LOGINSaratan: I lost everything when my celebrity boyfriend decided to dump me for a more…popular actress. I lost my dignity, my safety, my apartment, my savings… you name it. I was at rock bottom and then sunshine came flooding my way. Do I call it sunshine though? Being recruited against my will as a blood vessel and then indebted to a recluse vampire who ‘saved’ my life, is that sunshine? Dregen: My kind decided to make our existence known to humans and offered a ‘hand of friendship’ which they more or less grumblingly accepted but I do know for sure that the Vampire Royalties wants a little more than to just co-exist with what we call, “Preys.” Power…Power is their Ultimate target but I don’t care. My hands are too full investigating the disappearance of vampires. Then she came barreling into my life. Saratan Credi. I don’t want her but I’m stuck with her. My vampire hates her but my wolf craves her presence like a man starved of water in a desert. She thinks I’m a good man…tsk… but what she doesn’t know is I don’t have a heart. It shriveled up and died right after I ran away from home, renounced my pack, my wolf, and embraced my vampire, my darkness.
View MoreSaratan’s P.O.VI woke up with a start, feeling a surge of heat in my body. The sunlight streaming through the window blinds reminded me that it was morning, but my mind was stuck in the night before.“I feel something hard.”My eyes widened as I instantly regretted my words. He must think I was such a freak….Oh God…His harsh intake of the damp air cut off the train of my thoughts and liquid heat pooled in my core as he tightened his grips on my arms, his lips just inches from mine.“What did you say?” His voice was low and gruff, a powerful feeling of lust exploded in me and I moaned, pressing harder to him.“Dregen...” His jaw clenched. His pupils dilated, the tiny golden flecks spreading over his blue irises and the sound that erupted from his lips was a guttural growl, “Dammit, you witch.”I gasped when he pressed his entire body to hold me against the wall but my next breath was stolen by his hungry mouth. His kisses were brutal, hurting, forcing my lips apart. I could swear hi
Dregen’s P.O.VI hacked into the databases of the local media outlets, security cameras, and phone records, searching for any clue. My eyes scanned the screen, looking for patterns, anomalies, traces. But all I saw was a blank wall. No names, no faces, no evidence. Just a trail of blood and ash.Vampires were going missing and someone was covering their tracks. Someone was fucking toying with me.And I hated this overwhelming feeling of helplessness and cluelessness.More importantly, I hated being the baron.It was a title I never wanted, a title I never earned. It was a title that belonged to my father, a vampire that left me nothing but a cursed bloodline.Hybrid vampires like myself were nothing but an abomination that should have been killed at birth or so they said.But she hadn’t thought so…She hadn’t run away. She hadn’t judged. Saratan sang to us and cradled me against her. Dregen, she made us feel. It’s been what? Decades…? “And I hate her for it!” I blocked out the guttura
Saratan's P.O.V I shook my head, pulling the comforter over me with trembling hands. My knuckles turned white from clutching the covers so tightly as the sensation of all the blood draining out of me when that vicious monster fed from me like I was nothing but food feathered through my spine. But the voice grew stronger, more insistent, until I could feel it inside my bones. "Come to the south wing." A stabbing pain shot through my head as she screeched, twisting her misleadingly innocent face into an ugly mask It was like being caught in a nightmare, unable to escape. But something about Lora's voice was different now. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. The darkness of the room seemed deeper now, more oppressive. I gasped for air, my chest tight. But Lora's voice was still there, echoing in my head. “South wing! Hurry!" she hissed. "I have something to show you." I couldn't ignore her any longer. I had to see what she wanted, even if it meant risking my life. I got out
Saratan’s P.O.V I was pissed. Royally pissed that I barely held back from breaking something. And the two things making my insides boil were beyond my control. The first thing happened a few days back but it still left a bitter taste in my mouth. Three days ago That morning I found Lora at my doorstep, I had almost pissed myself. Gone was the adorable girl with the white-haired doll. Lora was fully charged with powers she had little to no control over. Running was useless because she was as fast as lightning, waiting right in front of where I was running towards. I couldn’t throw things at her because I didn’t know if she healed like other vampires… if it would scar her. I screamed and prayed for Mrs. Thornton and Mr. Jones to return to the mansion as I ran for dear life. I know you’d be thinking….why don’t you just run outside? Well, if I ran outside and she chased after me, she might be badly hurt from the sunshine and then Dregen would kill me himself. I’d thought my end wa






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