Fated To The Vampire Lord Novels & Stories

I just stared at him, waiting for the answer to my question. “Okay then, seeing as you are one of the serious types. My name is Rowan Black, Alpha of the Bloodstone pack. You are Clark Hudson, Alpha’s daughter of the Midnight pack. You were found and saved by my mother, Maggie, in the forest. You were running from whoever assassinated your entire pack. She brought you here for safekeeping and you have been on and off sleeping for the past week I would say” Rowan said, just staring back at me with his head cocked off to the side.

This was just another test I gotta ace although this time, what is at stake is my life. I stood up, adjusting my gown. I am Lena Hale, Consort to a Vampire Lord. Despite how unbelievable it is to my mind, I really have to start thinking it this seeing as I couldn't possibly run from the palace. I should sleep now so I can be well rested before the Vampire Lord comes for my blood.

“What else would I be? They don’t exactly let vampires feed on each other, you know.” I stayed standing, arms crossed tightly. “So it’s just the pure-bloods who keep feeders?” “Oh no,” she said quickly, shaking her head. “Most vampires do. Even the sired ones. Master Ramez, for example—he was sired by Master Perth. He’s not a pure-blood, but he has feeders too. That’s why I’m here.” She tapped her chest proudly. “I’m his.” I blinked at her, my mind struggling to keep up. “So basically… almost every vampire has a feeder?”

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!

But for every one that fell, two more surged forward. “Don’t fall back!” Kael’s voice rang out. “Hold them!” Aria fought beside him, her body moving on instinct. But these were no ordinary rogues they were faster, stronger, fueled by some ancient hunger. Then the ground trembled anew. From the shadows emerged a figure tall, robed in black, eyes gleaming crimson. A vampire lord. Aria’s breath caught. Kael stiffened. “With me.” They moved as one, cutting through the swarm. The vampire lord raised a hand shadows lashed out, striking at Kael. Aria reacted without thought, throwing up a barrier of moonlight.

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

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."

"I said release her." The lord let go instantly. Then Kallias pulled Adriana behind him. "She is only a slave.” The Lord said. But it was a mistake because Kallias lost all his control and his claws raised in the air before coming down. Gasps erupted around them. Blood poured from the lord's chest where Kallias's claws had torn through his flesh. Kallias didn't stop. He gripped the lord's throat, one violent pull away from tearing it out. Everyone was terrified.

Mrs Fernanda revealed, her voice filled with a mix of remorse and eerie knowledge. "Is that why she is experiencing all those horrifying nightmares?" Mathias asked, his voice filled with concern. "Indeed, the nightmares are a manifestation of the curse within her blood," Mrs. Fernanda confirmed, her tone grave. "The Vampire and the Werewolf, though one and the same person, have been locked in separate chambers within her body for nearly sixteen years. They have become strangers to each other. However, the unleashed wolf has awakened and now seeks to destroy the Vampire, just as the Vampire desires to eliminate the wolf. It's a battle raging within her, a self-destructive conflict. Ultimately

I continued to scroll through the paper quickly, trying to gather as much information as possible before Nikolai returned, my heart stopped when I glanced over the words *Fated Mate* *Mary’s presence has become a distraction. My vampire and I grow anxious when we aren’t around her. Her scent is pure bliss and torture at the same time. If I am to believe the Fae prince she is my fated mate, if I believe what my mother had instilled in me, then she is my demise*