"Sonja is a down on her luck waitress. Her bills keep climbing and she's stuck in an embarrassing job with no way to escape.
She gets a letter from one Jasper Bright. He demands she come to see him that very night. There's only one problem, Sonja has no idea who he is.
Her boss has been acting very strange lately. Ever since she received that letter he's been almost possessive, 
but that couldn't possibly be true, right?
But these men are holding a secret of their own and when Sonja stumbles onto it, her normal everyday troubles are over and she's got a whole slew of much more worrisome ones to deal with.
Just what are you supposed to do when you find yourself in the center of two possessive vampires?"

My Possessive Vampires

　　The screams in my head were endless. Siv fought at my side, grabbing some of the vampires and tearing them to shreds. I'd gotten back in time, but just barely. My mate's tears wouldn't stop, her arm hanging at a funny angle and the woman in my hands was the cause of it all. "You," I snarled. She'd tried to bite her, to take Sonja's life. To spill the blood that belonged to me.


　　"Stab them," Westworth ordered, not the least bit cowed from my grip. "No matter what they are the fae-killer works on them all."


　　Siv snarled as they surrounded him, his tail slicing through a group of them, halting their advances. They couldn't get close to him. Dragons were good for something then. At least I wouldn't have to worry about him or the black death that swooped in the skies above. As for myself? I didn't give a damn if she did stab me. I wanted to rip her apart for even touching what was mine.


Chapter 51