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The castle loomed in uneasy silence as dawn's first light crept across the sky. The air inside the stone corridors was still, heavy with tension. Carlos, still wearing his bloodstained armor, paced the length of the war room. His mind reeled from the ambush, from Kael’s venomous words… and from the gnawing sense of danger he couldn’t shake.Aurora.Draven’s mate hadn’t been seen since the king left. And now, with the chaos outside and betrayal within, Carlos could no longer assume she was safe. He had sent messengers to every wing of the castle, ordered every guard to sweep the halls—but no sign of her.He returned to her chamber personally, pushing open the heavy door, calling her name. Silence greeted him.The bed was neatly made. Her crimson cloak was gone. But something caught his attention.A strange scent.Carlos's sharp vampire senses caught it immediately—something not quite vampire, not quite werewolf. He inhaled deeper. It was faint, but recent.His eyes scanned the room. Th
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
