King Of Immortal Tithe Novels & Stories

I was double and triple penetrated by their immortal cocks, fed upon, knotted, and marked in every way. By dawn, I was completely broken and remade. I lay on the stone floor in a pool of their combined seed, smiling with pure bliss as they stood over me. The Vampire King knelt and kissed my forehead. “Welcome to eternity, our Eternal Bond.” I had finally found my true place, bound forever to the immortals, used, bred, and worshipped for all time.

Their bodies are twisted together, and in the dim red moonlight, I can’t really tell where one begins and the other ends. “Are you sure about this?” Evangaline asks, lifting onto her elbow. “There is still time to change your mind. I’ve warned you that an immortal existence isn’t what others may think.” “If it means being with you forever, I’m sure.” Titus assures her. “Please make me like you.” For a moment, Evangaline doesn’t move as she stares into Titus’ eyes, and when she leans down and presses her mouth against his neck, I know exactly what she is doing.

He slowly knelt on the floor and grabbed both of her hands, she visibly flinched, “Please believe in every word that would come out of my mouth.” Olivia scrunched her brows and unconsciously bit her lip, “Go on.” Smiling, Lucius finally popped the truth. “I am a King from Hell. I have had help from both Emily and Victoria Davis to find for the woman that was destined for me and written in the scroll of prophecy. I need you, Olivia. My immortality is fading and I needed to marry the woman written in the scroll to retrieve my full immortality. I’m sure you noticed that you felt cold whenever our skin touch, it’s a sign. And now that I found you and you’re mine… we can go back to hell and marry

“You are alive, and that's enough. You don't need to worry about anything tonight.” “And who said I am worrying about anything?” I step closer, close enough to feel the chill radiating from his immortal body, close enough to see the hunger beginning to burn behind his mesmerizing amber eyes. He wants me. I can see it. I want him too. “Draven,” I call softly, refusing to release his hand. “Don't leave. I want to do this, not because I owe you, but because I want to. Allow me to thank you properly. I want to be your exclusive blood thrall tonight. Use me. Drink from me. Take everything you crave.”

He knew that his dark gifts would weave around her, and she’d willingly give herself, both body and blood, to him. Forcibly, he turned away from the sleeping girl. Not yet, he warned himself. Besides, River was a tithe and belonged to the Dain. No sense getting attached in any fashion. The tithe was a promise between this world and the world of the humans and the Witch Queen. It wasn’t their promise to break, not without dire consequences and House Eventide could not afford another war with Carmun. They’d already lost so much.

“Yes, I did say that.” Sin intertwines our hands, and leads me closer to the horses. “Today, I will show the entire Kingdom to you.” “It was about damn time.” I speak, playfully, pulling a chuckle out of my King. “Okay, you are still feisty. I see.” “Oh, come on, you will die from boredom without my attitude.” “But I am immortal. I cannot die.” That makes the smile on my face wash off. Realization seeps into me. I am married to an immortal. I am mortal. I’ll die, and he’ll still live.

Morgana and I stood out with her dark hair and my dark skin, but I think I like it, we weren’t one of them anyway. The king had pure white hair, and his eyes were a light green. He was a little taller than I was and was seated upon his throne emotionlessly. It was rumoured that he had been king for over one thousand and eight hundred years. How did he do it? Did they never tire of life? Was immortality a gift or a curse? ‘A gift! Imagine being immortal and fucking mate every day forever.’ Thanatos said. My chest squeezed at that, the reminder that she won’t live forever…

“Father, this wine is limited. If this is successful, it will definitely become a rare and hard-to-find item. Eric said next year will make a large amount, if you like I can ask Eric to give me a portion. Moris saw his father's expression, knowing he was an avid drinker, stood up and covered the bottle, and put it aside. Titus's expression was a little regretful, but he quickly changed and went with Hanas to the Royal Palace. As for Moris, he stayed because he had no authority to follow. "Your Majesty, Lord Titus wants to see you." "It's already late at night, I don't know what happened and Titus came in here. Invite him in." On a chair carved with the image of a dragon, a strong man with a

The man just looked at them as if he was seeing clowns from the circus as he has not deemed them worthy to be wasting breath to make words with. "Are you deaf man? You are on our territory. Before you pass, you have to pay our toll fee first as is our right of dominion over this place. We only ask for a thousand immortal stones. Quite cheap, yes?," the middle immortal said again. The man understanding the current circumstances raised his left hand to submit application for tax exemption from the five immortals. "Very good. Cooperation is always a good choice if you don't want to experience a whole lot of pain," the middle immortal smirked as he thought that the man was going to give him what

(I circle them with the incense) Grant them access to your throne Let them reign with you till ages past To you oh queen of blood!... Let your light absolve their dark. Make them faithful to thee alone. Forever they shall remain in this brotherhood. I touched them with the owls and immediately thick groans filled the air. They coughed and changed as the Immortality filled their soul. "The rebirth of immortals…"