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Easier said than done. Realism isn’t a friend of vampires, considering everything about us goes against all human beliefs and proven scientific facts. Realism is what Charlie holds so close. For the sake of my sanity, wishes that she were one of those girls fascinated about vampires would make the situation more pleasurable. It would make things easier on the both of us, but she’s anything but easy. In fact, I’m not even sure she’s manageable, seeing as she cut me within thirty minutes of my arrival.

Her face stiffened as she looked across. Vance’s jaw was tightly clenched as he glared at the three of them. "Oh my God, what a bunch of assholes!" he exclaimed with an angry expression. "So this guy's been cheating on you the entire time, but he still acts like husband of the year in front of everyone?" "Yeah," Haley muttered. "Shocking, huh? I was taken aback as well.” Her voice sounded a little raspy as she drained another cup of coffee. Lydia’s voice was sickeningly beautiful as she continued to perform across the room. "This smoothie is too chilly, baby. Could you please make it warmer for me?”

The woman who had been to the Damien residence while taking Michelle out for shopping. Juliette is the most mysterious figure. That woman is not a noble-class vampire, but the three great kings of the vampire Kovak, Sovak, and Novak seem like they do not want to find trouble with her. Although, no one knows yet that Juliette herself is not a vampire. She is a race that is older than the vampire itself. Pure-blood Dracula.

Didn’t pull away. She looked down at my hand for a second, then back at me, steady-eyed. That was enough. More than enough. She was still with me. “You’re not allowed to have a bunch of wives,” Natalie blurted out, completely out of nowhere. I blinked. “What?” “Dracula,” she said, like it was obvious. “He had wives—three of them—in that Van Helsing movie.” We both burst out laughing. Leave it to her to reference vampire pop culture in the middle of our reality check. This wasn’t a movie—but somehow, Natalie always managed to bring the absurd into perspective.

Drying my eyes, and tussling my hair to cover the cut on my neck, I walked out of my room. “I don’t want to! I don’t want to marry that psychopath!” “Who doesn’t know that the third prince of the Red Moon Pack is a crazy fellow? Only a few she-wolves in the entire Kingdom of Sylvia dared to marry him and they all died!” A sharp female voice resounded from the hall, “Besides, if you want to give any daughter for an alliance, it should be Savannah! She has a lot of experience and it won’t be a loss if she marries him….”

Orly Lazy's fear ran straight to his brain, and he spoke out in shock. "I'm Ramma Aubrey's wife, if you dare to touch me, he won't leave you alone." She ran out of ways and could only pick up and grab what could save her life right now Everyone is a nun Ramma Aubrey, right? Augustus Devlin heard her say that his eyes flashed with interest, he found her so beautiful, so he wanted to "eat" unexpectedly, she happened to be the wife of the person he hated, which made him more interesting, speak up.

Those who laid eyes on such beautiful women would almost certainly feel their hearts race. Marek continued, "These women are just about as beautiful as our sect leader's daughter. I might not have much information, but I'm pretty sure that these three lovely women are that young man's wives. Makes you jealous, doesn't it? But that is to be expected. He's practically superhuman."

The sign plates were under the portraits. “Alicia Elizabeth. Died at twenty-seven.” “Luisa Valencia. Twenty years.” “Amila Lavinia. Still alive.” “But often falls sick,” Tom backed me up. “Do you think it’s the third?” “I think the first wife bore the duke the heirs, and then died. Just look at her...” “Yeah. The difference is staggering.” Three women, but only one of them was drop-dead gorgeous, the second and the third looked plain. The first was tossing her head up, as if saying, I’m young, beautiful, loved, envy me! And even the duchess’ sparkling diamonds seemed smug and haughty. The second one stared forward in disbelief.

He whispered as he straddled Tom’ thighs behind her. She met Greg’s eyes. She’d taken lovers before, many of them exceptional, and, occasionally, she had indulged in a menage a trois with a combination of male and/or female lovers, depending on what the dynamics of her blood slaves were like at the time, however, this inter-species combination, vampire and werewolf, was new, and three alphas plus herself… Well, she hummed in the back of her throat in her amusement. The Goddess worked in mysterious ways, and she’d obviously seen the four of them working. Greg was the key, she thought, meeting his eyes. He was the lead alpha of the three. They were used to listening to him, to obeying him. “We

Anvi "So, what happened?" Vishal "Will he help us?" Anvi "Of course he will." Vishal "And his son-in-law, Aayan, too, right?" Anvi "What are you trying to say, Vishal?" Vishal "Okay, Anvi, listen to me. Rajveer, Nisha, and Maya are vampires. But Aayan is a werewolf. He is Maya's husband, her soul mate, and also he belongs to the Royal Family, right?"