Fated To My Vampire Lord Novels & Stories

He placed his hands on my shoulders and looked deep into my eyes. “Come on now, Clark. Where are you going?” Rowan asked. I looked in a different direction, I didn’t want to speak to him, not now, or ever. I’ll show him that I won’t be a loser and desperate for staying by his side just because he took my virginity. I side stepped Rowan and continued on with my journey. “Clark!” Rowan shouted when he realised that there was no way in hell that I was going to do whatever he wanted me to do. I was determined to get as far away from him as possible at the moment. I would still keep true to my promise. If I find out that I am pregnant, I will behave and then give birth and then he would eventuall

I am now the Lady of the Castle. "But Mirandaaaa! What if someone flirts with Vladdd!" I tantrumed like a little child. She chuckled as if I'd said something absurd. Then she cleared her throat and collected herself when she noticed that I was shocked by her slight laughter. "Please, my Lady. My Lord believes that the 'heart' is a vampire's fated one. Unlike other vampires and monarchs," she stated, quite proud of his Lord. "So don't worry, my Lady, even in the past, Lord Vladimyr just ignored those bitches. How much more now that you're here?"

As they ventured deeper into the heart of the darkness, they encountered the source of the malevolent energy that had been plaguing their kingdom—a powerful sorcerer, steeped in dark magic and driven by a thirst for power. The sorcerer's eyes burned with hatred as he faced Marvin and Jace, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "So, you have come to challenge me," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "You foolish mortals, you stand no chance against the might of my magic."

Even the ones my father brought to me were rejected because I didn't feel that special connection with them. I would be lying if I said I hadn't searched for a mate and didn't understand why fate hasn't brought us together. As a vampire lord, I needed a queen to assist me in ruling. That's where my parents come in. They decided to arrange a marriage for me. They helped me get engaged to Cynthia, the daughter of Lord Cyrus. I never wanted this marriage, but I had to do it if I wanted to keep the kingship in my lineage. Lord Cyrus is the leader of the neighboring kingdom, and marrying his daughter would not only make me rich but also the strongest lord in the vampire world. Marrying Cynthia wo

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

He said. “You’re crazy!” I sneered in anger and he just laughed. “Tell your lord to leave me alone!” “That’s impossible. The lord doesn’t take no for an answer!” The vampire replied, “Come with me now, or you’ll regret it.” “You can go to hell!” I spat in disgust. “I don’t belong to anyone, and I definitely don’t care about your lord. Tell him to deal with his obsession.” “You’ll pay for this. It’ll all be your fault and everyone will blame you.” He said and I tried to understand what he meant. Then something clicked!

Her mouth parted, but no words came out. I looked around. The woods were still. Quiet. “If you tell anyone,” I warned her, “it’s not just my head they’ll come for.” Amma nodded quickly. “I won’t. I swear.” I exhaled. “I found out on the day of Alec’s coronation.” “Found out what?” “We’re… fated.” She didn’t speak. Just stared at me like I’d grown a second head. The silence wrapped around us. “I didn’t ask for it,” I whispered. “I don’t want it.”

I growl, shaking my head, “But dying at the hands of a Nati isn’t exactly on my bucket list.” He leans forward, “I’m not just any Nati, Mae, I am their lord.” Lord? So, the Nati do have a hierarchy, just as my father always suspected, he’d be so happy to know that he was right. Not that I will be able to tell him anytime soon. “That changes things.” I say, rubbing my hand down my face. Mihai frowns, seemingly confused, “How does it change things?” He asks. I shrug my shoulders, leaning back against the cool glass, “It means that I will have to kill you before I escape.” I say coldly, “Can’t have a vampire lord chasing me for the rest of my life.”

"I've wanted this since I first saw you. Since I was sixteen and you came to the Ashbourne Pack Lodge for the summit. You looked at me, and I knew." "You were a child then." His voice is barely a whisper. "I'm not a child anymore." I reach up, touching his face. "I'm nineteen. I'm an Epsilon. I've been waiting for someone who could match my fire." He closes his eyes, and I see the war inside him. The ancient vampire lord, centuries old, fighting his hunger for the young wolf who's offering everything. "Promise me one thing, Lyra." His eyes open, and they're burning now. "When I take you, you'll be sure. Because once I have you, I won't let go. You'll be mine, body and blood, for as long as y

He thrust deep, and I cried out, the pleasure crashing through me like the moon’s waves. "Mine," he groaned. "Forever." We lay spent in the snow, clinging to each other, the bond singing between us. Then, the ground trembled. RUMBLE. Victor stiffened. Ancient stones rose around the clearing, shooting up from the earth. The same binding spell as before—but stronger. Red light snapped shut, trapping us. The Vampire Lord stepped out from the edge of the trees. His crimson eyes gleamed with triumph. "The child comes tonight," he said, his voice echoing in the trapped circle. "Under this moon. And we are ready."