No Regard by Carolyn Barber (e book reader free txt) 📖

out of love for her, it was more of an obsession to him. It was as if someone had stolen his '68 Convertible Corvette in front of his eyes. He wanted it back. Most of the vamps had offered what they could to help him retrieve his mate. They sympathized with him, understanding how he must feel being over-powered and having his mate taken from him. Each night that passed, fewer fellow vampires approached him. He made his way to the bar and had difficulty in getting the bartender's attention. His frustration growing he angrily slammed his fist down on the bar, finally the bartender made eye-contact. "Loaded "O" positive" he growled. The bar tender served him without saying a word and went back to his business. As Ty turned and looked around him, it seemed like everyone had their back to him. He saw Red and a woman that looked vaugely familiar talking and laughing at the other end of the bar. He watched them for a while, noticing that not once had Red look over at him. He was intentionally being ignored by Red. "Circus freak!" Ty mumbled to himself as he looked around the dance floor hoping something interesting would grab his attention. He saw Chantel dancing with a vamp he didn't recognize, she looked over at him, seeing that he was watching her. She wrapped her arms around the man and engaged in a long exotic kiss. She glanced back to Ty and sneered at him, as if to tell him she had found something better. "Fuck this place!" Ty said outl oud and left Hell's Pit in a huff. Once he was out of the building he vaped into the night and was gone.

With anger and a bad attitude fueling him, he found himself in Central Park hungry for a kill. The park was vast, but there was always easy pickings. Any time of night people could be found there. The loaded concoction gave him incredible energy, awareness and boosted his already keen eye-sight and hearing. It wasn't long before he had his target.

A gang consisting of four punks were tagging a bridge in a dimly lit area of the park. He watched and observed, no one else was around, the opportunity for a strike had made itself known. For a novice vamp to take on four people was risky, but he welcomed a challenge. He calmly walked towards the gang as if he were out for some late-night stroll. The hood-rat's heard the intruder and turned to him, "Hey holmes, isn't it a little past your bedtime?" one of the four spoke out. Ty didn't respond, he just kept walking towards them. "Hey muther-fucker, someone asked you a question!" another one said. Again he didn't respond and stopped as the four circled him. His iris's had already turned black and his fangs were exposed. The young men could now see something wasn't right with this guy. "What the fuck is with your teeth man? What are you one of those vampire posers?" one punk said. " Hey Dracula, you vanna suck our blood homey?" another said mocking him. They moved around him like buzzards circling the dead. He heard the sound of a switchblade knife being whipped open. "You want blood muther-fucker, I'll give you some blood" said the punk with the blade as he quickly lunged for Ty. In one swift motion he grabbed the punk's wrist with one hand, abruptly stopping the knife an inch away from piercing his heart. A slight smile came over Ty's face. With his other hand he slowly took the switchblade out of the guys hand. In a flash he twisted the punks arm behind his back and plunged the knife deep into his ribs. He let out a fatal moan and dropped to the ground. One down, three to go. Another attacked, attempting to throw a roundhouse kick to Ty's head. He caught the leg in mid air, snapping the knee forward as though it were a twig, the punk laid on the ground, writhing in pain. Two were left standing, one jumped on his back getting a choke-hold on him, as the other tried to attack him from the front. Ty bit into the guys arm, he shrieked in pain and released his hold as Ty reached over grabbing him by his shoulders and flipped him over his head into the air, while he simultaneously kicked the one in front of him sending him flying backwards, the two colliding with each other, both of them spilling to the ground. One got up and ran, the other tried to get up without success, Ty looked over to the one with the broken leg who was still coherent, but in agonizing pain. "Hey homey! You're going to love this!" he said excitedly as he knelt down to the punk who had jump on his back and violently bit a chunk out of the hood-rat's throat. "What the fuck are you?" the guy with the broken leg screamed. Two down,two to go. Ty didn't bother sucking blood, he wasn't there to feed. He just wanted to kill. "I'm just some guy posing as a vampire up past my bedtime" Ty said in a nonchalant tone. "Hey, I'll be right back, I think your buddy may have gotten lost, don't worry though, I'll find him!" Ty said to him as he vaped right before the hoodlum's tear filled eyes.

