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BLOODLINES & BLASPHEMY

作者: Amore Lovelace
last update 最終更新日: 2025-07-06 00:00:06

A hush fell over the grand ballroom, stretching unbearably into a silence so thick it smothered the very air. Every pair of eyes in the room—noble, soldier, and servant alike—was locked onto the tall, imposing figure of King Seraphim of Norrix.

His words had landed like a thunderclap.

"I'm sorry but I cannot marry your daughter."

Shock rippled through the crowd, stiffening backs, and widening eyes. Goblets trembled in unsteady hands. A noblewoman gasped softly, clutching at her husband's arm, while another whispered fiercely behind a lace-covered fan. Valerion's Court had never witnessed such blatant defiance—especially not in the presence of their King.

And yet, Valerion didn't react.

Seated upon his throne at the head of the long banquet table, he remained eerily still, his crimson eyes locked onto Seraphim like a predator evaluating prey. His fingers rested loosely around the delicate stem of his goblet, his expression one of absolute calm.

But the silence was unnatural. It was the
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  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHT   THE COUNCIL'S FURY

    The war hall was thick with tension. The scent of blood and smoke from the previous night’s attack still clung to the air like a warning. The council chamber, built from dark stone was filled with the growls and heated voices of Draven’s most trusted lycans. The long oak table in the center of the room bore maps, reports, and bloodstained weapons from the fallen warriors of their pack.Eryx, standing at Draven’s right, leaned over the table, fists clenched, his hazel eyes burning with fury. “This was an act of war!” he growled, his voice cold and unforgiving. “We lost good members of our pack last night. Our people deserve vengeance. We must retaliate immediately.” he added, his expression dark. “We cannot sit back and allow the vampires to think they can strike at us without consequences!”Across from them, Diana sat with her arms crossed, her piercing gaze locked onto Draven. “The council demands action, Draven,” she said sharply. “We were ambushed—again. It was planned. Organized.

  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHT   WORDS THAT BURN

    Azrael’s breath caught in her throat. “What?” Her voice was barely above a whisper.Valerion stood before her, his expression unreadable.“Draven wrote me a letter?”Her father gave a single nod. “Yes.”The air in the chamber grew heavier, thick with something unspoken. Azrael’s mind raced. "Draven reached out to me?" she thought, "Why didn't I hear of this sooner? A letter could mean so many things—an explanation, a warning, a plea."She stepped forward, eyes locked onto her father’s. “Where is it?”Valerion didn’t answer.Her jaw clenched. “Father. Where is the letter?”Still, he remained silent.Azrael followed his gaze, her golden eyes flicking toward the large fireplace in the corner. The embers still glowed a deep red, the charred remains of burned parchment barely distinguishable within the flickering flames.Her breath hitched.“You…” She swallowed, feeling her chest tighten. “You burned it?”A long silence stretched between them. Valerion didn’t need to confirm it. His silen

  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHT   BREWING WARS & MISUNDERSTANDINGS

    The grand ballroom, once a scene of opulence and power, now lay in ruin. Blood pooled across the marble floors, glistening under the dim torchlight. The bodies had been cleared, but the scent of death still clung to the air. Nobles whispered among themselves as they made their way out, their once pristine gowns now tainted with the remnants of battle. The surviving guests, shaken and pale, dispersed into the night, each returning to their respective homes, their minds heavy with what had transpired.Seraphim stood near the grand entrance, his long black cloak barely disturbed by the cold night breeze. The carriage awaiting him was as grand as the man himself—crafted from obsidian, silver and gold, pulled by six midnight-black steeds with crimson eyes. House Blackthorne, ever the gracious hosts, stood around him, seeing him off.Valerion faced the King of Norrix, his crimson gaze unreadable. “This was not just an attack,” Valerion said, his voice deep and unwavering. “It was a declarat

  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHT   THE INEVITABLE

    It was nothing but total silence.No more howls of rage. No more screams of the dying. Only the distant crackling of torches and the labored breaths of the surviving Lycans filled the cold night air.Draven stood in the center of it all, his bare feet planted in the blood soaked earth. The moon, high and full, cast a silver glow over the carnage, illuminating the severed limbs, the gaping wounds, the broken bodies of both Vampire and Lycan alike. The ceremonial grounds, once a sacred place, were now nothing but a slaughterhouse.The smell was suffocating—copper, burnt flesh, the sharp scent of fear and rage lingering in the air. Blood painted the ground in deep pools, congealing beneath his feet.Draven exhaled slowly, his chest rising and falling with measured control. Around him, the rest of his warriors shifted back into their human forms, panting, bruised, some clutching their wounds, but all still standing. Their victory had come at a cost.Cyrus wiped the back of his hand across

  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHT   THE SPARKS OF WAR

    The grand walls of House Blackthorne, once a scene of opulence and dark splendor, had been transformed into a blood-drenched battlefield. The towering obsidian columns, engraved with ancient runes of House Blackthorne’s dominion, were slick with fresh blood—both vampire and lycan. The scent of iron was thick in the air, mingling with the acrid tang of burned flesh.The once-immaculate marble floor was strewn with the bodies of Lycans, some in half-shifted forms—twisted amalgamations of beast and man, their severed limbs twitching as the last vestiges of life faded from their bodies. But the vampires had suffered as well. Far too many. Too many noble warriors of their house lay motionless, their pale forms crumpled against the carnage.The echoes of the battle still rang in the ears of the survivors. A soft rasp of dying breaths. The low growls of those still gripping onto what little strength they had left.And standing amidst it all, like a specter of death himself, was Valerion.His

  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHT   THE SILVER MOON MASSACRE

    All it took was a single breath. A single moment of tension before chaos tore through the ceremonial grounds of The Silver Moon Pack.Draven snarled, his fangs elongating as his keen gaze darted through the shadows, taking in the swarm of vampires descending upon them like a tide of death. Their eyes—black as the void—felt wrong. Not just in the way of his kind’s natural hatred for vampires, but in a way that sent something primal and ancient shuddering inside him. These creatures were different. Unnatural.“Secure the pups! Get them away from here—NOW!” Draven’s command was a thunderous snarl, his voice cutting through the chaos.Eryx reacted immediately. “You heard him! MOVE!”The Gamma’s voice boomed across the grounds as he turned, already in motion. The young Lycans and non-combatants scattered, some in human form, others shifting into smaller, leaner lycans to run faster. Several warriors peeled away to escort them, forming a defensive barrier as they vanished into the night.Dr

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