Donnerstag, 16. Februar 2012

Was ist mit Nick passiert er macht jagd auf Jimmy !

Nick ist ein Mensch, der im selben Polizeirevier arbeitet wie Jonah. Er ist ein ehemaliger Kollege von Butch.
Nick kommt aus dem Urlaub ist verändert,hat kleine Visionen von Omega und weis das er herausfinden muss wo O´Neal ist.Seine beste Spur ist Jimmy der Undercover bei der Menschenpolizei eingeschleust wurde um sich um Jonah zukümmern.Nick weis das Jimmy ein Halb Symphath und Vampir ist aber er weis auch er muss es für sich behalten muss sonst wird er wieder unerträgliche Schmerzen haben,eher würde er sich selber umbringen und in die Hölle kommen.

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Dienstag, 14. Februar 2012

Es ist Valentinstaaaaaaaag

Es ist Valentinstag bei den Black Dagger - Vampires, deshalb hat sich unser lieber Admin2 überlegt, Herzchen im Forum regnen zu lassen. 
Wie feiern die Brüder mit ihren Shellans den 14.Februar? Wir dürfen gespannt sein...

Erste Auszüge aus Lover Reborn / © J.R Ward

She approached him slowly and unevenly and sat at the desk beside him. “I am so sorry.” When he seemed a bit surprised, she shrugged once again. “How can I not offer condolences in the face of your loss? In truth, after seeing you both together, I don’t think I shall ever forget how much you loved her.”

After a moment, he murmured hoarsely, “That makes two of us.”


Wrath’s eyes whipped around. “V. Shut your motherf**king face. Or you’re out in the hall.”

Vishous, son of the Bloodletter, was not the kind of male anyone addressed like that. Except, apparently, for Wrath. In this case, the Brother with the tattoos on his face and the perverted reputation and the hand of death did exactly what he was told. He shut the f**k up.
Which said volumes about Wrath. Did it not.

Tohr visit the first time his house after Wellsies death / © J.R Ward



After the shooting, the Brotherhood had taken the SUV and disposed of it, and Tohr didn't even want to know what had become of the thing.

Never had asked. Never would. The scent of both her perfume and her blood was too much for him to handle even in the hypothetical.

He shook his head as he stared at the closed door. You never knew the last time you were seeing someone. You didn't know when the last argument
happened, or the last time you had sex, or the last time you looked into their eyes and thanked God they were in your life. After they were gone? That was all you thought about. Day and night.
Heading around the side of the garage, he found the door he was looking for and had to force it open with his shoulder.
Shit . . . it still smelled the same: the dry breath of concrete and the sweet oil from the 'Vette and the lingering gas from the mower and the
Weedwacker. He flicked a switch. Christ, the place was like a museum of an era long, long ago; he recognized the objects from that kind of life, could
extrapolate their uses . . . but damned if they had a place in his existence now.
Focus.

He went over toward the house and found the stairwell to the second floor. The attic over the garage was fully finished and heated and filled with
an eclectic combination of trunks from the 1800s and wooden boxes from the twentieth century and plastic Rubbermaid containers from the twentyfirst.
He didn't actually look at what he'd come to get, but he got what it had
always been stored in and humped the old LV wardrobe down the stairs.
No dematerializing with it, though, damn it.
He was going to need a ride. Why hadn't he thought of that?
Glancing over his shoulder, he saw the 1964 Sting Ray he'd rehabbed himself. He'd spent hours on the engine and the body, even during the day sometimes--which had made Wellsie mental.

Come on, honey, like the roof is going to blow off?
Tohr, I'm telling you, you're pushing it.
Mmm, how 'bout I push something else, too. . . .
He squeezed his eyes shut and wiped the memory away.
Going over to the car, he wondered if the key was was still in the . . .
Bingo.
He opened the driver's-side door and squeezed in behind the wheel...

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Cajah und Despare - ein neues Traumpaar?

Cajah und Despare treffen aufeinander und scheinen sofort Gefühle füreinander zu hegen. Doch Despare hat eine  schwere Vergangenheit...Wird es zum Happy End zwischen den beiden kommen?

Havers´ Beziehung zu Marissa

Butch hat sich um Marissas Willen mit Havers versöhnt. Sie waren auch schon zu dritt essen und sind auch schon tanzen gewesen. Bleibt der Frieden zwischen Havers und Butch bestehen? Oder wird es wieder zu kriseln beginnen?

♥ Butch and Marissa meet in the Hall ♥ © J.R Ward

Butch inhaled. Frowned.
What the hell was that?
The tropics. He smelled the ocean.
He turned around.
A breathtaking woman was standing in the doorway. Waif-like, elegant, she was dressed in a filmy
gown, and her gorgeous blond hair drifted to her hips in waves. Her face was all delicate perfection, her
eyes the pale blue color of sea glass.
She took a step back, as if in fear of him.
"No," he said, lurching forward, thinking of the men in the room down the hall. "Don't go back there."
She looked around, as if she wanted to call for help.
"I'm not going to hurt you," he said quickly.
"How do I know that?"

She had a subtle accent. Like all of them did. Maybe Russian?
He held his hands out, palms up, to show he didn't have a weapon. "I'm a cop."
Yeah, okay, so that was no longer exactly true, but he wanted to reassure her.
She gathered the skirt of her dress up, as if she were going to take off.
Hell, he shouldn't have used the C-word. If she was the moll of one of them, then she was even more
likely to bolt if she thought he was the law.
"I'm not here in an official capacity," he said. "No gun, no badge." Abruptly, she dropped the gown, and her shoulders straightened as if she were drafting her courage intoservice. She came forward a little, moving fluidly, gracefully. Butch kept his mouth shut and tried to look
smaller than he actually was, less threatening.

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Miriam - die Kriegerin

Miriam - auch Mia genannt - hat ein Ziel, weshalb sie sich auf die Suche nach einer bestimmten Person macht und trifft auf Jimmy...Sie begegnet ihm mit zuerst mit Misstrauen, entscheidet sich dann aber doch im zu vertrauen. Sie findet einen Unterschlupf bei ihm. Wird sie ihr Ziel erreichen? Und was ist ihr Ziel? Nach wem sucht Mia? Hat sie eine Verbindung zur Bruderschaft?

Jonah, der Polizist

Jonah hat keine Ahnung, was wirklich in ihm steckt...Er denkt, dass er ein normaler Mensch sei, doch er ist  kein normaler Mensch, er ist ein Vampir, welcher sich noch nicht gewandelt hat und dies womöglich auch niemals tun wird. Er arbeitet bei der Polizei. Wird Jonah sich jemals wandeln? Oder wird er für immer ein  Vampir vor seiner Wandlung bleiben?