Mated To The Vampire King Son Novels & Stories

"You're the hybrid the king is looking for." What? "You're the hybrid the king is looking for," he repeats, his voice urgent now. I don't understand. I'm not a hybrid. I'm a werewolf—not part vampire. "It's expected you wouldn't know. My daughter didn't know either." Your daughter? My pen moves across the page quickly. He lives alone. His mate is dead. When would he have had a daughter? "Yes, I have a daughter. She's a hybrid like you." Stop calling me that. I'm not part vampire.

His father coughed blood. "Why?" The Vampire King smiled. "Because your son still has a role to play." Damien looked up. The Vampire King leaned closer to his father. "One day, your son will find the hybrid." My blood turned cold. Damien's father struggled. "Stay... away from her." The Vampire King's smile widened. "Oh, I won't need to find her." He wiped the silver blade clean. "Your son will." Damien stopped breathing. Then came the words that shattered everything.

She is small, weak, and by the looks of her, she is tainted with the blood of his enemies! The bond screams ‘mine’ while every fiber of his being roars in denial and fury. He is the Alpha King. He is a weapon. He does not have mates. He does not have weakness. The silence in the room was no longer empty. It was charged, screaming with unspoken shock.

It might as well be nailed through my bones. ‘Could we try with an introduction instead of all these demands?’ I ask my wolf, trying to keep my composure although my world just tipped upside down in a manner of seconds. ‘Nysera,’ she answers, purring when King Ardon is near us again on the next run. ‘He is our mate. Stop being stupid on purpose.’

Alonso cursed, running his free hand through his hair. “Would someone please explain who he is?” the princess demanded, looking from one face to another. Queen Emma answered first. “An ancient enemy of every Lycan. One just as old as Sokaris himself… The firstborn son of Hecate.” Maddison frowned in confusion. Then Warren spoke. “Vladimir De Lion… Is the King of the Vampires.”

he grinned, pulling me into a room. His wives all sat there lounging. They stood up and bowed at me when they saw me. Yes, wives. When Shen became a vampire, he was the crown prince of the state of Wei and a very huge man whore. The three of his wives knew he was once a crown prince and were all happy to be with him. The three of them were vampires too. They were all friends and quite happy together. I think they have a fetish for royalty. They all act like they're in a harem or something when he has visitor's. They try to dress like women from times of the Chinese empire and act out the part of women in a harem.

I asked him when I finally found my voice I didn't know what to do what to think anymore "of course you are love " and he pulled me closer to him kissing my hair "Please continue elder Edward," Xander said "your mate will be the one who has the most gifted power of all kinds of species want it but your mate will forever be yours that's the thing with whites no matter what they can never leave their Mate you have to cherish her always Whites are strongest but weak too and you Xander have to mate her to protect her she'll get more stronger ones you have mated a mates mark give the whites the trigger to activate their full potential and since you yourself are king you can't mark without mating

Flavia said with Kia sulking but nodded his head none the less. “Thank you, mommy.” He grinned after, his excitement chirping up again. He was going to visit his second cousins in the werewolf kingdom. The vampire king and queen were trying to connect their children to all the different species they shared blood with. It was just very fortunate that Ziss was in the werewolf kingdom and that was how their son could learn about his werewolf side.

With anyone. “The king, as you can imagine, became very cold and distant. He is a miserable ass.” I paused as she gave me a look as if I was being rude. “And I am the second son.” I finished staring deep into her beautiful eyes. I could see into her soul in that moment, it was divine. “You are his son. That survived.” She spoke aloud in a whisper to herself still staring into my eyes. “The King’s.” “Son of the king.” “Prince. You are the vampire prince?!” She said like she was working out a difficult math problem. I assumed she wouldn’t want to believe something so horrible.

The crowd parted for us again. We approached the newcomers. Up close, I could sense a family resemblance. The younger man had Mathias' eyes. His nose. The angle of his jaw. "Autumn," Mathias began, "let me introduce my son, Kavan." "And his beta, Darius." Kavan. The name hit me like a blow in the stomach. This was Mathias' son. The Lycan King The man who claimed me in the woods. Kavan's gaze met mine again. There was no recognition. But something else flared up there. Confusion. Interest.