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The Dark Lord's Mate. Moonlit Water
Draven's voice echoed through the night air, his deep tone sending a shiver down Aurora's spine."Strip, Aurora."His words caused a tingling sensation to spread through her inner thighs, a mix of anticipation and hesitation washing over her. She crossed her arms over her chest, staring at him with narrowed eyes."And why exactly should I strip? What reason do you have for making such a request?" she asked, her voice laced with defiance.Draven closed his eyes for a brief moment, as if collecting his thoughts. When he opened them again, his dark, piercing gaze locked onto hers."Because you are my mate, and I want you to enjoy this cool water with me," he said before dipping his head beneath the surface.Aurora remained frozen on the spot, his words stirring up memories she had long tried to suppress. Lucas had once uttered a similar command, his voice filled with cold authority, stripping her of her last shred of dignity without remorse. But Draven’s words felt different. His tone he
Last Updated : 2025-02-24The Dark Lord's Mate. A Dangerous Temptation
Mature Content WarningThe warm water lapped gently around them, but Aurora hardly noticed. Her pulse thundered in her ears, drowning out everything but the steady hum of Draven’s deep, smooth voice."Why are you scared, Aurora?"His words curled around her, making her shiver despite the heat of the water. His arms framed her on either side, trapping her in a cage of warmth and power. The weight of his presence pressed against her back, igniting something dangerous inside her.Aurora swallowed hard, her throat dry. Her entire body trembled, though whether from fear or something else entirely, she wasn’t sure. “Because I am naked,” she admitted in a whisper, her voice barely audible over the rippling water.Draven’s smirk was slow, deliberate, teasing. His piercing gaze never left her as he shifted slightly, closing the last inch of space between them. Her breath hitched when she felt him—solid and unmistakably aroused—against her lower back.His lips brushed against the curve of her n
Last Updated : 2025-02-25The Dark Lord's Mate. Trembling Fire
Matured Content.Aurora gasped, her heart pounding against her ribs as she felt Draven’s hands explore her trembling body. He wasn’t giving her time to think—his presence overwhelmed her, his touch sending waves of heat through her skin.His fingers grazed her bare shoulders before traveling lower, teasing along her arms, tracing gentle patterns over her skin. She shivered, biting her lip to suppress a gasp.“This isn’t fair,” she whispered, her voice barely above the sound of water rippling around them.Draven’s lips curved into a knowing smirk. “What isn’t fair, mon amour?” he murmured, his breath warm against her ear.Aurora squeezed her eyes shut. Every inch of her body felt sensitized under his touch. This feeling—it was nothing like what she had known before. This wasn’t forced, nor was it distant or meaningless. This was different. Dangerous. Tempting.“You don’t even give me a chance to think straight,” she admitted, her voice shaky.Draven chuckled, his fingers grazing the si
Last Updated : 2025-02-25The Dark Lord's Mate. Prize for Winning.
Matured Content.Aurora spun around swiftly, her eyes locking onto Draven. Her heart pounded in her chest as she realized her mistake—she had let his name slip. How could she have lost? And in a game like this? Of course, she would lose in a game like this. She gasped, her mind reeling with confusion. What was his prize for winning?"I haven't even gone for a swim yet. We came here to swim," she pointed out, hoping to change the subject.Draven smirked, his expression filled with mischief. "You can swim later. The pool isn't going anywhere. There are plenty of days left to swim."Aurora exhaled sharply, her eyes darting toward the water. She wished, just for a moment, that the king would pass out. But she knew that wasn’t going to happen."Where are we going?" she asked hesitantly, watching as he stepped out of the pool.Draven grabbed a towel and began drying himself off, his movements slow and deliberate. Aurora struggled to keep her gaze from wandering, but she couldn’t help it. He
Last Updated : 2025-02-26The Dark Lord's Mate. A King's Summons.
Aurora's eyes snapped open. She blinked rapidly, adjusting to the dim morning light filtering through the tall windows. The air was crisp, carrying the distant chirping of birds outside. She sat up quickly, her heart pounding. The room was empty.She pressed her palms against her forehead, squeezing her eyes shut. She needed to remember what had happened last night. The memories felt fragmented, like shattered glass piecing itself together.Then, it hit her.A sharp gasp escaped her lips as she recalled every detail. There was no way she could forget. The previous night, King Draven had been the one who was drunk—not her. But what had she done?Aurora groaned, rolling over the plush bed, clutching the sheets tightly. A wave of anxiety crashed over her. Had she really done something like that with him?"What the hell have I done?" she muttered, gripping the pillow and smacking it against the bed in frustration.A sudden voice broke through her thoughts."What are you doing, attacking a
Last Updated : 2025-02-28The Dark Lord's Mate. What's Happened Last Night.
"Thank you for the birthday gift. It looks lovely."Aurora heard King Draven respond to the mysterious woman in the room with him. Her heart clenched. What cardigan were they talking about?She had also made a cardigan for the king.She never expected anyone else to give him such a ridiculous gift for his birthday.Stepping back, she hesitated. There was no way she was going to enter the room now. The king already had a woman with him. The thought sent a sharp sting through her chest.Just as she turned to leave, the door swung open. A woman with long, thick hair stepped out, followed closely by King Draven."The she-wol—""In my chambers, My Star."Draven cut the woman off and, without hesitation, strode toward Aurora. Before she could react, he grabbed her and pulled her into the room, slamming the door shut in Bella’s face.Draven walked to the table, his gaze fixed on Aurora. She stood there, her expression twisted in frustration."You look upset," he remarked, watching her finge
Last Updated : 2025-03-02The Dark Lord's Mate. Whispers of Treason.
"You wouldn’t have done that."Aurora's voice wavered as she spoke. She couldn't believe something like this had happened between them again.No matter how much she tried to deny it, there was no escaping what they felt for each other."Oh? And what should I have done instead?" Draven smirked, his tone teasing. "Left you wanting? Needing my touch?" He took slow, deliberate steps toward the large table in his room, picking up a piece of clothing that rested upon it. Bringing it to his nose, he inhaled deeply, sighing."I can’t believe Bella made a cardigan like this." He ran his fingers over the fabric, admiring the intricate pattern.Aurora clenched her fists at her sides. The doctor was a terrible liar. She shut her eyes tightly, swallowing down the cry threatening to escape her lips."Is something wrong?" Draven asked, watching her closely.Aurora quickly shook her head and rose to her feet. "Nothing," she murmured, striding toward the door. Pausing, she turned back to face him. "I’
Last Updated : 2025-03-02The Dark Lord's Mate. Secret Among The Flowers.
Aurora and Queen Lilith sat on the front balcony, knitting together. The cool breeze carried a sense of calm, but Aurora found herself momentarily lost in thought. This morning’s events still lingered in her mind—particularly the doctor and her deceit.“What did the Vampire King say about the gift you gave him?” Queen Lilith asked, her hands moving skillfully as she worked on her knitting.Aurora paused, almost forgetting about the incident. She let out a small sigh. “He hasn’t said anything,” she replied, continuing to knit a new garment for herself.“Why not? The cardigan is beautiful. I see no reason why he wouldn’t appreciate such a thoughtful gift,” the queen said, glancing at Aurora with curiosity.“He never acknowledged it because he doesn’t know I made it,” Aurora admitted, closing her eyes for a moment. That morning, King Draven had confronted her in his own way, demanding the truth, yet she had been unable to explain.Queen Lilith frowned. “What do you mean?”“The doctor,” A
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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
