Masuk❤️ A Vampire's First Crush ❤️It was bigger than the first one. Much bigger. Wide enough for three people to sleep without touching each other.Kaelithra stared at it. Her mouth hung open just a little. She turned her head and glared at him."You could have done that the whole time?" she asked, her voice flat as old water. "Instead of us arguing like children in a marketplace and fighting? Instead of all of that, you could have just snapped your fingers and fixed everything?""Yes," Draevon said with a shrug. His face was perfectly calm, perfectly innocent, like he had not just wasted an hour of her life for no reason at all."You are the worst person I have ever met," she said."Thank you," he replied, and there was a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "It took years of perfection to get this bad."Kaelithra walked to the new bed and she turned back to look at him."Do not even think about sharing this bed with me," she said as she climbs the bed. Her voice was sharp an
❤️ The Bedtime War (2) ❤️"You are impossible, you know that, right?" Kaelithra said, her voice rising with every word. She was standing in the middle of the ash pile with her hands on her hips and her face all scrunched up in that way that meant she was about to start listing every single thing he had done wrong since the moment they met. "I was on my own and minding my own business. Running my small shop in that dusty village, in fact I was not bothering anyone or causing trouble..."Draevon interrupted her. He held up one hand like a teacher telling a student to stop talking."I know," he said, his voice flat and bored. "You do not need to say it every single time we are arguing."Kaelithra's eyes narrowed. "I will say it as many times as I want. This is my rant and I will make it as long as I please." She took a step toward him, leaving footprints in the ash. "Now go get me another bed that is as comfortable as the last one. Or else you are not sleeping tonight. And trust me when
❤️ The Bedtime War ❤️"Hey," Draevon said.Kaelithra did not move."Hey," he said again, louder this time.Still nothing. Just that slow, even breathing, in and out, in and out.Draevon crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes. He had been around enough people pretending to be asleep to know the difference between real sleep and fake sleep. Real sleep had a certain looseness to it, a certain heaviness. Fake sleep was too still and too careful. The breathing was too regular, like the person was counting in their head.One. Two. Three. Breathe in. One. Two. Three. Breathe out.Kaelithra was definitely faking."I know you are still awake," Draevon said, his voice flat and tired. "So get up and move. I am tired. I want to sleep. And this is my bed. My chamber. My room. My castle. My kingdom. Everything here belongs to me, including that bed you are currently starfishing all over."Kaelithra did not respond.Draevon walked over to the edge of the bed and looked down at her. He
❤️ The Starfish on the King's Bed ❤️By the time King Malgron reached his own kingdom, it was already night, and the only light coming out was from the torches lining the castle walls and the thin sliver of moon. He had been riding for hours and his mind had been working the whole time, turning things over and over like a mill wheel grinding grain, and none of it made him feel any better.Number one. Why would his daughter deny knowing him? He knew she knew him. He had seen it in her eyes, that flash of recognition before she looked away. So why? Why was she pretending not to know her own father? What had gotten into her head in the three years she had been gone?Unless. Unless Draevon was threatening her. Unless the mad king had his claws in her somehow, had threatened to hurt her or hurt him if she did not play along with his little game. That thought made Malgron's blood boil. That thought made his claws want to come out and his teeth want to grow sharp. If Draevon was threatening
❤️ The Blood Prince's Threat ❤️The remaining tracker nodded his head. He nodded so fast that his head looked like it might fall right off his shoulders and go rolling across the stone floor like a bowling ball. His chin bobbed up and down, up and down, a frantic yes yes yes that he could not stop even if he wanted to. He nodded and nodded and nodded because he could not speak. His voice had packed its bags and left town. He could not run because his legs had turned to jelly. He could not do anything except stand there and agree with every single word that came out of Darius's mouth, even if Darius had told him the sky was green and the moon was made of cheese.Darius looked at him for one long, terrible moment. His pale red eyes seemed to pierce right through the tracker's skin and read the thoughts underneath. Whatever he saw there must have satisfied him because he gave a small, sharp nod, more of a jerk of his chin really, and then he turned around and walked away.His boots made
❤️ The Blood Prince's Warning ❤️ He had been leaning against the stone wall with his arms crossed over his broad chest, waiting for them. His informants had told him the trackers were back. His instincts had told him to wait here instead of in his chambers. So he had come. He had stood in the shadows for what felt like hours, watching the main doors, listening for footsteps, waiting for the two men who held the answers to his questions. The trackers stopped walking. Their feet rooted themselves to the ground. They looked at each other and then at Darius and then at each other once again. They had forgotten about the money. Coins that were supposed to be payment for a simple job. Find the prince. And if the opportunity presented itself, if the moment was right, if no one was watching... Well. They had not found the opportunity. The moment had not been right. So the job was incomplete and the money was still in their pocket and now Darius was standing in front of them with murder
❤️ Venom and Desire ❤️Marl's mouth fell open, the scream clawing up his throat like a beast unchained but what erupted was no cry of agony. It was a deep, guttural moan that echoed off the walls of the chamber, raw and unwilling, torn from the depths of him. Pain? He had braced for it, fangs like
❤️ My Sweet Marl ❤️The two trackers stood very still.Darius smiled again and straightened up, smoothing the front of his jacket with both hands."I have faith in the both of you," he said warmly, like a man who had just asked a very reasonable thing of two very reasonable people. "Do not disappoi
❤️ Mine To Take ❤️"You pervert," she said through her teeth, pointing at him.Draevon's smirk spread wide and slow across his face like he had been waiting for her to say exactly that. "I told you that you were my type and you did not believe me. Look at that. You have got exactly the right size o
❤️ I Want You (2) ❤️Kaelithra smirked dangerously and the air around her shifted. It was subtle but it was there.Draevon felt it immediately. His tongue swept slowly across his lower lip and his eyes sharpened in a way that had nothing to do with threat and everything to do with interest. He had







