All Chapters of The Tattooed Queen: Claimed By The Mad King: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

❤️ 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 Handsome Idiot (2) ❤️Zaerath's lips began to twitch, he was very angry."Are you," he said, his voice low and shaking, "in any fucking way, mocking me?"Kaelithra put both hands on her cheeks and tilted her head like a little girl pretending to be surprised. She made her eyes wide and her mouth into a small O shape. Then she used her thumbs to mimic tears rolling down her face."Aww," she said, her voice dripping with fake sympathy. "Do you want to cry? Is the big bad demon prince going to have a little cry because his ex-girlfriend found someone better? Do you need a nap? A juice? A blankie?"Zaerath's whole face turned a shade of purple that did not look healthy."You are not handsome," Kaelithra continued, gesturing at Marl's full body like she was presenting a prize pig at a county fair. "Not even a little bit. Not compared to my friend Marl here. Look at this man. Look at these shoulders. Look at this hair. Look at this face that has never done a single day of hard labor

❤️ The Beast Breaker (2) ❤️Korgath moved and for a giant, he was very fast. One second he was standing in the kitchen doorway, wiping his hands on a cloth. The next second he was between Kaelithra and Zaerath, his massive arm sweeping out to block the demon prince's claw.Zaerath's hand connected with Korgath's forearm instead of Kaelithra's neck. The white lightning crackled and died. The claws scraped against the giant's skin but did not draw blood. Korgath did not even flinch."Get out of my way," Zaerath snarled, his white eyes blazing. He tried to push past Korgath, but the giant did not budge. It was like watching a small dog try to move a mountain.Korgath looked down at the demon prince. His face was so calm and very bored, almost. He had seen bigger threats than this broken, bleeding creature."You missed your chance," Korgath said. His voice was deep and rumbly, like stones grinding together. "Go home while you are still breathing."Zaerath's lip curled. He raised his good

❤️ A Demon's Obsession ❤️ Miraeve burst out laughing and it was not a small laugh. She threw her head back and her messy hair swayed. Her bare feet shifted on the cold stone. She laughed so hard that she had to put one hand on her hip to steady herself. "Please," she said, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. "We both know what we signed up for when you agreed to be my bed mate. Do not stand there and give me that fu¢king $hit right now. You knew the rules. You agreed to the rules. No feelings. No strings. Just pure fun." Zaerath's face did not change. His jaw was set. His red eyes were steady. "I love you," he said again. Louder this time. The words echoed off the stone walls and up toward the grey morning sky. "I truly love you, Miraeve. Not as a bed mate or as a fun time but as a woman. As the only person who has ever made me feel something real." Miraeve stopped laughing. Her face went flat. Her eyes went cold. She took a slow step toward him and he actually flinched, j

❤️ Jealous Hearts ❤️"Did I do anything wrong, Marl?" Miraeve tried again. Her voice was softer this time. Almost gentle. She reached out and placed her hand on the table near his bowl, not quite touching him, just letting it sit there like an offering.Marl did not look up. He did not respond. His spoon kept moving, in and out, in and out, scraping against the bottom of the bowl. The sound was the only thing filling the silence between them.Miraeve sighed. A long, heavy sigh that seemed to come from somewhere deep in her chest. She watched his face for any sign of movement, any crack in that wall he had put up. There was nothing. Just the same empty expression, the same mechanical movements.Miraeve picked up her spoon and started eating. Fast. She shoveled the stew into her mouth without tasting it. She had left her beautiful dining room with its long tables and tall windows and comfortable chairs to sit in this cramped kitchen because Marl preferred it here. Because he felt comfor