for something else to wrap herself in. She was about to open what appeared to be a cupboard of some sort when a door opened behind one of the hanging scarves. A gust of wind blew in as the scarves parted and a female stepped into the room.
Bree held her breath and pushed back against the wall in an attempt to make herself as small and invisible as possible. The woman kept walking straight toward her. As the woman came further into the lantern-lit room, Bree was able to see her face. Fucking hell. I don’t believe it. It’s the gypsy from the party. How did I get here? What did this bitch do to me?
Bree tensed, ready to do what she could to escape as the gypsy woman approached. But
instead of seeing Bree, she walked right through her. Whoa, now that was
wrong. She walked through me? What the fuck? Am I dead?
While Bree was trying to figure out what was going on, the gypsy quickly turned and
looked around the room. It was as if she sensed Bree was there, even if she
couldn’t see her.
“Vhere are you? I know you are here somevhere. Show yourself.”Luminista spun around and
reached out into the air. Bree knew she was looking for her. How is any of
this even possible? I don’t think I’m crazy so I must be dreaming. Will someone
please wake me up?
Luminista looked the same as she had at the party once she left Roger’s body dead on the
floor and disappeared. Bree watched the six-hundred-year-old woman move about
the room. Finally she stopped a hairsbreadth from Bree. She seemed to be looking
right at her. “Girl, vhat are you doing here? How did you find me?”
Bree held her breath. She hoped that she’d be sucked out of the room and back to her
couch. But time seemed to stand still while the gypsy stood there and closed her
eyes. Bree was freaked out and fascinated at the same time. The gypsy’s lips
began to move, and she started chanting in some language Bree couldn’t
understand. Fuck. This can’t be good. Bree hoped this was a dream more
fervently than anything she had wanted in a long time. Please, please, let me
be in my own house and not here.
The gypsy’s eyes popped open and stared directly at her. Bree knew this time she
could see her. Luminista grabbed a hold of Bree’s shoulder and dragged her into
the light in the center of the room. “I knew it vas you. How did you get
“I have no fucking clue.” Bree practically spat the words at her.“But trust me, I’d
rather not be here any more than you want me here. I should kill you myself for
what you did to my friends.”
Luminista cackled. “You have no idea vhat you have gotten yourself involved in. But I vill
tell you. Do you know vhy you vere able to find me?”
“Maybe because I own a bitch detector?”
The words had barely left her mouth when Luminista slapped her hard across her face.
“You vill not talk to me like that. Tramp. You are von of us. You vill need to
“You’re fucking crazy. I don’t even know what you want or why you showed up at the club.
You’re just some old crone who crashed the party and hurt and killed a bunch of
people. I’m sure the police would love to get their hands on you.” Bree was
disappointed when the gypsy only laughed at her outburst.
“Gregor, come here. Ve have a guest.”
Bree looked at the doorway and saw a man come in. He was tall, with brown hair that
curled wildly around his head. He had a full matted beard. The closer he got to
Bree, the more she noticed how filthy he was. She tried to back up, but
Luminista held on tightly to her arm.
“Vhere did she come from?”
“Remember I told you I felt a presence tonight?”
“Yes, my Queen.”
“She must be the von. There is no other explanation.”
Bree tried to pull out of her grasp. “Let me go.” But the more Bree struggled, the
tighter the woman held on. Bree couldn’t understand how someone so old and
decrepit-looking was so strong. Chalk it up to one more thing that doesn’t
“No, I think not, girl. You vill be taught our vays, and then you vill help us kill