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A Taste of Affection.
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The Dark Lord's Mate. Drunk on Wine...and Him
Draven watched with quiet satisfaction as Aurora took another bite, her lips parting slightly as she savored the taste. The food was truly delicious, but what pleased him most was that she enjoyed it.As he picked up his fork and joined her in eating, his sharp senses caught something—discomfort still lingered in her scent. She was still hesitant, still guarded.He wished he could erase that unease, wished she would trust him, relax around him.Hoping to shift the atmosphere, he asked, “So, what are your favorite meals?”Aurora’s face lit up instantly, her blue-green eyes shimmering with excitement.“Oh! I love egg-and-cheese toasted bread, chocolate cake with creamy toppings, strawberry ice cream, fried rice with salad, and a huge piece of fried chicken. I like to wash it all down with orange juice,” she said, her voice full of enthusiasm.Draven chuckled, amused by the way she spoke so passionately about food. She was breathtaking when she was excited.It was clear she had been well
Last Updated : 2025-02-17The Dark Lord's Mate. A Drunk Confession.
Draven exhaled slightly, knowing full well the risk he was taking. With slow, deliberate movements, he poured the deep crimson liquid into a glass, his eyes never leaving her. The scent of the wine filled the air—a rich, intoxicating aroma of ripe berries with a hint of spice. Carefully, he handed it to Aurora.She snatched it eagerly, bringing the glass to her nose."Oh my, I love this scent! It smells so divine—like strawberry ice cream," she purred, inhaling deeply. A small, pleased moan escaped her lips, sending an unexpected jolt through Draven’s body.His jaw tightened. "Stop making those sounds and just drink," he ordered, his voice rougher than intended.Aurora’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as she locked eyes with him. Instead of heeding his command, she took a long, slow sip, letting the liquid coat her tongue before swallowing with an exaggerated sigh of pleasure.Draven clenched his fists. The way she moved, the way her lips parted slightly as she drank—it was affe
Last Updated : 2025-02-18The Dark Lord's Mate. A Fire Unquenchable
It had been two weeks since her last date with King Draven.Aurora could not remember what had happened that night. She was a terrible drunk. When she woke up the next morning, her head pounded like a war drum, her mind was foggy, and everything around her felt strangely unfamiliar. The worst part? She had the nagging suspicion that King Draven had been avoiding her ever since that night.She had no memory of how she got home or if she had done or said something embarrassing. But something must have happened. The only time she saw Draven now was during dinner, and the way he looked at her during those meals sent chills down her spine. It was as if he knew something she didn’t, something that left an unspoken tension hanging between them."You aren't dressed yet, Aurora? We’ll all be late for the king's birthday!" Queen Lilith’s sharp voice jolted her back to the present. "I need to be in the great hall to make sure everything turns out perfectly."Aurora’s eyes widened. She had nearly
Last Updated : 2025-02-19The Dark Lord's Mate. An Evil Plan
The door creaked open, revealing Elder Eric. He wore a golden robe embroidered with intricate patterns and a tall, gleaming golden cap that symbolized his high status. Three men stood at his side, their expressions neutral yet watchful."Asmada Ezra," he said, his deep voice echoing slightly in the grand chamber.She turned gracefully, adjusting the delicate bracelets on her wrists. She was already dressed for the grand celebration—King Draven’s birthday. The dark red gown she wore clung to her frame elegantly, accentuating her regal presence. The glimmering jewelry around her neck and wrists only enhanced the power she exuded."Hello, Father," Asmada greeted, her tone neutral, yet there was an unmistakable edge to it. "What brings you to my room?"Elder Eric's gaze lingered on her attire before he spoke, his voice laced with subtle disapproval. "You plan on attending the King’s birthday?"She arched a perfectly sculpted brow. "Do you have a problem with that, Father?" She turned her
Last Updated : 2025-02-20The Dark Lord's Mate. A Dangerous Celebration.