The one that had ran off, didn't get too far. He kept looking behind him, to see if he was being chased. Hoping that he had gotten away, he slowed down to catch his breath. He looked behind him as he still was moving forward, just as he turned to look ahead, he plowed into Ty. His eyes widened as Ty without hesitation, grabbed him by the shirt with one hand, bit into his neck, ripped out his jugular and spit it into his face. Ty picked him up and carried him back to his friend, throwing his dead, limp body to the ground in front of him. His friend looked at the gruesome bloody sight. Three down, one to go. Ty smiled, "See, I told you I'd find him!. He looked up at Ty, accepting his fate, "Well, what the hell are you waiting for you piece of sh..." his final words becoming an unfinished question as Ty finished him off. 

Chapter 36: My Patient Teacher

Just as I had set the bell down Adam appeared at the foot of my bed wearing nothing but his pajama bottoms. "Is something wrong Sil?" he asked sounding concerned. "No, nothing's wrong, I was just wondering what you were doing?" I replied knowing it was a silly question. Adam smiled, "I was just getting ready for bed, why?" he asked curiously. His muscular chest, abs and arms completely distracting me, I didn't answer right away. "Sil? Hellooo? Are you in there?" he asked waving his hand between us to get my attention. 'Oh, yeah, I'm here, sorry, I was just thinking..." I said almost forgetting why I called him here in the first place. "Love, are you going to tell me what's going on in that pretty little head of yours or do I have to use telepathy on you to find out?" he chuckled. "Can you do that?" I asked in earnest. "Yes, I can on certain people, but it's very draining" he answered. "Well, that's why I wanted to talk to you, I was hoping you could give me a crash course in Vamp 101. I want you to train me to become an "vampire elite" like you" I said excitedly. "It would be my pleasure to teach you everything I know. I was taught by the best, so I feel confident that I could train you well. But you would have to commit yourself to my training and do exactly what I say, none of that head-strong Silvia stuff. You must learn submission in order to learn dominance. Do you think you could handle that?" he said in a serious tone. "Absolutely one-hundred percent! When can we start?" I asked with enthusiasm. "We can start right now! Your first lesson is obedience. Kiss me" he said, giving me a direct order.

Pulling back the comforter, I slowly climbed across the bed like a cat stalking it's prey, keeping eye contact with him. I raised to my knees, wrapped my arms around his neck, and pulled him to me. I closed my eyes and kissed him deep and long. He wrapped his arms around me, picked me up and held me tightly as we locked ourselves in a kiss. He slowly guided us down to the bed, lying partially on top of me. My hands roamed over his body, exploring the muscles on his back and arms, the definition and firmness tantalizing my senses. He was beautiful, not just his physical attributes, but more importantly, his heart. There wasn't anything about him that didn't love me. I wanted to feel that kind of love towards him, I wanted to, but something was holding me back.

He explored the softness of my skin and the shape of my curves. Our lips parted for a moment, "Silvie, you're so beautiful, I love you so much" he said tenderly. "I was just thinking the same about you Adam" I said as I looked deep into his eyes. "You don't love me enough yet Silvie, not yet, but you will and I'm waiting for you until I have your complete love, you do understand don't you?" Adam said somewhat sadly. I nodded my head affirming I understood. He climbed of the bed and walked around to my side. He pulled the comforter up, under my chin, tucking me in nice and snug and kissed my forehead. "We'll pick-up on training tomorrow and afterward I'll take you on another date if you'd like, sound good?" he asked. "That sounds perfect, I can't wait, Good-night Adam, I love you" I said looking up at him and smiling. "Good-night beautiful, I love you, sweet dreams" he said as he brushed my cheek gently with his hand and then he was gone.

Chapter 37: Unsettled Business

I laid in bed thinking about what Adam had said about me not loving him enough yet, I knew he was right. He wanted the kind of love between us that doesn't fade or tarnish. He wanted the kind of love that never dies. The passion between us was clearly