Novel & Cerita Fated To My Vampire Lord

And I was a future king living on borrowed time. Since my first shift, a curse had taken root in my bones. My wolf—the core of what it meant to be Lycan—was a traitor, turning against me from within. The Royal Healers called it Spirit Fragmentation, a polished name for a slow death. They said the curse would hollow me out, consuming the wolf first, then my mind, and finally my body. My only hope, they claimed, was to find my fated mate. The one soul who could bind the fraying edges of my own.

"I'm his fiancée. Dorian's. There was a marriage contract before I was born." Her eyes widened. Then something shifted in her expression, quick and strange. "So the person is you," she said softly. It made sense that she would be surprised. I was surprised too. The whole arrangement had fallen on me like a roof collapsing. Everyone in this castle seemed to wonder the same thing: why would a vampire lord marry a wolfless nobody from a dying town? "Why?" Sienna asked. The question had weight.

He took a breath letting it settle the ice of his heart and slowly he came back to himself “the new vampire lord has demanded my land” his brother said He looked at his brother in surprise “the who what now?” he said making consus smile “you’ve updated a couple of things i see” consus said “you could say that talk to me i have not heard of a new vampire lord in this area not since father abolished the rule before his death” he said “this vampire has taken it upon himself to become one and has taken to waging war to the surrounding groups, me and you and just two other groups are left he means to take the entire area and become an overlord” consus said

The violet I had fallen in love with was gone, replaced by a dull, milky grey. The vampire lord stepped forward, his face unreadable. "She was mine," he said quietly. "Her life. Her death. Mine to claim." He looked at my father. "You wanted war, Alpha? You have it. For her death, I will burn your Den to ash." My father's eyes narrowed. "Her death was caused by your own warriors, leech. Don't lay her blood at my door." "She died on your territory. In your fight. The debt is yours."

Now I am walking beside the man who has somehow managed to turn my entire life upside down in the most wonderful way possible. The man is a vampire. A King. My mate. And, according to him, my husband. I am beginning to think I should have kept my mouth shut all those years. “Atlas, my entire extended family will be there,” I inform him, silently praying he will decline to come with me. “If you don't want to come, I am not going to force you.” I glance at him, hoping he might understand the hint. He doesn't. Of course he doesn't.

I had the sudden urge to turn around and flee as fast as my legs could carry me. The instant he set his eyes on me, his hard and stern look changed into an expression of lust, desire and greed. All the expression I've seen the men of Royal Mile have on their faces whenever they set their eyes on me. I had no idea I had such power on men except for Lucifer of course. To him I was just a disgusting little vampire he uses for fun. He plays with me like a cat plays with a mouse. The warlord king immediately dismissed the man before him.

“I found the story about you and the vampires. I don't really dig into the story but what I can say is that when a vampire Lord won't stop coming after a bride even when she is not his kind and...a married one, he must be obsessed. It goes beyond land dispute” I exhaled in panic the cup slowly getting cold in my hands due to noncommitment. I slacked in my chair not wanting to think bout what that meant. A vampire lord obsessed with me? “Dont worry. I like you so I'm going to help you. We have to set some trap” I heard her say driving me back from my reverie. “Trap?” I quizzed with a raised eyebrow

Lets, lets, lets, Let’s play to my heart's content, Felony, felony, felony, Meet you inside hell. They heard the favorite song of their lord ringing inside their ears inside their eardrums. The goosebump crawled under her skin, gripping their skin tight. This wasn't a matter of their pride anymore, it was a matter of responsibility. (All team leaders: Give our lord the satisfaction she was craving for.) (All: Yes, sire!) With a new resolution, they fought back the vampires on the rampage by clenching their jaws tightly. To fulfill the desire of the lord… was their first mission.

Gabriel says. “As unlikely as this is, if she tries to confront him-” Damien inputs. “He will kill her.” Zak finishes, wiping a hand across his face. My heart picked up its pace as yet another person wanted me dead just for existing. “He won’t even give her a chance to explain. He’ll assume she just wants to take over his pack.” “The only way for her to transform is through the Lycan ceremony. Only Alpha Killian can perform it.” Damien says. “Would he not want a successor? He’s not named anyone yet and a Lycan would be an ideal pick for him.” Luke adds.

I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that. "Normal vampires yes but not me." I frowned. "Why not you?" He sighed. "I know you may have a lot of questions at the moment but it's best for you to go back to sleep. It's one in the morning." "You drag me all the way out here and show me that supernaturals exist just to tell me to go back to bed?" "I dragged you here to finally make you believe me. The sooner you start your duties as a chosen one the better. You've already been attacked once by a shapeshifter. We are running out of time." Attacked? Shapeshifter? What is he talking about?