Lord Vampire Novels & Stories

I fell in love with a mysterious stranger online. Morpheus. For three months, I’ve fallen asleep blushing at his blunt, dirty texts. "Can you feel how much I crave you, sweetie?" "I saw you in my dreams again last night. Writhing beneath me, screaming my name." I was finally ready to ask him to meet. Then he sent a photo. Just a casual shot of his desk. But right in the center sat an ancient book. Stamped on the cover was a crest I knew all too well: the Ouroboros of the Valerius vampire clan. And I happened to work at the exact museum where the Valerius clan stores their immortal relics. For three whole months, I had been sexting an immortal predator. A vampire who was probably watching me from the shadows every single day. While my brain was spinning, trying to piece together his face, my eyes landed on it. The custom blood-garnet signet ring I had helped "Morpheus" design... was currently gleaming on the finger of my boss, Alistair.

Taken from her dear family and forest, Envy's greatest fear is not death... but becoming a blood slave to a member of the vampire clan.

Asalea's eyes narrowed. She can guess that the event is a wedding ceremony. So, she will be attending a wedding occasion? "Whose wedding is this?” she asked the man who fetched her. “Yours, Madam.”He said and then got something inside his paper bag. “Please wear this,” the man said handing her a black veil with a tiara in it, beautifully adorned with black diamonds. “What did you say?!” Asalea gasped in surprise. “This is your wedding Madam.” The young man repeated his statement. “Who shall I be marrying?” with narrowed eyes, Asalea asked again. “You will know later on. Please be ready Madam. The wedding march will start.” Then the man step aside and motioned her to walk forward when the wedding march song started to fill the whole astrodome. Asalea does not know if she will follow or will make herself invisible and run. She chose the first. She knows that she will be dead if she will run. At least they will not kill her. Looking at her elegant black gown, her veil with tiara, and the venue of the wedding; she knows she will be marrying someone of a high profile from the Glodeous Kingdom. She can still start her life here and then plan for her revenge later on against the Ecleteon werewolves. With chin held up, Asalea made her graceful walk going to the altar. Getting nearer the altar, she saw the back of a man standing in front. Asalea surmises that he might be her groom. “Hmm, not bad,” she murmured. Slowly the man turned his back and faced her when she was already walking almost beside him. Asalea's eyes grew big when she recognized the man. “Hello, my pretty vampy.” He whispered, intensely looking at her with his ocean-like deep blue eyes.

Long long ago... A powerful vampire-witch prince and a royal lycan princess were fated to be mated. At first, the world was stunned. A union so impossible—so unnatural in the eyes of many. But as time passed, their love blossomed so deep into their very being. Against all odds, they made their bond eternal. Centuries later, they were blessed with a little daughter—Taishiri Nefferca. Just like her name, she was unique…incomparable. She was their whole universe. Their reason to exist. Until the day everything collapsed. The lycan princess was lost and the prince, in a desperate act of protection, gave his daughter away—to save her. *** On her 18th birthday, Neffie Hale was meant to reveal a secret she'd buried deep for the past two years. But she wasn’t ready. She didn’t know what would happen if she let it out… or what she’d become once it was no longer hidden. All her life, she’d been labeled a freak. An outcast. It didn’t matter that she had a completely normal twin. Or that she was the royalty. None of it mattered. And when it's time to unveil the secrets, it didn't go as planned. Not even close. Even if the secrets stayed buried—she paid the price. A price that nearly cost her everything… even her life. And just when she thought things couldn’t spiral further—another truth from her forgotten past broke the surface. She didn’t know what to believe anymore… Or where to run… Or who she truly was. But with a newly found mate, an overprotective father returned to her life, and a divine sister by her side—Neffie no longer felt like an outcast. She just didn’t know how to live in the light she’d never been allowed to touch.

