Blood Hunger (An Adult Paranormal Romance) (Deathless Night Series #1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

us. Hasn’t started a war. Hasn’t asked for any kind of ransom, or a deal, nothing.”
          Nik shrugged. “I don’t know.” He paused. “But she can’t have him anymore.”
          “Then stop with all the gloom and doom, and let’s go get him. I’ve been waiting for ages to see Leeha again.” He glanced around, looking for nonexistent eavesdroppers before confiding in a stage whisper, “I kind of fancy her, you know. “ Aiden grinned and waggled his eyebrows at Nik’s shocked expression. 
         “You are one fucked up vampire, Aid.”
          “We established that when we met, Nik, I don’t know why you still act so surprised.” Aiden headed towards the back. “Finish your bag and let me throw some clothes on. I’ll meet you outside in five.”
          Nik really didn’t know if he could stomach anything after that particular confession, and so sipped at his breakfast cautiously as he thought back to the day he and Luukas had come across Aiden.
     
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         They had met Aiden in 1712.
         The brothers were traveling from their home in Estonia, where the population was being culled severely by the Great Northern War, thereby culling their meal opportunities, to start a new life in a new land. Looking to make their way to the New World, they were planning to establish their own “colony”, and were searching for others to join them.
         He and Luukas were scanning for survivors after a particularly bloody battle in Wakenstädt, of what is now modern Germany. Having been vampires already for over 350 years, they found the war offered not only plenty of entertainment, but also provided an excellent recruiting opportunity for Luukas.
         They’d run across Aiden laying in the midst of the dead and dying, holding his own guts in place with filthy hands, and singing a dirty ditty to himself.
         He gave them a toothy, if bloody, smile as they approached him. “Evening, gentlemen. How are you this fine *cough* evening?”
          Luukas, amused with his cheerful disposition, answered him. “We’re doing well, sir. You, however, seem to be in a bit of situation.”
          Lifting his hand, the soldier glanced down at the tangle of raw meat bulging from his torso, steaming in the cold. “So it would seem. Think you could give me a hand here?”
          Luukas and Nik glanced at each other, and then down at the fallen soldier with increasing interest. He was covered in mud and gore, and in obvious pain, but his grey eyes were clear.   
         Luukas said, “We saw you fighting, right before you were so rudely disemboweled. You fought quite valiantly. You must be very dedicated to your country and its cause.”
          “The cause?” The soldier furrowed his brow as if just considering it. “Uh…not really, to be completely bloody honest.” He closed his eyes together tightly and winced as a wave of pain hit him. When he opened them again, it was to gasp, “How did you two manage to come out of this unscathed?”
          Nik squatted down by him and poked lightly at his injury with his index finger, ignoring his hiss of pain. “Oh, we didn’t actually participate in the battle, we just like to watch.”
          “That would have been the brighter idea, I think,” he grimaced again, glancing down at the raw injury still being probed, “though not nearly as fun I say…so, about that favor?” He shot Nik a dirty look until he stopped poking at him. “Would you be so kind? Fix me or kill me. Either one will work, and I would be eternally grateful.” He gave them another bloody grin.
         The brothers studied him, calculating the odds of him surviving the change. After a moment, they nodded at each other in accord.
         The soldier looked back and forth between them, his forehead scrunched up in confusion, until Luukas smiled. “How would you like the first option?”
          The soldiers eyes widened in