All Chapters of The Devil's Kiss: Craving The Vampire Dark Lord : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

30 Chapters

A Breath of Night

(Joachim's pov) When Yvette left for her suite, her scent stayed behind. Sweet. Heaven. A trap. I liked her close. Too close. Valerius warned me about this — first contact with a human always left a hunger. I will get over this stupid feeling soon. I lied to myself. The penthouse felt too bright, too full of her fragile, human life. My chest ached with a strange pull. I remembered the flowers I'd given her days ago. I couldn't even recall their name, only her gratitude. It brought back memories of a sun I had long since forgotten. And it had a cage-like feeling. I started to feel restless, a primal need for speed and darkness. My haven of control, the penthouse felt all of a sudden, too tiny, too bright and too full of her painfully fragile and wonderfully human life. It was time for me to leave. I had to take a breath of night. I had to remind myself that I was a predator, not just the man she was starting to see. Using the elevator, I descended from the penthouse to the privat

Last Updated : 2025-09-22

Under the Lions

(JOACHIM'S POV). The brief warmth of the deer's life did little to calm the icy tempest within me. As usual, the hunt had brought me back to reality but my mind was still focused on the penthouse and the brave, angry human woman who was sleeping in my house at the moment. “Better?” Elias called out to me from the edge of the rooftop and jerked me out of my thoughts. “Much better,” I said, feeling satisfied but not at all at ease. Elias smiled slightly and wisely. “You need a diversion. The drink should taste real, not like fur or fear.”He pointed toward the city's glistening center. “Come on. Let's head to the coven. It's been far too long since you behaved like your old self. You haven't been in the coven for two weeks. Come loosen up a bit.”“Old self?” I chuckled lightly. “I am five hundred and seventy years old.”He laughed in response and said “And you have been acting like a grumpy old man for all of it. Come my brother. Let's be vampires for tonight, tomorrow we can be h

Last Updated : 2025-10-06

The Devil and The Mona Lisa

Yvette's pov I was chasing my thoughts and feeling helpless with each one that struck my mind. I was awake at three in the morning, gazing at the strange patterns the moonlight created on my magnificent room's ceiling. I had a jumbled mess of thoughts. Thoughts that won't leave me alone.It kept playing back the scene from the previous day when everything in my world had completely changed. His smile. The aloof haughty smile I was accustomed to wasn't there. His entire face had changed with a genuine tentative tiny smile that gave me a glimpse of a man I had never met. He had bought those flowers, stargazer lilies which I had kept in my room and now I was staring at them.There was a persistent, dizzying puzzle in my mind. It was how one man could be both a cold, cunning creature who had years of loneliness and despair in his eyes and was still the same man who remembered my mother's favorite flower and had a heart-breaking faint smile. He was just hard to understand and it would

Last Updated : 2025-10-09

Curiosity kills angels

Yvette’s POVMy heart beat faster than it had ever beaten before and my lips instantly wet dry, a consequence of asking what I shouldn't.He didn't say anything, didn't even give me a glance but when he did, the anger I was hoping to see in them wasn't there and the only thing surrounding us was the thick, suffocating, annoying silence.He shut the book slowly, but back to place, The Mona Lisa . Or whoever she really was.“ I asked you a question, ” I said quietly. My voice slightly carried across the room, but he heard it. He always did. “ Who's she? ”He didn’t look at me right at all. His head tilted slightly, a slow exhale leaving his lips and his chair creaked as he moved away from it, moving with that infuriating calm that made my chest strain.“ Curiosity, ” he said, voice low and smooth, “ is what gets angels killed, Yvette. ”The way he said my name sent a shiver down my spine. It wasn't because I was scared that he had caught me yet again, spying on him but because his eyes

Last Updated : 2025-10-13

An expensive morning

Yvette's pov The penthouse. His penthouse. His god-damned penthouse, I shut my eyes, the early morning sun hitting my face as memories of last night came flooding back. I groaned and the images of his sexy lips and dark eyes filled my head. His eyes held somethings hot.Not anger though. It was something much more dangerous: a fleeting recognition of the conflict that was going on between us. “Not today, please.” I groaned.However, my treacherous brain ignored it. Every moment was replayed in agonizing detail like a movie on repeat. His blue eyes, it was the eyes that held me in place like a statue , the way he stared at me like I was a temptation, something forbidden he shouldn't touch.The man who owned it was perfectly reflected in everything, whether it was black white or grey. Days earlier, he had left me lilies which provided the only burst of color. I should have sent them back to him.Rather li

