All Chapters of My Blind Princess: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Eva suddenly jolted awake. She felt her arms had been chained to something that felt like a bed. She tugged at her restraints but to no avail. The door to the room she was in opened and in walked Martin with a huge smug look on his face. Eva desperately tried to break free but she couldn’t. “You refused to be my concubine. Now you’ll be my whore.” Martin smiled as he gripped one of Eva’s ankles and pulled her body flat on the bed. Eva struggled but she couldn’t break free. Martin quickly tied her foot to the post of the bed and grabbed her other foot. Effectively tying it to the other post. Eva struggled and struggled but was unable to get free. The anxiety in her body started to rise as she felt more and more helpless against Martin. Even with all the struggling she was doing her body still hummed with excitement when she felt Martin touch her leg. She hated the fact that his hands were on her but she couldn’t help her body. “I am going to make you beg my name” Martin smirked a

From a distance, Samael could hear people speaking. He couldn’t make out what they were saying but if he focused enough he could hear them draw closer and closer. Samael was in complete darkness. His mind was still hazy and he didn’t know where he was. One thing he did know was that the last thing he remembers was running into Alpha Vasiliev. They had won the war and Eva was back in his arms. His relaxed state was short-lived when thoughts of Eva popped up. His heart began to pound harder and faster. Where was his beloved? Was she still safe? Samael tried everything he could to completely wake up. He yelled and yelled into the darkness but nothing happened. He struggled to move his body but nothing was obeying him. Samael tried for what seemed like hours, yet his situation had not changed. The more time he spent in the darkness the more he worried about Eva. He worried about her condition and if she was being helped. After everything they had gone through he could not let he

A week had passed since Eva had moved to the Vampire Castle. Life was pretty good, and she was a quick study. Thankfully her Queen duties were reasonably similar to that of her beta duties. Sam quickly started to learn his requirements as the next King. King Zane was relaxing in his chambers when his beloved walked in with a grin plastered on her face. "She knows how to do everything!" The Vampire queen shouted with happiness. "Everything we teach her she learns in a matter of days!" The Queen continued with praise. "Samael is going to be the best King our race has ever had!" She shouted with glee."Excuse me, ma'am, but I am right here." King Zane huffed as he watched his beloved smile. "You know what I mean," The Queen chuckled."Although she is blind, she is brilliant and adapts rather quickly to anything we throw at her; I honestly feel our son lacks next to Eva," The Queen mumbled."Samael got lucky; she is an excellent match for him," The King agreed as he sat on his bed.

As the ball continued Sam and Eva greeted the guests. Everyone addressed King Sam and Queen Eva with respect. Eva couldn't get accustomed to all the formalities that came with being a royal. In many situations, she wanted to be informal but feared being frowned upon by the other high-status vampires. Sam quickly noticed the change in his beloved. Fearing that she would be overwhelmed he pulled her outside for a breath of fresh air. “How is my Queen holding up?” Sam teased as he pulled Eva to him. “Honestly, it's a bit overwhelming” mumbled Eva. At times like these she wished she was still at the pack house with her family. Sam placed a gentle kiss on Eva's forehead as reassurance and embraced her. Eva took in a deep breath and sighed in bliss. Being close to Sam calmed her nerves and eased any tension she had. The night sky above the happy couple shined with multiple bright stars. All was well in the world at this precise moment as the pair enjoyed each other’s embrace. That

The woods were unnaturally silent, as if the very earth itself was holding its breath.Deep within the dense heart of the no-man's land, beyond the Vampire Kingdom and far from werewolf territory, a small, crooked cabin squatted under a canopy of twisted trees. No road led to it. No sunlight ever seemed to touch its crumbling walls. Magic, thick and heavy, blanketed the place, shielding it from prying eyes.Inside, the air was stifling. The scent of blood, herbs, and burnt magic clung to the walls like smoke. At the center of the cabin, on a rough-hewn altar made of stone, lay a body.Martin Cole.His chest barely rose with each breath, but he was alive.The witch sat beside him, legs tucked under her, dark hair a tangled mess down her back. Her pale fingers hovered over Martin's battered face, tracing the faint bruises and deep scars left behind."My poor prince," she whispered, voice trembling with devotion. "They tried to take you from me. But I won't let them."Her name was Lilith,