Fated To My Vampire Lord Novels & Stories

Love. Slade had promised me. He had promised to love me until death parted us. I guess I was delusional. Standing in the cathedral wasn't enough. It was not a binding power in the werewolf, and I believe Slade had refused to have a mating ceremony with me because he was sure he'd return to Winter. How stupid could I have been? Had he been laughing behind me all this while? Did he know all these would happen? I thought I could still have him.

she said. "I'll help you. I'll give you a potion I made to make others do your bidding, but first, I must have my meal." He said. Meal? I wondered. What meal? Then I saw someone bring in a wolf who was struggling to abscond, but couldn't. Fernandez started feasting on the wolf. A crescent wolf. I gasped. What evil has he turned to? He was practically draining the blood of the wolf without blood spilling or showing. This was an act only the demon king could do. What is...

I nodded my head eagerly, desperate to get things done my way. The vampire lord smirked. “You have to get Karazcht, the sword that was used by Earl Balon Grey to kill my father and let three of my men degrade you sexually before me.”

"H-how are you…still you?” "I am immortal, I don't age physically. I am a god and a particular werewolf princess wished I got a stroke and felt sick. She even called me a bastard." "I- I it's your fault. Y-you promised." she stuttered, "You promised you'd be there if I called," "And I was there.". "You were late! Wha-What if you came a bit later, I would have been married off to tha-" "I would have never let that happen." I cut her off sternly and she wrapped her arms around my neck startling me.

Ilyana curled up on the bed and tried to figure out what to do. - Darling, I don’t want to part with you. But a great honor awaits you - to belong to the Lord! I'm so happy for you! - the vampire sat down next to the girl and grabbed her face with cold fingers. - I will come to you if the Lord allows. After all, you and I were created to love each other. Or maybe I’ll be lucky and I can share the nights with you! - Kyrian’s enthusiastic gaze wandered beyond the bounds of his imagination.

I needed to find a way to get to the high table where three formidable vampires were seated. To the right was the heir to the throne, Vampire Prince Jasper. Rumor has it that he's anything but friendly. To the left was the one eyed best friend and brother by blood oath of the vampire King, Vampire Lord Anton. And then, the one my heart desires, the Vampire King himself.

I tapped my hand rhythmically as they brought the kingdom’s matters before me. But my mind was far away from whatever they were talking about. Saraphina. I didn’t know when I whispered that name. What was happening to me? "Your majesty.....your majesty," Darius tapped me by the shoulder. "Is everything all right?" he whispered into my ears. I nodded. " my king," the vampire lord stood up, organizing himself. I saw how much pride he carried himself with. "I think this is the perfect time for you to take a wife."

My knees almost gave in at the aura and authority in this man's voice. Alpha Kilian looked like he was pissed and in awe but he didn't correct the Lycan King. “What brings you here, Lord Damon?” His name was Damon? “Pardon my manners, I didn’t mean to crash your… little gathering but, you were about to destroy something of mine.” The Lycan King replied. I was so confused. What did that have to do with saving me? “Surely, you're mistaken. I wouldn’t dare trespass to destroy something that belongs to you, Your Majesty.” Alpha Kilian said, sounding clipped.

It took Lucien Ashbourne, Blackwater's vampire lord, three nights to notice I hadn't requested any fresh food, human medicine, or clothes. At last, he called me himself. "Evelyn, St. Raven's has the release order," he said, his voice low and patient. "Your treatment won't be interrupted. See? Stop treating Celeste like the enemy, and I can take care of everything." The petition to dissolve our blood bond already bore my seal. To the outside world, I had the kind of fairytale love every human girl dreamed of—with a vampire who would lay down his life to protect me. Reality, as it turned out, was a little less romantic. My blood could not open the castle's wards. I had no access to its account

Now I had one, and she had vampire fangs, and she wanted blood, and I had nearly drained a girl dry to set her free. Slowly, the rest of it started to come back. I remembered Damon finding me past the fence. I remembered him letting me bite him, letting me drink his blood. I’d marked him with that bite. Damon Voss was my mate. Some part of me had been waiting for that feeling my whole life. But the moment it hit me, I had panicked. He wasn’t a wolf, or just any vampire. He was the Vampire Lord’s son, and all I could see was Alaric Voss and Magnus Draven standing over a dead couple in the dirt.