Bate

by Jessie Rose Case

  Jessie Rose Case

  Bate

  Blane

  House Arturo Book 3

  A word from the Author.

  Warning. This book is for those that like their sex hot and on the edge.

  Hello, I'm Jessie and I thank you for buying this book! I know you did not have to.

  There are so many choices out there. It's a wonderful feeling knowing that someone else will enjoy one of my stories. And for me, it's about telling a story that I'd like to read myself.

  I am not caught up in POV or literacy genius. It's simply not me or my style and I will never be that person, so I apologize to all those who are focused on the POV and the genius of literacy. I envy those that are.

  On the days where my pain and meds stop my thinking processes, writing these books have been my lifeline. It reminds me that I still have the ability to rise to the challenge and that I refuse to go quietly into the night. God forbid!

  But, I'm a person just like you, who wants to bring some passion into my life and yours, and put a good story out there that's hard to put down, that brings some escapism, sexy fun and pleasure into your reading. We all love a bit of that!

  And, I hope I achieve that for you in this book. I sincerely hope you enjoy it so much that you want to look out for the next in the series. (Coming soon) And if I'm lucky, you will have had such a good time, you'll recommend it to your friends and I thank you kindly. My very best wishes to you and yours. Jessie x

  About the Author;

  Jessie, (pseudonym) is married with sadly no children but 3 wonderful dogs that fill her life with much laughter, joy and love. She is a ‘second mother’ to her foster children, now grown with children of their own who call her grandma and her husband’s two children and her nephews who she accepts, she spoils rotten.

  Having been a 30-year career social worker. Now retired due to ill health. And many years of supporting services across all sectors and leading several teams, Jessie has now turned her attention to another love of her life, books.

  In a career that required the ability to write court paperwork, lengthy reports, crate protocols and procedures, and having been published in a medical journal for a study on addiction, Jessie is now concentrating on producing stories she would love to read and buy herself. When not busy on her lap top you will find her cooking, reading her favourite authors or swimming in the sun.

  She hopes you can join her on the adventure….

  Contact Jessie and join her mailing list ...... @ https://www.facebook.com/Jessie-Rose-Case-270737356695855/?ref=br_rs

  Copyright April 2017

  All Rights Reserved. The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal, except for the case of brief quotations in reviews and articles.

  Criminal copyright infringement is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000.

  All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is coincidental

  Other books by this Author

  Mine - The Awaking Warriors of Light

  A Bataari New World Series Book 1

  Taken - A Pairing Warriors of Light

  A Bataari New World Series Book 3

  Blooded - Arturo

  A Vampire Romance Novel Book 1 House Arturo

  Bonded - Alex

  A Vampire Romance Novel Book 2 House Arturo

  Bate - Blane

  A Vampire Romantic Novel Book 3 House Arturo

  Beaten - Evangeline

  A vampire Romantic Novel Book 4 House Arturo

  Always

  A Native American Romantic Saga

  Trelawney Family Book 1

  Galactic Cyborg Heat Series

  Books 1 – 13

  Warriors of Rome - The Covenant

  Books 1 - 3

  Masters of the Demon Realm

  Book 1

  BBW Enticed. Ware-Panther

  Romance

  Description.

  WARNING; THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL ACTS

  Blane couldn't remember a time when he last had an emotion. It had only brought him pain. He was a male surrounded by human females who happily offer themselves to vamps. Their bite addictive, seductive. Women fawned over them. Offered themselves to them. Debased themselves openly, willingly for a chance of their touch. None made his heart race or his body feel alive. He has to feed and takes it where he can. No emotion. No affection. It's a means to an end. Survival. His race needs him and he is a Lord in his own right. His life as a soldier many many years ago gone but another war goes on, brought to his door by the enemy. He had no time or wish for anything more. He had spent a long time removing himself from the humans. He liked it that way. They were weak as he had once been. He would never be that way again.

