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Damon, rubbing his cheek, smiled, "You don't have to hit me, you know. Do you think you can handle it here?" "I guess it worked, you seemed like you needed it." Ava assured him, "Yes, with this book." Her gaze lowered to the book in her hands, and she explained, "It's a 'Book of Names." Damon asked. "How did you find it? I thought I kept it in my pocket." Ava realized, "It's yours?" He nodded, and he smiled, "That means you can open it, right? Because I've been trying to get this thing to open but it wouldn't." She asked eagerly

My hand rests on the side of her face and after a moment I softly press my forehead to hers as both of us breathe more slowly under the thick blankets. Ava's eyes are still slightly closed. Content. Sometimes I still see her face looking peaceful, and I find it shocking… I brush my thumb against her cheek. It answers the bond immediately. The word 'mine' slides out of its mouth softly. Not possession. Recognition. Ava's fingers wander over my chest. “You’re thinking again.” "I am the King of a whole territory, literally." "There's no denial," she said. This time I do laugh quietly. A low sound is still in the dark room in-between us.

It's not my will. "I, state your name, a human who was turning to be a vampire, accept my fate and to be under my master's care. Starting from this day, the prince, who is the heir to the throne, owned me and every inch of my body." He muttered huskily. My lips were trembling upon reckoning what he said. Nevertheless, I commented on the things he wanted me to say in order to be alive. "I, Tamari Issoria, a h-hunan who was turning to be a v-vampire, accepted my fate and to be under my master's care. Starting from this day, the prince, who is the heir to the throne, owned me and every inch of my body."

' I thought before closing my eyes as the shouts of my family members echoed around me. Author's Note- Hello my dear readers. This chapter marks the end of My Personal Lycan king (Book-1). The next book in the series is called My Personal Lycan King (Book-2) and is available on Goodnovel to read. I hope you like that book as much as you liked this one. I hope guys can support me like this. Love you all my lovely readers. Your Clumsy Authoress, Angelina

I kept trying to catch my breath as King trailed kisses over my skin, leaving a feral fire burning wherever his lips touched. “You smell and taste so fucking good, Ava,” he said hoarsely against my chest. “Nothing will ever come between us, do you agree?” “Yes,” I gasped as tingles ran down my spine. He ground his hips against mine, my pussy clenched, and I could feel his pre-cum soaking the thin fabric of my shorts. I whimpered and shoved my hands into his hair as he kneaded my clothed breast. Then he gave my thin straps camisole one look, as if it was a heinous crime against humanity. With a mumbled apology, he tore it away from me and flung it across the room.

I said “What? Wait you can't be serious! Avalor which has been taken over by Damien, the king of Rouges. You must be joking lady.” He immediately rebuked the errands. “Wait a minute, I’m sure you have friends in Avalor, and Avaalor is just a stone's throw from here, You can pass the message in whichever way you, please. I have money and I will give you if you help me out. That way you can have as many whores as you want.” I teased but he mumbled.

I choke back a moan as Ava rewards me by taking me into her mouth again, “Owen is sympathizing with the Sun Warriors and humans in general and that the Alpha King is starting to reconsider who gets the crown now that I am the only son of his who knows to keep humans in their place.” I let out a loud moan as Ava’s head bobs more quickly, my cock hitting the back of her throat almost violently. I struggle against her hands, wanting to touch her and loving that she won’t let me. I’m close, so close to coming under her control when she suddenly stops. “Anything else?” “No,” I answer quickly, sending her a desperate look to get back to what she was doing. “Nothing,” I add when she hesitates, “I s

The guy really didn't give a damn of who was in presence, she chuckled to herself. She flipped through the book mindlessly, her mind on the man getting dressed a few distance away from her. Soon enough, he finished dressing up and Ava finally looked up. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of the breathtakingly, handsome guy before her. He looked every bit as powerful and handsome as the Alexander King she had heard of. She stared on dreamily, wondering what kind of guy he was before he got into the accident.

"He doesn't know what he wants. He’s an ancient, starving thing who’s been alone way too long. He found a curiosity, a toy he’s puffed up into a title you’ll never understand." She stopped right in front of me, leaning in until I could smell that rotting orchid scent commit off of her. Her gold eyes burned with pure jealousy. "He belongs to the Vespera. Our bloodlines are written in the stars, not some pathetic, accidental contract with a grandfather who had no idea what he was selling." she said. "If you have something to say to the King, tell him yourself," I said, my voice steady. "But I wouldn't insult his Consort again. It didn't end well for Valerius."

Then— A finger slid under my chin. Slow. Controlled. Commanding. He lifted my face. I met the eyes of the man I’d been trained to kill since childhood. Cold, dark, intelligent eyes. A king in the shape of a monster. Dante Valenti. He looked down at me like he already owned me. “Look at that,” he murmured. “My little captive finally awake.” I let my lips part, voice trembling on cue. “P-please… don’t hurt me…” His gaze sharpened, amused.