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Victoria exhaled a long, nervous breath. She had been looking forward to today ever since that morning in the bath, when Fallon had asked her as bluntly as could be to marry her. No preamble, not pageantry, not even a question. Marry me. Victoria had played it over in her head countless...

Saoirse Rose excelled in many things but assassinations had become one of her favorite pastimes. She got paid to kill vampires, humans, elves, and any other race that needed to be taught a lesson. Of course, vampires posed the greatest challenge and that is what Saoirse lived for...well...lived...

Victoria looked over those that had gathered before her in the small sitting room. It was nice enough, with wooden bookshelves, an old but ornate rug, and a fireplace that was so clean it was doubtful a fire had been lit within for decades. She had requested a small group, one that could slip in...