Immortal Blood (1) by Ramz Artso Read Free Book Online Page B

attacked, killing everyone except for Jonathan, who managed to escape and tell the story.’
    I was taken aback by his account. His story meant there was family vendetta between us.
    ‘This can only mean one thing, Calvin: We cannot possibly be together. I imagine you want to avenge your brother’s death, and being who I am, I can’t allow that to happen. I will not let you harm my family. You do realize that, right?’
    He stroked my chin with his th umb, pulling me closer with a gentle pull at one of my hips. ‘I won’t lie and tell you I don’t want revenge. I do. But if it means losing you, then I’ll have to set the matter aside.’
    ‘I don’t believe you.’
    ‘I’m a man of my word. Besides, the fact that I saved you and your sisters speaks for itself, doesn’t it?’ He pecked me on the cheek. ‘Can’t you tell, Ranka, that you and I are soul mates? I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.’
    I could tell that much for myself. Although we barely knew one another, there was something about him that appealed to me on a very deep level. It felt almost as if I was predisposed to like him…Never before had a boy made feel that way. With him around, everything seemed to be a tiny bit better.
    ‘You wouldn’t?’
    ‘Of course I wouldn’t. You’d never forgive me with your stern character.’
    That made me giggle. ‘You can read me quite well.’ And then his sweet, silky lips brushed against mine again. My breath caught in my throat, and I had to do my very best not to lose control and jump on him right there and then.
    He surprised me by quickly laying me down on the tiled roof, after which he covered my face in kisses, slowly moving down to my neck.
    ‘Calvin?’ I half-whispered , beaming as if I was the sun itself.
    ‘Hmm?’
    ‘How old are you?’
    ‘I’m sevente en, and you?’
    ‘Sixteen. How many girls have you had before me?’
    He smiled a lopsided smile. ‘Why, are you jealous?’
    ‘No,’ I lied. ‘Just wanna know.’
    ‘Two; I’ve only had two girlfriends before you.’
    ‘So, is that what I am? Your girlfriend?’
    ‘No, that’s for kids who want to play around. You’re a lot more than that.’
    ‘What am I, then?’ I asked playfully, as he leaned against a gargoyle and I came to rest my head in his lap.
    ‘You’re the love of my life.’
    I produced a funny sound that was half a snort and partly a cackle. ‘Yeah right.’
    ‘ I mean it, Ranka. And you know I do. I love you.’
    ‘Really?’
    ‘Yeah. Why don’t you say you love me back? You don’t feel the same?’
    I laughed. ‘I don’t know.’
    ‘Fine, I won’t force it out of you, then.’
    Moving gently, he bent lowe r and attacked my mouth as if he was a famished wolf. I returned the kiss with just as much enthusiasm, finding myself on cloud nine.
    ‘What the –’
    Frightened to death, I leaped up to my feet and turned to face Corey. Fists clenched tight, he assailed Calvin without a second thought. What with his superhuman strength, he sent him flying off the roof, but I caught him at the very last instant and pushed Corey away. The latter was beyond himself with rage. In fact, he was so angry he was able to force me down onto the balcony with a single yank at my clothes.
    With an explosion of sparkling smoke, Sigurd appeared and lifted Corey into the air. Corey reacted by taking hold of the spirit’s neck who in turn simply vanished, only to reappear right behind his attacker, catch him in free-fall and, grabbing both of his legs, slam him against the balcony railing.
    The ruckus did not go unnoticed, and just when it looked like Sigurd would deliver a deadly blow to Calvin’s head, a few of the twenty-four-hour perimeter patrols jumped up onto the terrace and instantly took to shooting at Sigurd. Fists held up high, Calvin came to his help, and although I tried to prevent it, was knocked unconscious by one of the guards.
    Weakened by the silver projectiles – genies were susceptible to silver, and