A Dangerous CelebrationThe grand hall shimmered with an ethereal glow, bathed in the warm glint of gold and silver decorations. The walls, painted with fine layers of glittering paint, reflected the glow of the chandeliers, making the entire room seem like it was draped in stars.All around, high-ranking vampires conversed in hushed tones, sipping from crystal glasses filled with dark red liquid. These were not just any vampires—they were the elite, the powerhouses of the Vampire Kingdom. Each one either controlled vast business empires or held dominance over vampire packs, making them some of the most influential figures in their world.King Draven stood at the far end of the room, his piercing dark eyes scanning the sea of elegantly dressed guests. Every man was clad in finely tailored suits, and every woman wore luxurious gowns, their outfits reflecting the color theme of the evening. But Draven cared little for any of them. His thoughts were consumed by one person—his mate.He ha
Last Updated : 2025-02-20The Dark Lord's Mate. A Game of Fire and Blood.
Draven’s eyes blazed a deep, furious red, burning with jealousy as he watched the scene unfold before him. He had anticipated Aurora’s arrival, had waited impatiently for her presence to grace the hall. But now, a vampire—an audacious one—had dared to approach her.His enhanced hearing caught every syllable the man spoke, every arrogant inflection in his voice.“My name is Philip. I hail from the Eastern lands of the vampires. So, tell me, what is a beautiful lady like you doing here all alone?”Aurora’s heart pounded in her chest. Philip stood barely two feet away, his sharp features illuminated by the chandelier’s golden glow. He was undeniably handsome, but he reeked of something sinister—danger, blood, and centuries of experience in the art of deception.She turned slightly, her gaze flickering to where King Draven stood. The shattered glass was gone, replaced by a new drink in his grasp, yet his grip on it was tight, his knuckles white. His intense stare made her shudder.“The pa
Last Updated : 2025-02-20The Dark Lord's Mate. The Queen's Verdict.
Aurora froze when she saw the woman standing just a few feet away from her. It was none other than the strange woman who had been punished by King Draven.At first, Aurora had thought Doctor Bella was the most beautiful woman at the party, but this woman had changed that mindset instantly. There was something ethereal about her—something dangerous yet alluring."You still remember me, she-wolf?" the woman said, her lips curling into a smile that could be seen as pleasant to those unaware of the tension between them.Aurora swallowed. "I'm sorry for the punishment that was meted upon y—""I plead with you, do not speak of the punishment," the woman interrupted sharply. "Remembering it only aggravates my anger toward you."Her words carried an unmistakable edge of hatred. Aurora's eyes widened. Had she heard correctly? She shook her head slightly, wondering if there was something wrong with her ears."I'm Asama," the woman continued, her voice dripping with venom. "I think it’s best I i
Last Updated : 2025-02-21The Dark Lord's Mate. The Lord is Mine.
Asmada frowned. She did not like what was happening—everything seemed to be favoring the she-wolf.Still, she forced a small smile. There was time. Rome wasn’t built in a day, was it?Aurora turned her attention to the Vampire King, King Draven. Something about him was unsettling. He spoke more than necessary, his words slurred as if he were not in his right mind. Everything about him felt… odd.She narrowed her eyes. How much had he drunk?From the way he lounged carelessly with his men, it was clear he had more than his fill.“Oh, here she is. She finally decided to come back to her senses,” Draven said, his voice laced with amusement.The men around him chuckled, shaking their heads as they joined in his laughter.Aurora inhaled sharply, her fists clenching at her sides. There was no way she could leave the king like this. Letting him remain in this state, surrounded by his men, could lead to something drastic.She recalled the vampire queen’s words: Take him away from his human fr
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The Dark Lord's Mate. Heirs of Power.