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

Breakfast at Waldorf

He extended his hand to me in the midst of the camera’s constant staccato of dazzling white light, I had a moment of vertigo when I realized that the man who had just hours before kissed me until I was out of breath, whose touch had felt like a brand against my skin was now a stranger dressed in a fitted suit. At first, I thought this place was in my dream, a place where I couldn't dare imagine, because tell me how on earth a place like this existed and I wasn't aware. It was a place not just for the rich but for old money. Joachim's hand gently graced my back like I was his prizes possession. An exquisitely chosen item to adorn his arm. We were a masterwork of trickery because with a single misstep or glance the hungry press would eat us alive. I, Yvette Moreno, his sophisticated art curator fiancée and Joachim Knight the elusive billionaire who was finally apprehended had to be the ideal couple. A match made in heaven for public relations profes

Last Updated : 2025-10-15

The first half smile

It was as if I had just fled a combat zone with well-placed compliments and courteous smiles used in place of bullets.“Remind me never to agree to a breakfast charity again,” I muttered as my fingers struggled with my emerald silk dress’s absurdly tight collar. The outfit felt more like a finely tailored straitjacket after three hours of playing the adoring girlfriend even though it had looked gorgeous in the boutique. “Remind me never to attend one with you again,” Joachim said behind me. The fact that he had just spent those three hours feigning intense love for the benefit of New York’s elite was not particularly hinted at by the low languid current of his voice. I was about to say something wicked to him when the memory of the previous hours came into my head.The grounding weight of his possessive hand which had been there since we got out of the car was still resting on the small of my back. Nothing more than a c

Last Updated : 2025-10-16

Yes, My lord

His absurdly large monitor displayed CityPulse Online with our faces splattered across the digital page beneath the headline Billionaire Recluse Sighted with Sunshine Incarnate. I was the sunshine it seems. Because half the city believed our brief romance was real, the comments section was a veritable goldmine of conjecture. I was acting like a publicist while the fake couple deceived everyone. I didn't know he had walked into his office as I continued to smile and feel the warmth of the moment sink into my chest.He held a parcel which he concealed from me.“Just a regular delivery,” he sighed and walked slowly towards me, perhaps to resume what he couldn't finish and I closed my eyes anticipating the kiss when the sharp tap-tap echoed throughout the penthouse again. He was a statue the next minute. The cool aristocratic stillness he wore like armor took the place of the warmth that had been on his face. He became

Last Updated : 2025-10-16

Blood and Briefs

Joachim's POVI fixed my cufflinks in the hallway mirror, the sterling silver reflecting the morning light that was pouring through the windows in the penthouse. Behind me, I heard Yvette bustling through the kitchen — her mind a jumbled orchestra of coffee, coffee, need coffee and why is he psychotically organizing coffee mugs by size?I grinned. A little.“Looking for something, darling?” I shouted without turning around.A door banged shut. "Your OCD-ass mug collection is about to meet my fist.""Violence before caffeine.”She was standing in the doorway, her hair in a messy bun, in one of my dress shirts that had buttons down the front and hummed perfectly against my mid-thigh. My dress shirt. The sight of her did a regrettable thing to my chest that I immediately turned away from.But I wondered where she had seen it but I said nothing."Do you know what else is on-brand?" She wagged a finger at me. "You drink my oat milk. Again."“I don’t drink milk, Yvette. I don’t drink anyth

Last Updated : 2025-10-20

The Woodsman's Discovery

Yvette's PovThe penthouse was too still without him.I was in the kitchen, pain au chocolat dusted with crumbs on the plate, and the silence was rattling in my ears. Joachim had been gone twenty minutes already, and just like that the space felt different—less alive, less humming with that electric charge that followed him like cologne.Stop it. You're not falling for him. This is fake. All of that.But wherever he had been, and whatever it was he was doing, he brushed fingers against my fingers, and I still tingle from that touch getting me the pastry. My ear was still burning from the feel of his breath when heʼd come close.I shook myself. Focus. I had work to do actual work, not pining after some guy who was paying me to pretend I loved him.Except…I had been living here for three weeks and I hadn’t really ever seen most of the penthouse. Joachim kept certain doors locked. His study. His bedroom (the real, his real one not the guest room we pretended was “ours” for show).And I

Last Updated : 2025-10-20

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