  Ena the daughter of a specialist arms dealer. Born into war. Brought up a survivor. Taught to fight from birth, hand to hand, weapons, they all played a part. Always in control. Always prepared. A strategist. A weapons expert. There was no surprise when she went into the military as a way of life or that her experience sent her into some of the most dangerous places in the world or that her skills, would take her into the skills market in the private sector when she left. She liked control. Liked having all the answers and if you came looking for her, you’d better come prepared.

  She was sort after. In demand. Alone. And that's how she liked it.

  She was conceived on the alter of Zeus. Human parents and maybe a little more. Athena was born, a goddess of war and aptly named by her father. His wishes and guidance as her father prepared for his own death, moves her to a new country, a new town seeking old friends. Very... old friends and for the first time, in a very long time, she is unprepared for the outcome....

  Previously.. Arturo Blooded book 1….

  The car stopped. Two large vamps were at the back door. Gia and Charlee stayed in their seats until Gia got the signal that it was clear. She nodded to Charlee and they both got out the car at the same time. It was all black. Tinted windows, reinforced steel, bullet proof TOTR, ambassador’s salon. Charlee opened Arturo’s door as Gia opened Regin’s. Arturo got out and walked quickly around the car and ushered Regin in the door of the club. The outside looked like any alleyway and the back door unimpressive. Regin walked through surprised by the interior of the hall. It was more like an executive’s hallway, nothing like the outside would suggest. A large vamp greeted them. “Is this wise Arturo?” Arturo stepped around Regin. “Blane. How’s business? Let’s walk to my office.” Arturo told him. Blane walked down the corridor checking for signs of life that had no part of being there and opened a door. Arturo followed him in. Regin behind them with Gia and Charlee picking up the rear. Two security vamps stayed at the door as the door closed behind them. Arturo moved around the desk and sat down. Regin took a seat. Everyone else remained standing.

  Blane was an interesting vamp. Thought Regin. He had short blond hair. Strong features bordering on feminine. He was big like all the vamps. He had a ruthless air about him that gave him an edge. A strong voice with conviction in stark contrast to his looks. He must have sensed her eyes on him. He turned from Arturo and looked at her. Regin scanned his emotions. He was worried for Arturo. Loyalty. Honour. Friendship. Were all close to the surface. He breathed in and took an involuntary step towards her. Regin waited. Blane shook his head and took a step back. He looked back at Regin. She smiled at him and winked. A frown crossed his face. Arturo spoke, “Blane. Meet my wife Regin.”

  The two vamps outside the door came rushing in. “We have a problem. We just been hit by a bunch of vamps. Not ours. They’re cutting the place and people up.” Everyone moved and headed for the door. “Regin.” She turned to Arturo and raised her eyebrows
. “Together.” She told him and rushed through the door. “Dam it woman. Don’t I get a say?” Regin’s laughter could be heard running down the corridor towards the screams. “Follow her.” He shouted as he rushed after his wife to his men. Regin burst through the doors followed by Gia and Blane. It was chaos. People were screaming. Vamps were feeding. Others playing with their food. Regin sneered and headed for the first pair she came across. She unloaded two globes at them, they hit and started to burn. She grabbed the girl they had been toying with and pushed her aside. “Get her and as many as you can out the door as fast as possible.” She told Blane. “House Arturo. Do not breath or come near me.” She shouted out. Regin moved forward grabbing two different globes and broke them over herself spinning as she went. She’d stand her ground here. The contents spilled all over her and the floor around her. She charged the particles as a vamp covered in blood came at her. Regin waited until he was close, then deployed airborne silver and while oak into his face. He breathed in, unable to hold back the reflex and started to chock and lit up from the inside out, fire breaking out all over him. Regin kicked out and sent him to the floor ashing.

