LOGIN“I am dying for a taste. Just one taste,” He whispered under his breath, like he was admitting to a shameful, forbidden desire, and without warning, he lunged for my wrist. ... Sarah is a high school student who has had a really hard life. Between being bullied at school and problems at home, she has had enough. She decides to commit suicide only to wake up in a different world and a different body. In this new world, vampires and humans coexist in a single society. Vampires protect the land and humans provide labour and blood. With Sarah's rotten luck, her second chance at living is as the hidden and disliked third daughter of the Hale family whose name is Lena. When Lena has to go in place of one of her sisters to the annual ball arranged by Alistair Valerius, the Vampire Lord of the Nocturne Territory, their paths cross. The Vampire Lord wants her blood and he is determined to have it. Lena has to move in with him and unexpectedly, sparks fly. A bond forms between them. Lena must learn to survive in this new and dangerous world as evil plots are made and rebellion rises against the Vampire Lord's reign.
View MoreLena’s POV The air in the garden was thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and the faint, bitter tang of the poisonous lilies the Queen Mother had loved so much. I sat on the stone bench, my hands resting in my lap. They were slightly wrinkled now, the skin thin like parchment, a map of the hundred and twenty years I had spent in this world. A century. It sounded like such a long time, but as I watched the moon rise over the spires of the palace, it felt like a single heartbeat. Nocturne had changed. We were no longer a kingdom hiding behind iron gates, we were the strongest territory in the known lands. Our army was unmatched, and our people, both vampire and human, lived in a peace that once seemed like a fairy tale. Alistair and I had built this together, stone by stone, law by law. I heard the familiar, heavy step of boots on the gravel. Even after all these years, I knew the rhythm of his walk. Alistair sat beside me, his movement slower than it used to be. The centur
Lena’s POV I stared at Alistair, my heart doing a strange, frantic dance against my ribs. Pregnant. The word felt heavy, impossible, and terrifyingly real all at once. I looked down at his large hand resting over my stomach. "Are you sure?" I whispered, my voice cracking. "The physician... he’s certain?"Alistair’s eyes were wetter than I had ever seen them. "He is certain, Lena. Six weeks." He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against mine. I could feel the slight tremor in his shoulders. "We are going to have a child."A wave of emotions crashed over me. I was ecstatic, a bubbly warmth spreading through my chest, but right behind it was a sharp spike of apprehension. I was human. He was a vampire. Would it be safe for me to carry a vampire baby? Eh. The Queen mother did it so I can. I pulled Alistair into a hug, burying my face in his neck.Alistair stayed with me for another hour, murmuring promises against my skin, before a messenger arrived. Duty called him to the border re
Alistair's POVOne year laterTime had passed since the ash of the traitors had been swept from the courtyard, and the Nocturne Territories felt like a different world. The heavy, suffocating blanket of fear that had defined my father’s final years and the chaos of Silas’s coup had finally lifted.I sat at the head of the High Council table, looking at the men and women gathered there. We had spent the morning implementing the "Grain and Steel" policy. We were subsidizing the human farmers in the northern valleys, providing them with better tools and protection in exchange for a steady food supply for the cities."The schools in the lower city are at capacity, my Lord," Torian said, closing a ledger.I looked at Torian and couldn't help but feel a small sense of wonder. He looked younger, the deep lines of grief that had etched his face for years finally fading. He had lost his blood mate when their daughter was barely a toddler, and he had raised her alone in the shadows of the palac
Lena's POVHe leaned in close, his body heat pressing against me, hands planted on the door beside my head. His gaze locked onto mine, intense and unyielding. “Kneel, Val’thira,” he commanded, his voice a low rumble that sent a thrill through my core. The words hung in the air, demanding obedience, and my knees weakened under the weight of his stare.I slid down slowly, my skirts pooling around me as I sank to the floor. My hands trembled as I reached for his belt, unbuckling it with fumbling fingers. He watched me, a smirk playing on his lips, his fangs peeking out just enough to remind me of his hunger. I tugged his breeches open, freeing his thick cock. It sprang out, hard and veined, the head already glistening with pre-cum. The scent of him filled my senses, making my mouth water.“Open your mouth,” he ordered, wrapping one hand in my hair to guide me. I parted my lips, and he pushed forward, sliding his cock past them. The salty taste hit my tongue as I wrapped my lips around






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