Set In Flames (Morningstars Book 1) Read Free

feet, always ready to jump and run when necessary, but even more capable of delivering deadly blows and painful injuries. The warriors trained together and they almost looked alike: dark blond hair, dark brown eyes, straight features and lips that were promising sin whenever they curled into a smile. Kaden’s hair was much longer than his own. Women loved the tousled look and it had always worked for the twins. Now Jaden wore it like that because he was used to it.
    The transformation had been good to them, as it was with every other vampire, no matter what kind. In his case, the Morningstar version of vampires; they were what one might consider to be the good guys. They needed blood to survive, but in contrary to common belief it didn’t have to be human. Jaden has had more than his fair share of animal blood, too. Humans just provided for much better nutrition and a lot better taste.
    They didn’t hunt every night. They needed blood only a few times in as many months, and the older the Morningstar vampire, the less blood he needed. Mated vampires didn’t go out at all, having their mate to feed them while guys like the twins usually took from willing donors.
    The only time they needed more blood was when they were injured. Grave injuries didn’t come as often anymore as they used to. In the last months things had quieted down and Jaden couldn’t remember when he last did have blood.
    The Morningstars weren’t what created the vampire myth among the humans. It was the second group of vampires existing on earth: the Hellraise.
    Both races came from the same origins. Once they had been a united population in Southern America. Then a drought came over the land and the little water that was left had been poisoned. In their desperation people turned to drinking blood. Only the first born in the families had survived on it. Everyone else, brothers and sisters, had turned crazy, not being able to control their need for blood.
    Ever since the two groups split, laws had been put into place to ensure their secrecy, but of course not everyone stuck to them. In the Middle Ages a group of Hellraise had caused a mild panic, leaving too many victims in their wake. A warrior group had been founded that Kaden and Jaden now both were a part of.
    “You’re done staring at me, dude?” Kaden wanted to know, loosening the towel to dry his hair.
    “You sleep at the base today,” Jaden ordered, not bothering with any greetings.
    Kaden’s hand instantly stilled on his head and he listened, a lazy grin spreading on his lips. Jaden wanted to growl, but kept himself in check.
    “You know, it’s more fun when they are awake,” Kaden teased, but Jaden didn’t even manage a smile.
    “Get dressed and get out. Don’t come back until tomorrow night,” he said dryly and Kaden’s playful grin vanished.
    “She’s not a lay, right?”
    Jaden ran his hand through his hair, walking out of the hall and into the living room. He knew just too well how good their guest’s hearing was. Kaden followed only a short while later, being dressed now.
    “She ran into me. Or better, she should have run me over, but her reflexes are paranormal. If she and I have skin-to-skin contact, her hands glow. I mean, wherever we touch the skin glows. Oh, and she has super hearing.”
    Kaden leaned against the stairs, cocking an eyebrow.
    “She’s human. Maybe your sex-starved mind is imagining things,” Kaden remarked and Jaden looked up. That actually made sense.
    “Yeah, that… I mean… You still get…”
    “I know, I still get out,” Kaden announced, “Whatever that female is to you, I’m sure as hell gonna stay away from her.” His twin grabbed his jacket and his daggers, leaving the house without another word.
    Jaden went back to his bedroom, changing as quietly as possible, walking over to the bed then. He couldn’t resist brushing his knuckles over her pale cheek, noticing again the faint glow upon contact, only this time it was accompanied by