The Crimson Accord
Every 25 years, a human from one of the five elite dynasties must marry into one of the five vampire houses to keep the peace of the Accord, a treaty between the ten families. Now it’s Margot’s turn to marry except she’s taking her dead sister’s place to marry the King of all vampires. Preserving the peace and producing a Crimsonborn is her duty, but she was groomed for society, not submission. Her immortal husband to be is not only the vampire king, Nathaniel Blackwell, but a calculating man who doesn’t want or need a wife. Or so he claims. Both bound their duty, their attraction is challenged by the pressures of the court, the mysterious death of Margot’s sister, and the gilded cage of their marriage. In their word, peace is dependent on blood and contracts, love might be the very thing that tears it all apart.
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Chapter: MargotI could feel the anger rolling off me in waves as I run back to my wing of the estate. Lucky for me, it was only a few stairwells and one long hallway till I was back to sitting in my new bedroom. I must have left my shoes in my hurry to escape. At some point I will have to do a walk of shame back to retrieve them. Realization dawns on me as I remember I just slapped the man that I was supposed to be warming up to. We would be sharing a bed soon and I might have just royally fucked myself. Oh well. It was worth it. He hopes this marriage is worth my while? He is well aware of my sister’s death. Yet he sat there acting like I had begged for this. Like I had signed up for this life, knowing that I was just the back up choice. Vivienne’s face comes into my mind and I can’t help but imagine how she would have loved my first meeting with my future husband. She would have burst into a fit of laughter, probably called him a dick, and we would have plotted out my next move. Because at the
Last Updated: 2025-08-07
Chapter: NathanielI could feel her in the house the minute she arrived, or maybe my mind was playing tricks on me, regardless I knew she was somewhere in these walls, my future wife. I sucked in a breath when I heard the Deveraux lady giving Margot and her father a tour of Tencrest. They had stopped outside of my office and behind the closed door, I heard Mr. Astor asking a question about the painting in the hallway. It was a provocative image of a woman offering her neck to a Blackwell ancestor. Perhaps he was looking at that painting and wondering about his own daughter’s future surrender to me. He had been here before, but for Margot, this was all new. Every year during the Crimson Ball, the houses’ invitations were limited to five family members and Johnathan Astor was often included in that invitation, Margot was never though. She will have to figure it out as she goes, we both will, I thought to myself and continued to drown myself in my work. I was elbow deep in the paperwork for a new company
Last Updated: 2025-08-05
Chapter: MargotI am seated in the back of the Escalade for a total of twenty seconds before my father begins his assault. I look around for something to distract me and only find a bottle of wine and glasses tucked into a built-in shelf in between us. Busying my hands, I keep my eyes averted from his exasperated look and wild hands as he speaks of duty and power. “You know better, Margot. What the fuck was that? And with the help? You’re supposed to be getting ready to get married, not slumming it with the security team. What if something happened? What if he found out the truth? What if-” “Then he would crawl back home and tell his friends the stories of things going bump in the night were real and they would laugh at him, father. Give me a break. I have done everything you have asked since Vivienne died. I know how important this Accord marriage is since her death. I know my role.” I glance up at him, handing him a glass of the chilled white wine that most likely cost more than most people m
Last Updated: 2025-08-05
Chapter: MargotThe sunlight streamed into the room by the gap in the curtains. It was bright all of the sudden and the warmth from the light was what woke me up. I wasn’t ready to face the day. Like you have a choice, I thought. Reality was setting in and my choices were nonexistent. I reached my hands out to stretch while laying down and took in a deep breath. The air was thick with the smell of body odor, tequila, and sex. The delicious ache between my thighs reminded me of last night and a smile creeped onto my face. Not my proudest moment, sure but god it was great. I flipped on my side and gave myself the satisfaction of looking at the naked man next to me. Poor Lucas. He had been quiet in his pining for me. But I wasn’t dumb. I could see the second-too-long glimpses he spared my way. That was definitely not part of his job. I indulged him last night. Maybe as my last act of rebellion, maybe because I was bored. Nonetheless it wasn’t what I was expecting from the quiet man. It was a shame it
Last Updated: 2025-08-05
Chapter: Before the Beginning, NathanielThey always ask me if I want the blood warm or not. As if I would ever say no. The owner of The Nectar Society has already stopped by my table in the back of the club three times. In the past ten minutes he had checked on me in between the parade of women he shoved in my direction. As each one passes they smile or wink, maybe attempting to show more skin even though the majority of them are wearing string lingerie that show plenty. Ignoring the obvious questions, I flick my wrist at the latest, a blonde with a gapped smile. She notices my interest and lights up, immediately forgetting her instructions of how to seduce a king. Her face is plastered with makeup but I’ve barely looked at it. She’s too eager. They all are. It’s not a hunt anymore, it’s an offering. She kneels at my feet and hands me the bourbon that has been sitting in front of me without being touched. “Yes, your highness. What can I give you today?” Her voice is young or maybe I am just too old for this. After a
Last Updated: 2025-08-05