Deep in the night, the ballroom was filled with splendor and dazzling Jewells. Young women showed off their slim figures wearing tight-ass corsets. Eloise shrunk to the corner, adjusting his boobs in her makeshift bra. ‘Fuck who is crazy enough to wear a corset. They want to destroy their ribs, don’t they….’ “Eloise,” a middle-aged woman happily waved at her from the center of a huge crowd. Eloise back away. “that’s my cue to leave. No way am I going over there,” she subtly ran out of the ballroom into the hallway. The cold wind and salty droplets hit her face as she moved closer to the edge of the ship. Suddenly a man in a majestic three-piece suit walked up to her. It was duke Raymond. ‘he must have been chased around by girls. Poor guy having such a handsome face is also dangerous,’ she thought, casually sipping her wine. he moved dangerously closer, panting softly. “Duke you are too close.” She reminded him. He suddenly cupped her face and kissed her lips. His sharp tooth tore into her bottom lips. “hmmm!!” Blood dripped down their connected faces, staining her beautiful white dress red. Eloise pushed him away hurriedly. “Duke! What the hell…” Glancing up, she froze. His eyes were blood red. “I want your blood, Eloise… I want you so bad.” “Huh! I thought you were gay! Hey!”

He was looking for prey She was being hunted He is the Vampire King She is an ordinary Werewolf They are MATES This is their story This is book 1 in the Royal Family series ** Warning this story may trigger some readers as it contains sexual and physical abuse, rape, some violence and mature scenes. Please read at your own discretion! Royal Family Series Book 2 - Daughter of the Vampire King Book 3 - The WereWitch and the Royal Alpha Prince Book 4 - The Royal Triplets

WARNINGS; This book is a collection of deep erotic scenes, slavery, crimes, abuse, brutality and so on. Read at your own risk.(18+) She was saved by him but she knew another hell in his hands for some reasons unknown to her...Well not until she gave birth to two cuties likewise he fell in love with them. Prologue Enzo Emilio is a scary mafia lord who is bent on destroying the man who killed his elder brother. He is ruthless but became more heart hardened when his brother died in his arms. In rage, he attacked the rival group and destroyed his ranch, he took his slaves and all that belonged to him for himself and that was when he met her, Madison, the girl who he saved but enslaved. He made her past through hell since she was the person who shot his brother to death at her former master's command.

"He is Keegan. Don't ever get in trouble with him. He's from The Dragomirs. And you know who they are," said Louisa Collins to Lyla Helliwell on the first day Lyla entered Gothic Academy. Sure, Lyla knew who they were. Very influential Vampire family. Wealthy and powerful. But, Keegan Dragomir had marked Lyla as a new object of bullying. "We hate witches. They don't deserve to be in the Freaky world. They are just human who pretend to have power like us, with their stupid potions," said Keegan. Gothic Academy was a special school for The Freakies---weird and magical kids. Vampire, Witch, Siren, Lycan, Goblin, Elf, to Centaur. Something huge and dangerous was happening there, made the two different kind of Freakies---Lyla and Keegan---who hated each other, have to work together to protect the school from danger. Meanwhile, the unfinished story of their parents long long ago, revealed.

Nevaeh, the daughter of a great Mafia Lord has everything she could ever wish for. Money, fame, the boys chasing her, the girls envying her, her father gave her everything and she always did the job well when it was given to her. But her reality is thrown off when her father announces her sudden marriage to Zane, another very powerful mafia Lord who builds his empire from scratch. It's pure business but she rebels, ending up as his wife. She feels like her father gave her out like a toy and she turns to herself, shutting everyone out, including Zane. But his attention and affection were melting her, what did this mafia Lord want from her that he would decide to marry her? She was determined to find out the reason for the marriage and what her father was hiding, which turns out to be a gift from her late mother. Would she fall in love with Zane? Or would she use him to achieve her mission?

"Let's go easy, where is the child you gave birth to three years ago?" He asked as he placed down the gun. The confusion on her face was visible. She carried a frown as she looked up at him. She had never been pregnant in her life. So what was this man even asking her? Liz examined his face, tempted to ask if he was delusional. *** Liz is tormented by a dream she couldn’t fathom as a nightmare or a part of her imagination. A man she knows nothing about except from seeing him regularly on the news comes to her every night demanding for his child. Liz struggles trying to get answers to this disturbing nightmare and she discovers so many secrets she never thought of. But the question remained, did she ever get pregnant three years ago? And if she did, where was this child? And most importantly how did the man know so much about her?