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The Lycan Alpha and The Vampire King studied each other for a long moment, as if waiting to see who would make the first move. It was Valerion who turned first, pivoting sharply and disappearing into the massive tent behind him without another word. A silent command for Draven to follow.

Cyrus shot a glance at Draven, a wordless question. Draven gave a subtle nod, and together they stepped forward, past the guards, past Raphaelā€”who muttered something under his breath as he turned and followed as well.

Inside the tent, the air was thick with incense, the low glow of candlelight illuminating the large space. And there, on a grand but simple bed, lay Azrael.

Dravenā€™s breath hitched.

She was so pale, her skin almost as white as the sheets she laid on. Her dark lashes fluttered slightly, her chest rising and falling so faintly it was barely noticeable. He had seen her fight, witnessed her strength firsthand but this? This was not the Azrael he knew.

Valerion moved to her side, his hand onc
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  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHTĀ Ā Ā CEREMONY OF LIES

    A heavy silence settled over the room. Valkyrie sat poised in her chair, her sharp gaze fixed on Diana, waiting for an answer. The question hung between them like a blade.Diana feigned confusion at first, her brows knitting together. Then she laughed lightly before she turned look at Valkyrie.Diana met her gaze without faltering, but there was a momentā€”a fleeting hesitationā€”that Valkyrie didnā€™t miss. Then smoothly, Diana exhaled and said,"Azrael? Where did you hear that name?ā€Valkyrie remains cold, watching her closely. Diana then shrugs it off. "Ah, you must mean Azrael Blackthorne, the Vampire Princess. Sheā€™s well-known, but surely you donā€™t think Draven has anything to do with her? That would be ridiculous. A Lycan and a Vampire? Impossible.ā€Diana leans in as if sharing a secret. "Besides, if Draven had any secret connection to her, wouldnā€™t I have mentioned it? What reason would I have to hide it from you?ā€Diana holds Valkyrie's hands. "You are Draven's future, Valkyrie. He

  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHTĀ Ā Ā A THORN IN THE VEIL

    Valerion sat upon his elevated throne, his presence commanding as ever, wine-red eyes sharp as he observed Seraphimā€™s approach. He didn't stand, nor did he offer a warm greeting. Respect had to be earned in this court.Seraphim strode forward, his heavy fur-lined cape trailing behind him. When he reached the base of the dais, he bowedā€”not too deeply, just enough to acknowledge the Vampire Kingā€™s authority without diminishing his own.ā€œKing Valerion.ā€ His voice was smooth, confident, and carried easily through the vast ballroom. ā€œIt is an honor to stand in your court.ā€Valerion tilted his head slightly, observing him as though he were some rare specimen. ā€œKing Seraphim. I trust your journey was comfortable?ā€ā€œThe roads to your kingdom are well-kept. And your lands are as formidable as the tales say.ā€ Seraphimā€™s lips curved ever so slightly. ā€œThough I suspect the real spectacle of the evening awaits.ā€His gaze slid past Valerion, settling upon Azrael.A deliberate pause.Azrael, dressed

  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHTĀ Ā Ā THE KING'S ARRIVAL

    The grand ballroom of Castle Blackthorne was alive with murmurs and music, the air thick with anticipation. Chandeliers of black iron and crimson crystals bathed the vast hall in an eerie glow, their flickering light casting elongated shadows across the polished obsidian floors. The scent of bloodwine and exotic spices curled through the air, mingling with the hushed conversations of the gathered nobility.Tonight was no ordinary gathering. Tonight, King Valerion had summoned the great houses of Blackthorne to witness a momentous occasionā€”one that had set the entire court abuzz with speculation.Azrael Blackthorne was to be given in marriage.And not to just anyone.To him, King Seraphim of Norrix.The name alone stirred whispers of admiration and fear.ā€œI still canā€™t believe it,ā€ a noblewoman murmured behind the rim of her glass. ā€œPrincess Azrael, bound to Seraphim of Norrix? What a union that will be.ā€ā€œA brilliant match,ā€ her companion agreed. ā€œNorrix is vast and powerful. Its land

  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHTĀ Ā Ā UNANSWERED QUESTIONS

    The candlelight flickered, casting restless shadows against the stone walls of his chamber. Draven sat on the edge of his bed, one hand braced against his knee, the other clenched into a tight fist. His mind was in turmoil, a storm of emotions that refused to settle. His breath came heavier than it should, his pulse a steady drum of frustration.It had been days.Days since he had sent the letter.Days of silence.Azrael had not replied.Every time he closed his eyes, he saw her. Her piercing golden gaze, the way her lips would curve in disdain when she was scheming, the sharp wit in her voice. He could almost hear her calling him a fool, chastising him for putting himself in this situation.Is she angry with me?That thought gnawed at him more than anything else.Had she decided he wasnā€™t worth the trouble?He gritted his teeth, running a hand through his hair. No. Azrael wasnā€™t one to ignore something like this unlessā€”unless something was preventing her from responding. His gut twis

  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHTĀ Ā Ā WHAT THE FLAMES DEVOUR

    Azrael stood before the towering mirror, her golden eyes scanning the reflection staring back at her. The ball gown that adorned her body was exquisite. Black as the midnight sky, embroidered with delicate golden vines and crimson roses that trailed down its voluminous skirts. The fitted bodice cinched at her waist, emphasizing her regal stature. Yet despite the undeniable beauty of it, she felt nothing.Her blonde hair was gathered into an elaborate updo. Nestled within were small roses, their deep red petals standing out against her shining golden locks. A silent, cruel irony. A queen in thorns. A bride in chains.Her fingers drifted to her throat, grazing over her mother's choker that never left her skin. The deep red gemstone gleamed under the candlelight.Her jaw clenched.Tonight was the night. The ball where King Seraphim of Norrix would arrive, where her father would introduce her as his intended bride.Her fate, sealed in silk and roses.A queen, but not in her own right. A w

  • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE: A KISS OF BLOOD & MOONLIGHTĀ Ā Ā A CROWN WITHOUT FREEDOM

    The air in Azraelā€™s chambers was heavy, thick with the scent of burning candles and the faint metallic trace of dried blood from the half-finished goblet on her bedside table. The room, though grand and adorned with dark velvets and intricate silver embroidery, felt suffocating tonight.Azrael lay sprawled across her massive bed, her black silk robe pooling around her like liquid shadow. Beside her, Eva rested on her side, propping her head up with her hand. She had been listening in silence, but her bright blue eyes gleamed with curiosity as Azrael finally let out a sharp breath."Heā€™s hosting a ball," Azrael muttered, breaking the silence. "And heā€™s already given my hand in marriage to King Seraphim of Norrix."Eva blinked, then tilted her head. "Why do you sound so furious? This isnā€™t the first time a suitor has come your way."Azrael let out a bitter laugh, turning to face her friend fully. "Thatā€™s exactly why this is different, Eva. Before, they came to me, asking for my hand. Th

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