LOGINR-18 (contains mature content) Verena Layton: He is an irresistible good-looking vampire, a newcomer to our university. So I thought. Well, he actually is a human, as stated by the world. Whatever he is, he is a hundred percent my type. However, he got a damn cocky attitude that really puts me off. I try to keep myself away from him after he knocked the image of harsh reality into my head. But why do I feel such a strong pull toward him? I feel like a moth flying into the fire. This fire might change my life and everything Lorcan Judson: I despise humans - creatures with no morals. Yet, she is one of them: An annoyingly clingy, vampire-enthusiastic human. Astonishingly, her presence shakes me to the core tempting me to abandon my important mission and go after her. I try to keep my distance, but I am so pulled toward her. Her scent entices me to the verge of losing my sanity. I find myself questioning what my next move should be - chase after her or focus on my mission. It makes me wonder if she is truly a human or maybe one of us.
View MoreLorcan JudsonI fix my tie for the umpteenth time. “Brother, you look good.” Orlo rolls his eyes.“To think the first one among us to be married is Lorcan!” Dylan grins, sitting on the couch. “You look good, Lorcan. Your wife will love this.”“You sure?” I look at my reflection in the mirror again.“Why are you so nervous?” Orlo smirks. “It's not like you haven't dated her, or it's the first time you are seeing her.” “To think our crown prince will be this nervous on this wedding day.” Dylan nudges the younger one. “I am not nervous.” I lie blatantly. To be honest, I am nervous. My inner self is trembling like an autumn leaf. Finally, I am going to become her husband, and she will be my wife. Forever. Just that mere thought runs a thrill through my body. It has been 2 years since Verena and I started dating. Oh! Flash news: three of us aren’t bachelors anymore. I am getting married to Verena. Julia and Dylan officially declared they are a couple, and so did Orlo and Amara. We al
Verena LaytonMy eyes open at the waft of eggs and bread. I have always been a huge fan of eggs. No matter what style it's cooked- steamed, boiled, fried, omurice, egg soup, anything; any egg dish is fine. My body sits up in an autopilot mode.Lorcan is cooking for me? It smells so good. I slide out of bed as usual. But what isn't usual is that I collapse on the floor as soon as my feet touch the floor like a mermaid!“Damn!” I groan.The door slams, and Lorcan rushes in. “Verena? What are you doing on the floor?” He crouches in front of me. “I was trying to get up, but my legs are all jelly!” “My bad.” He lifts me in his arms and places me back on the bed. “I was too rough on you yesterday. How are you feeling, my love?” He sits beside me. “Too sore?”“A bit sore.” I sigh. “But I cannot deny it felt amazing.” I grin, wrapping my arms around his waist.“Is that so?” A soft smile plays on his lips as he kisses the top of my nose softly. “Let's get you refreshed.”Before I can say
Lorcan Judson“Verena…” I take a deep breath. “See, my love, we are gonna take a cold shower, hm?”“Why?” Her brows scrunch up adorably. Her arms snake around my nape. “Lorcan…” She straddles me even more, pressing herself completely against me. “Kiss me.”“You aren't in your right mind.” I hold her elbows firmly, trying to pull her back. But surprisingly, she has a much stronger hold for a woman for her build. “I am in my right mind.” She pulls me closer, her lips hovering over mine. Her thumb brushes over my lips. “Your lips are soft. I want to kiss them.”That last sentence sucked the air out of my system. She is effortlessly flirtatious and definitely sexy. “Don't,” I warn. “Why?” She pouts, pulling away enough to see my face. “Can't I even kiss my own boyfriend? Who are you to stop me?”CRACKThe wall of my patience finally cracks. I pull her into a kiss. She hums into the kiss, and my wall of patience breaks completely. My hand travels to her lower back and pulls in even mo
Lorcan Judson“No!” Those words roll off my tongue before my mind can process her words. “Never. I can never harm you.” A serene smile blooms on her face. No! Don’t smile at me like that! I cannot take it. My fangs are aching for your blood. I can feel them grazing on my lower lip. I stumble back, desperately trying to keep distance between us. “Please go.” I clutch my chest hard, my nails digging in. Even the pain isn’t helping. She stands up and takes long strides. “What are you-”She pushes me to the floor by my shoulders and straddles me, planting her knees on either side of me. My breath hitches. Too close. Too damn close. Her sweet scent is making me go dizzy. Bite her. Bite her. Have a taste.You have tasted her blood before.You need it again.BITE HER!I dig my nails on my thighs. I cannot hold her. If I touch her, I am doomed. I will drag her down with me, and I will never do that. “Lorcan, I am giving you permission to drink my blood.” Verena’s soft touch on my chee
Lorcan JudsonMy breathing hitches. Her sweet scent hits my nose, assaulting my senses even before the booze’s smell could reach me. Alluring. I tasted her blood once, and I was almost out of control. I won’t make the same mistake twice. I cannot afford it. Because if I sink my fangs into her delic
Verena Layton“Son of a bit- no.” I do not say bad words.I shake my head, sitting in the drawing room. I am sitting on a cloud. Kidding. I am sitting on a royal fluffy mattress. I don't know where he bought this level of fluff thing, but it definitely doesn't seem ordinary. At a certain point, I w
Verena LaytonI sit on the couch in the drawing room, munching on chips. Something is greatly wrong in my love life. Lorcan is an absolute Prince Charming. He brings me flowers every day, treats me like a delicate princess, and showers me with unconditional love. He eagerly ticks off my bucket lis
Lorcan Judson“Wait.” Julia rubs the corners of her eyes, distressed. “So, you are telling me, Lorcan, and you are…a couple now?” She spits the last words like venom.“Yes.” Verena grins goofily, circling her small hand around my biceps. “Oh, my God! This is bomb news!” Amara claps her hands loudl
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