  Regin looked around and quickly realised she couldn’t use any more of her arsenal. It would scatter and catch Arturo’s people. She carried on her hips two vrank guns with her special mix. Regin turned to see Gia taking a hit from a vamp twice her size. Regin pulled her gun and shot him. He went down hard and started to burn. Gia turned and gave Regin a smile, then turned back and picked another target. Regin caught sight of Arturo fighting off several vamps with a VIP corner of humans behind him. Mostly women. He was too far for her to vrank and help. Blane came rushing back towards her and Regin called to him as he took the head of one vamp on his way to get to her. “Arturo now.” She told him. “I am not to leave your side.” He shouted back at her. “You will do as I ask. His life before mine.” She told him. Blane looked at her for a moment. Nodded once and took a man with him to support Arturo. It left a gap with only Gia and herself. “Gia call for reinforcements from the cars.” She told her. “I’ve been trying but no one is answering.” Regin fumed. Dam it. She would have someone’s head for this. “You ready girl?” She called to Gia. Gia Laughed. “I was born for this shit.” She told her punching through a vamps rib cage sending him to dust. Two vamps came towards Regin. She guessed they saw her as an easy target. She was unsupported. Seemed human. They stalked towards her.

  Regin felt Valentina before she crashed through the main doors in vamp speed. Dropping Pete who she’d been carrying. Who opened fire as he came in. Guns in both hands taking down anyone he didn’t recognise. He wouldn’t have been able to keep up with Val in vamp speed and took on two vamps. Valentina was a true battle maiden. She was fast. Deadly. Strong. Those that were left, didn’t stand a chance. It was all over very quickly after that. The sudden quiet eerie after all the chaos and noise. Regin was pissed. Looking round the room. Such a waste. It was a lovely club or had been. To prove what? She spotted Arturo standing with Blane. Bloodied and standing like the Lord he was. Walking towards him she spoke. “I want someone’s fucking head for this mess. They knew we were coming. They blocked our communications. Stopped our reinforcements from getting in here.” Suddenly the cavalry arrived. Regin turned towards them. Eight of their men came rushing in with guns drawn. Regin felt like screaming. She raised her arms in the air and pushed them out in incredibility and stupidity at them. Seriously!

  Regin turned back to Arturo and stopped. She caught something fleetingly across her mind. And turned to what appeared to be a dark corner. “Arturo lights.” She called out. The lights came on. Moving out of the shadows came three vamps. Not theirs. Regin raised her hands and sparked. Lightening flickered across her fingers building higher and higher. Gia and Valentina appeared at her sides. Two of the vamps, either side of the leader of this little pack, why did they always come in three’s? Crossed her mind. Regin re-focused. The sidekicks appeared to be doing a zombie dance. Regin frowned she’d never seen anything like this. We’re they ill? Gia and Valentina moved nearer them but not in Regin’s line of sight. “He’s controlling them.” Valentina told her. “They don’t have much of Arturo’s blood in them. If any.” She told her. Regin focused on the leader. He was very composed. Wore his hair long, blond, it cascaded over his shoulders, blue eyed. He looked sharp. Shrewd intelligence range out. So composed. Three-piece suit with all the trimmings fitted like a second glove. And he was another big boy. There were several piles of ash around the three of them. She felt no malice no deceit. Interesting thought Regin. She caught a glimpse behind them. Human females were sitting there. Regin could feel the fear.

  Arturo realised that Regin had stopped and was focused on something he couldn’t see. He felt out for her and moved towards her. “My men. Your scent. It is hard to control the emotions it brings forth. I am holding them but would appreciate, if you could turn it off or move away.” His voice was strained looking at Regin. Regin called to the women behind the three. “It’s safe to come out now. Come to us.” There was silence for a few seconds. “I don’t think so I’m staying with my man.” One of them called out. They were with these guys? Regin focused on the main man. “Tell um to turn off their sense of smell. It won’t affect them so much.” He looked at her with annoyance. “We did that already. And it worked until the blood flowed and they had to kill. Now your scent is pulling at them.” Regin nodded. “Val. Gia. Move away. No one breath if your dead.” She told them. Taking a globe from her bag she held it above her head. Charged the particles and broke it cascading glittering contents around her. The minute it hit the floor, a shimmering light rose from ground to the top of her head. The leader visibly relaxed. “Thank you.” He told her. The women came around him and rushed to the two who had now collapsed onto the floor. Arturo came to stand by Regin. Careful not to touch her. Regin looked at him. “They need your blood.” The leader came towards Arturo and Regin sparked again sending flares across her fingers. The new comer refocused on her. “I am not here to harm your master.” He told her. The silence in the room was deafening. Regin burst out laughing. And pointed to Arturo with her thumb. “In his dreams, handsome.”