Years passed like whispers in the wind. The Vampire Kingdom flourished under King Draven and Queen Aurora’s reign, their love a symbol of unity and strength. But the greatest marvels in the realm were not the towering castles or glowing blood lakes. They were the twin heirs—Lucien and Selene.From the moment they could crawl, the twins were different.Lucien, with eyes like molten silver and a voice that echoed like thunder, had an aura of fire and resolve. Even at the age of five, he could summon bursts of heat from his palms, often setting the garden leaves ablaze during tantrums. The servants whispered that he was born with the flame of the first vampire king.Selene, in contrast, moved like moonlight on still water. Her eyes shimmered with shifting violet hues, and she could vanish into shadows without a sound. Animals followed her, flowers bloomed at her touch, and sometimes, when she sang, the wind itself obeyed.“They’re not just heirs,” Lilith once whispered to Draven as they
The Dark Lord's Mate. The Heirs
Aurora’s pregnancy was nothing short of extraordinary.From the moment the palace healers confirmed the life growing within her, the Vampire Kingdom rejoiced. But beneath the celebrations lay a current of uncertainty. A royal child born of both vampire and werewolf blood had never existed—let alone twins.Aurora’s body changed rapidly. Her senses grew sharper, her energy surged unpredictably, and the bond between her and Draven deepened to near-telepathic levels. Some days, she could feel his heartbeat echoing in her chest. On others, he could sense her nausea before she even opened her eyes.“You don’t have to hover,” she teased one morning as Draven helped her sit up in bed. “I’m pregnant, not made of glass.”He smirked, placing a kiss on her belly. “Tell that to the kingdom. Half of them think you're the vessel of a prophecy. The other half think you’re going to sprout wings.”“Wouldn’t that be something,” she murmured, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear. “Our children—do you
The Dark Lord's Mate. The Blood Moon Union
The blood Moon rose high above the Crimson Citadel, casting its ethereal glow over the marble spires and silken banners fluttering in the night breeze. The air was rich with rose incense, and the palace gardens had been transformed into a realm of twilight wonder—laced with petals, lanterns, and crimson flame. Tonight was not about power, politics, or vengeance. Tonight belonged to love.Aurora stood before her mirror in a gown of shadowed silk and garnet lace, her crown replaced with a delicate circlet of moon-kissed pearls. Her heart beat fiercely beneath her ribs—not with fear, but with wonder. From the outcast of the Red Moon Pack to Queen of the Vampire Kingdoms… and now, she was about to become Draven’s mate fully.Behind her, the door creaked open and Lilith stepped in—a vision of timeless beauty in silver robes, her black hair falling like water. She had insisted on preparing Aurora personally for this night.“You look breathtaking,” Lilith whispered with a mother’s warmth. “D
The Dark Lord's Mate. The Crowning
The crimson banners of the seven vampire kingdoms fluttered in unison, heralding a day unlike any in their long, immortal history. At the heart of the capital, within the High Spire of Eclipsia—a spired palace of black marble and ruby glass—the coronation of Aurora was set to unfold.The courtyard of the palace had been transformed into a field of splendor. Velvet drapes spilled like blood down obsidian columns, golden torches lined the arches, and musicians played ancient hymns from silver flutes, their melodies echoing into the mountain winds. Nobles, royals, and warriors from all seven vampire kingdoms had gathered. Never before had so many fanged dignitaries stood together in peace.Aurora stood at the base of the obsidian steps, cloaked in a royal gown the color of moonlight over water, inlaid with threads of starlight and crystal. Her dark curls had been braided and crowned with a circlet of silver vines and bloodstones—Draven’s personal gift. She looked not like a girl who once
The Dark Lord's Mate. Trial under Crimson Citadel.
