Divine Blood (Vampire Love Story #6) Read Online Free PDF Page A

up in bed and looked down on
Lena, who was still laying sound asleep right next to me. She was
sleeping peacefully, with not a crease of worry in her expression.
I’d always thought there was no one more beautiful than my wife
sleeping and each day, when I woke up next to her, I was grateful
for her. She had been the love of my life for almost eighteen years
of dating and sixteen years of marriage.
    We’d had our ups and downs and I
probably should have told her more often that I loved her, but I
was sure she knew it. We had been together a long time. Through the
years, there had been challenges, but we’d always come out
ahead.
    There was nothing normal or regular
about my marriage to Lena. We lived in a sixteenth-century castle
on an island that I owned. Lena and I were the rarest breed of Mani
vampires. As a matter of fact, we were so rare that we were the
only two vampires that had one really unusual trait: Lena and I
were both mortal and immortal. If someone said they were mortal,
that should be the end of the story. In our case, it wasn’t—we also
had all the characteristics of vampires. Neither of us could handle
the sun longer than 45 seconds. Our marriage had been as normal as
walking on the surface of the sun in a pair of
flip-flops.
    As if that wasn’t enough, here was
where everything got a little tricky. We had amazing twin
sixteen-year-old sons who couldn’t be any more different. Both had
a huge calling in their lives, just like their father. When I
talked about ‘a calling,’ I was referring to the Triat. The Triat
was the supernatural force that bound together all who are
immortal.
    Our lives had been pretty out of the
ordinary for quite some time. So, every once in a while, I enjoyed
just simply staring at my beautiful angel as she slept. I kissed
Lena on the forehead and whispered, “I love you.” Maybe it would
penetrate into her subconscious.
    I used to think my two
boys sleeping was a peaceful picture. I guess I just worried about
them too much these days. That, and they were now both taller than
their dad. Checking in on them at night was less cute and more just
making sure that everyone was safe. There was no more night
mischief, such as special bedtime blankies brought for them when
they were young and still in possession of their baby teeth. There
were no more teddy bears, no bedtime stories, and no tucking in of
the covers. Boys to almost
men...
    These days, I felt like a captain
checking in on his troops. Bed check. Big boots on the floor. Thick
schoolbooks with titles like trigonometry and political science. A
heavy bag in the corner. Martial arts videos, both entertainment
and instruction.
    Joshua and Jason were big boys. Not
fat. Built like tanks. Both were nearing 6 feet, 2 inches tall.
Joshua weighed about 215 and Jason was skinnier. He was pushing two
bills, but I’d be surprised if he was a pound more.
    I should have known better than to
start reflecting about my family. Especially on this night.
Tomorrow was going to be a huge day for one of my sons and me. I
should be used to all types of stress, but there was nothing like
the feeling when you worried about your kids. To me, worry meant
that you loved someone.
    I loved both my boys with
every inch of my being and I would do anything for either of
them. Anything. And that was what kept me tossing, turning, my stomach a pit
of anxiety, and my heart, heavy. My mind was full of strife and
what-ifs.
    Jason, the introvert of our two sons,
had a divine gift. It was a gift we discovered he had, right out of
the womb. He could heal. He could heal anyone. I’d seen him heal
humans, vampires and werewolves. However, his healing did
discriminate. Also, Jason didn’t need the Triat’s approval to use
his gift. His opinion overrode even the Triat themselves because of
who he was, is, and will be.
    My son was a very good boy. His heart
was larger than anything else this world had to offer. The reason
why tomorrow concerned me was because