  The tension in the room broke and Arturo grinned at her. And turned back to his visitor. “Alexander. Nice to see you. It seems you picked a good time to call. Someone get those boys a drink of my port.” Arturo walked towards him and both men hugged. Alexander held Arturo to him and put him at arm’s length taking in the look of him. “It has been a while my friend.” He told him. “Indeed. Come let’s talk.” Arturo indicated his office. “Drinks for our friends.” He called out. Alexander grasped his arm and stopped him looking at Regin. “The female?” He asked him clearly intrigued. “My wife.” Alexander turned to face him. “You mated. After Bronwyn?” Arturo gave a sad smile. “It took me 300 years to get over her passing my friend and no one tempted me in that way for all those years before Regin.” He told him touching his arm. Alexander nodded. “Has it been so long since she’s been gone?” He whispered. “Yes my old friend it has. Come let’s have that drink.”

  Blane

  CHAPTER ONE

  “Evening boss, we might have a problem.” Blane turned to look at his second. He’d been closing his office safe built into a hidden cabinet in the wall. “What kind of problem?” Markus took out the piece from inside his jacket pocket and handed it to him. Blane took it and looked it over. “One of the kids came in with it. Custom made, said it came from the new place locally.” “Legal?” Blane asked. “Swears it is but it’s not his, not old enough and got booted as soon as the ID came up fake. We kept the piece. He wasn’t happy.” “Ok. I’ll deal with it.” Markus turned and walked out his office. Blane sighed, dam kids, they were determined to kill themselves. Taking his seat at his desk he picked up the receiver and made the call.

  “House Arturo.” “Hi Liv, its Blane is he in?” “My Lord Blane, he is one moment please.” He heard Liv put him on hold. “Blane, what you got for me?�
�� “My Lord, I am sorry to interrupt but I thought it prudent to let you know we may have a problem with guns. New supplier locally. Kid came in with one, not his. Thought I might check out the new source tomorrow with Marcus.” Arturo was thoughtful on the other end. “Do some checking on the place and business then come back to me before you go in.” Arturo told him. “Yes sir.” Blane disconnected. He wasn’t surprised after the last 6 months that Arturo was playing it safe. Who could blame him. Picking up the receiver he called Luce, head of their IT department. “My Lord Blane.” She answered. He knew she would have seen his ID the minute the call landed on her desk. Luce was mated to Lord Alex and always straight to the point. “Evening My Lady, Arturo has asked that we look into the new gun business that has opened in town. Can I have a full run down and background check by tomorrow please.” “No problem, I’ll have it for you then.” Luce put down the phone.

  Blane put down his own phone and turned to the wall of glass giving him full view of the club he ran and part owned with Arturo. He smiled. It was going to be a busy night.

  Ena followed her two work colleagues into the club. Being locals they were clearly known here, no line for them, they were welcomed at the door by security and ushered through to the annoyance of those waiting. “Don’t we have to get in line?” She asked as she walked in with them. “Naw,” Carol answered, “We’re regulars and Jace,” she said nodding at the forth of their group, “is dating the bar man.” Ok, thought Ena following them to a table at the rear of the dance floor. It was a nice-looking club. Central dance area with half-moon seating areas surrounding it, larger u shaped loungers with tables in the back, a long bar area with stools and a VIP area off to one side. It was clean and the music good. She also knew it to be a vamp club. Her girls had told her earlier and she wasn’t surprised. It was easy to spot the vamps. They seemed slightly off, graceful, serious ads for the body beautiful and all muscle and charm, beautiful even, she’d give them that and the groupies were in full flow. That left a sour taste in her mouth. Each to his or her own, she thought checking the exits and the ladies out of force of habit and taking a seat with her back to the wall. Somethings, you just did automatically and never forgot.