The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale silver glow over the great hall of the Crimson Citadel. Within its stone walls, a storm of judgment brewed. Rows of vampires, nobles and elders alike, filled the arched chamber, their crimson eyes gleaming with anticipation and disdain. At the head of the hall sat the council of judgment—King Draven, with his dark crown of thorns, Queen Aurora beside him in regal silver, and five ancient elders robed in twilight silk.Chained in obsidian manacles, Asmada Ezra stood before them. Her once-arrogant expression was twisted in rage and desperation. Her crimes echoed through the kingdom—poisoning Aurora, murdering a vampire at the gates of the capital, and conspiring with Kael and Elder Eric in treason against the vampire realm."Asmada Ezra," Elder Tullius began, his voice heavy with centuries of wisdom and authority. "You are accused of high treason, attempted assassination of the queen, and the slaughter of a royal guard. How do you plead?"Ezr
The Dark Lord's Mate. Sanctum of Shadows
Deep within the Withered Mountains, past the charred trees and forgotten trails where even the wind dared not linger, lay the hidden sanctuary of Elder Eric—the last untouched corner of the old world. Here, ancient power still thrived, pulsing beneath the stone like a living heartbeat. The mountains whispered secrets no man should know, and shadows moved even when no light touched them.Carlos crouched low at the base of a moss-cloaked boulder, eyes fixed on the narrow crevice ahead. The entrance to the hideout was cleverly hidden—a jagged slit in the rock, barely wide enough for a man to pass. The scent trail lingered in the air like a ghost: old blood, bitter herbs, and an undercurrent of twisted magic. It reeked of Elder Eric’s presence.He signaled to the elite trackers behind him—silent shadows in black cloaks, hand-picked by King Draven for this mission. With blades drawn and senses sharpened, they followed him into the tight crevice.The passage twisted and narrowed as it led d
The Dark Lord's Mate. The Final Battle.
The air still quivered with the echoes of battle, thick with the scent of blood, sweat, and burning magic. The eastern courtyard had become a battlefield once more, as the remaining werewolf warriors surged forward in a final attempt to protect their Alpha—Kael.But Aurora and Draven stood as an unbreakable wall.They moved like shadows and flame—his strikes calculated and devastating, hers swift and precise. The synergy between them was unmatched, as if their souls had memorized each other’s rhythm. They fought back to back, blades singing through the air, cutting down enemies with ruthless efficiency.Yet, their eyes never strayed far from Kael.The werewolf Alpha roared across the field, his eyes glowing a sickly red, corrupted by the dark spells that now pulsed in his blood. His body bulged with unnatural power, veins blackened, muscles trembling from the strain of magic-enhanced strength.“This ends today,” Draven murmured, the silver gleam of his elder-forged sword catching the
The Dark Lord's Mate. The Sun King.
Asmada Ezra’s screech cut through the throne room like a blade. She lunged at Aurora, claws flashing in the violet torchlight. Aurora ducked, her instincts sharpened by battle, and countered with a quick, slicing blow across Asmada Ezra’s ribs. The dark-haired vampiress hissed, crimson eyes burning with fury."You’ll regret ever stepping into this world," Asmada Ezra snarled.Aurora didn't waste her breath on an answer. Her body moved on its own, vampire speed surging through her veins, colliding with Asmada Ezra again and again in a blur of flashing steel and snarling fangs. They tore across the throne room, knocking over columns and scattering the dying embers of shattered torches.Lilith fought her own battle at the other side of the hall, keeping the hybrid creatures at bay, but she could only spare a glance. She trusted Aurora to survive—and to win.Aurora ducked under another claw swipe and slammed her shoulder into Asmada Ezra’s midsection. The impact sent them crashing through
The Dark Lord's Mate. The Serpent's Ring
Carlos and Aurora emerged from the tunnel, the hidden panel sliding shut behind them. The passage had left streaks of ash and blood on their clothes, but there was no time to rest—not while the scent of betrayal still lingered in the air.“Where now?” Aurora asked, eyes scanning the dim corridor. Her body remained tense, alert, even as her breath slowed.Carlos narrowed his gaze, nostrils flaring. “Back to the dungeons,” he said. “If Kael and Elizabeth were released from there, someone had to break the lock—or use a key.”They moved swiftly through the lower levels of the castle, avoiding the main hallways where patrolling guards could be seen in the distance. Carlos kept to the shadows, Aurora moving beside him with the grace of a predator. The halls beneath the palace had always felt heavy with secrets, but tonight, the air seemed denser. Something foul lingered in every breath.As they neared the entrance to the dungeon wing, Carlos halted, raising a hand.“You smell that?” he aske
