Free The Vampire Bracelet: Erotic Paranormal Romance ( # 2: Blood Genies series) by Sheri Whitefeather Page B

there isn’t a spell on the bracelet? What if it was only on my brother’s pendant?”
    “Why would the fairy lie and say that she put a spell on all three pieces?”
    “Maybe she thought she did, but the spell only worked on the pendant.”
    Their gazes locked. Their fear intensified. In the heat of their turmoil, they agreed that they needed to see Darrin and enlist his help.
    An hour later, they arrived at the Chakra Circle. Darrin ushered them inside and closed the shop.
    “What should we do, Uncle?” Marie asked.
    The older man stood beside the counter, surrounded by candles, crystals, and incense. “The only thing I can think of is to summon Mathieu. He’s the one who discovered there was a spell on the jewelry.”
    Nicholas’s fear of doom got stronger, especially when he caught sight of a shelf filled with glass fairies, the painted figurines looking far too fragile. “We kept saying that Mathieu couldn’t intervene with the spell. But what if we were wrong? What if we underestimated him? What if his magic is stronger than the fairy’s?”
    Darrin tapped his lip, worried, obviously. “We won’t know until we talk to him.”
    Nicholas moved closer to Marie. She wasn’t a gen-vamp or a jewelry owner. She hadn’t been exposed to the genie king. “You should go outside and wait until this is over.”
    “Why?” She followed his line of sight to the fairies. “Because you think I can’t handle being around Mathieu?”
    “I just don’t want you caught in the middle of my mess.”
    “It’s not your mess. It’s our life, our future, and I’m not walking away. Besides, we need to show a united front. If I’m not here, it won’t make as much of an impact. However this turns out, I want Mathieu to see how connected we are. And I want to be here with you.”
    Protective, Nicholas reached for her hand. “He’s going to try to intimidate you.”
    “I’ve known what a jerk he was since I was a kid.” A frown marred her pretty brow. “Are there any rules I should follow? Can I make eye contact with him? Do I have to courtesy? Call him sire? His Majesty?”
    “You’re not one of his subjects or slaves, so you don’t have to do anything except withstand his demeanor. That’s all I have to do, too. But I’m used to it.”
    “So am I,” Darrin added.
    Marie stood as tall as her frame would allow. “Then I’ll get used to it, too.”
    Nicholas despised the thought of her getting used to Mathieu. But he admired her poise and determination, loving her even more for it.

    Marie squeezed Nicholas’s hand. Her palms were sweating, but she was doing her best to stay calm. Darrin used a magical device called a Jinn wand, a thin silver rod topped with a black diamond, to summon the genie king.
    No one spoke. They waited in a silent anticipation. Agony, Marie thought. She’d forgotten to ask how long it would take for Mathieu to answer the call.
    It took a matter of minutes. Loud, thundering minutes.
    Mathieu appeared in a jolt, rattling the room with his regal presence and knocking things off the walls. Marie squeezed Nicholas’s hand even tighter.
    The imposing ruler boasted a powerful physique, a shock of raven-colored hair, piercing blue eyes, and bronzed skin that caught the light. He actually had an angelic-type glow. Only he was far from celestial. Bared to the waist with jagged tattoos decorating his chest and attired in filmy pants studded with jewels, he possessed the air of a frighteningly handsome demon.
    During the ruckus he created, one of the glass fairies fell from her perch and landed at his feet. He kicked the little statue aside, and it hit the baseboard and shattered into unrecognizable pieces. Marie held her breath, and he turned his sapphire gaze on her.
    “What’s the meaning of this?” he asked the men, without taking his eyes off Marie. “Bringing a stranger to a summoning?”
    Nicholas replied, “She belongs to me. She’s the woman I love.”
    The king kept staring at