My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires. Novels & Stories

They swarmed him, dancing with an aggressive intensity that seemed almost feral. "Wow, I didn't expect there to be three of them," Emely remarked, her eyes narrowing. "Three? Three what?" "Three female vampires." “What the hell! Are you serious? This is suicide!” Tom’s face paled with worry. "You're right. It’s the perfect chance to get rid of them all." "Damn it! They could just as easily get rid of us!" Tom stood up abruptly, his hand instinctively reaching for his anti-vampire weapon.

The guy named Deter states. “We also found out about the other two women and how special they are and figured if we could get all three that the vampire king would pay well for them. It’s no secret that he wants rare supernatural creatures for his collection. The one whore was just a nice added addition that we didn’t really need.” The other guy Jandau spits out.

“You'll change your mind once you see this.” He shows me a bunch of images on his phone and I gasp. Ladies brutally beaten—some have their faces torn and stitched, others have bruises all over their skin, and the one that makes a shrill cry escape me is a lifeless body with vampire fang marks all over her skin, even her nipples. “Regal did that,” Matteo said slowly, “to his wives. They're all vampires.” My eyes widens slowly, “his wives?”

Elvie, Elizabeth, and Jasmine fought desperately for their lives, but the vampires were relentless. In the midst of the chaos, Elvie managed to gasp, "Why are you doing this?" The vampire leader, still grinning, replied between attacks, "Because it's in our nature, my dear. We exist to feed, to revel in the fear and desperation of our prey." As the onslaught continued, the desperate pleas and cries of the family echoed through the moonlit forest. The vampires, devoid of mercy, took satisfaction in their ruthless pursuit. In their final moments, Elvie, Elizabeth, and Jasmine huddled together, their faces etched with terror and despair. The forest, once a symbol of their hopes for a new beginn

“Your mate must be someone worthy of the title of Luna, like my daughter… not whatever that Valeria girl is.” “A witch and a werewolf.” A woman’s voice speaks from behind me. In the darkest corner, three women sit, unnoticed until now. They rise and step into the light, long dark dresses flowing, adorned with jewelry, charms, and crystals. Each is strikingly different. The tallest has a bald head and deep, dark skin. The one in the middle has long red hair, pale skin, and piercing dark eyes. The third has straight blond hair to her shoulders and light blue eyes that gleam in the dim glow.

I grimaced at all the utensils at the table, remembering yesterday’s calamity. “How did the session go yesterday with your stepmother?” “As well as expected, I guess. Didn’t she tell you about it?” He cleared his throat. “The queen and I don’t share sleeping quarters.” He whipped his napkin over his lap with a flourish. I didn’t question him. Maybe that was how things worked with a royal vampire couple. Werewolves that were fated mates always shared sleeping quarters. They found it difficult when not near each other. Being a vampire, bitten by a werewolf, and having not died, I wasn’t sure if I could form a fated mate bond. I hadn’t when Andrew linked to me. I hadn’t felt anything. It made m

Elle said, waving them forward. The three of them were very flattered by her compliment, and it was definitely true. They were three of our best. We watched as their gazes locked on three women. Jaylon’s eyes landed on Daria, and the sweetest smile graced his face. Jonathan apparently mated to a sweet nineteen-year-old who had many interesting adjectives to describe the sadistic vampires.

Music drifts into the corridor. I stop for a moment. Just for a second. Then I step inside. And everything changes. The room is filled. Nobles. Guests. Power. Every gaze turns. Some curious. Some calculating. Some cold. My eyes move across the room. Searching. And then I see them. Viola. Graceful. Calm. The Queen Mother beside her. Strong. Unshaken. And then Him. Idra. Standing near the center. His gaze lifts.

Sometimes witches fly with black magic, but vampires and werewolves cannot fly. I was truly amazed that all these creatures she mentioned existed. If I hadn't seen her true form with my own eyes, I probably would have doubted her. But I have to admit, even as a vampire Camille was truly beautiful, and her name is also very beautiful. I have to admit she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, so maybe it's one of the traits of being a vampire. "Hey Josh!" Adrian's voice rang out as he barged into my office without bothering to knock.

As for the boss, he really was dealt with, given the punishment he deserved: death by hanging for adopting the Dark Hearts royal triplets. And then, for their unique polyamorous family, everything had turned out more perfect than they ever dreamed. In the beginning, the traditional pack elders had raised countless questions and doubts about one woman sharing three brothers. Debbie was mated to Rex, but she became legally bound to River and Rain as well. She was the Luna of the pack. Even after the passing of the Grand Alpha, nobody objected.