My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires Wiki Novels & Stories

Kaleen’s next words left unsaid as her eyes fluttered closed. Like a floating object in a tub, Marcus left the room and came in greeting with the bloodied hallway leading to his room. The only living vampires left standing there were the three elder women who brought the Moonflower to cure the king’s bride. The rest healer who failed faced the wrath of the king and had their blood spilled in the hallway. “Bring me the rest of the cure before sundown tomorrow,” Marcus ordered. “Yes, your highness.” the three elderly women answered with bowed heads.

Never had I imagined my Goddess to weep so sorrowfully. ‘Is this real?’ ‘The experts are evaluating. Looks real to me.’ ‘Our President is admirable. Such a beautiful woman is weeping on his chest, and he is just patting her head. Any man would have hugged the beauty close. He deserves my respect. I want to marry someone like him.’ ‘I knew my idols were the best. Thank God for rewarding my loyalty. Never had I imagined I would be seeing such raw emotions in my Goddess’s face.’ ‘Looks like this is real, the experts have confirmed. I vote for the people who fabricated this to get lynched publicly.’

She licked the rim of her cup. “Thank you, darling,” she purred, her voice low but loud enough for me to hear. “It’s just like the other night… when you hunted this for me. That Blood Rush was absolutely divine. I never knew losing control could feel so… exquisite.” Blood Rush. A state where a vampire, high on prime blood, not only has their power surge, but their libido hits its peak. So while I was fasting and praying for our wedding, they were out in the wild, indulging in this filthy ecstasy.

“She is light, her smile could brighten anyone's mood, her bubbly personality brings the lightest energy and her eyes are comparable to the bluest part of the ocean. I love how her hand feels in mine, how she looks at me as if she trusts me with her life.” I don't deserve that trust, not yet. The poor girl is bleeding and I can't be there to comfort her as she is in pain. “She sounds like quite the catch.” The woman smiled. “How does the dynamic work?” She asked as she sip her drink. “Dynamic?” I repeated with wide eyes, not understanding what she meant. “Yes, the three….” She looked around, lowering her voice. “Vampires with a human girl.” She said, I choked on the drink, coughing up the al

"James, I love you. I just loved you too much—" I stepped back. I didn't let her touch me. "People like you don't get to use that word." The Council came quickly. Attempted murder of a registered noble's partner. Attempted murder of an unborn heir. Falsifying a death to deceive a noble house. Use of a banned compound to interfere with vampire bloodline senses. Any one of those would have been enough. She was screaming my name when they took her away. I didn't turn around. I just stood there, and what kept playing in my head was Elena on the floor of that shed, her hand over her stomach.

"Before you judge me or whatever, yea I stirred it and I enjoyed it." "You are a slut, you know that right?" I gasped. "Oh, wait. Are you really one to judge me?" She said in that voice that I just knew she was about to blast me. "Ye who is fucking three Alphas at once? The greatest reverse harem I have ever witnessed in my life." "In the name of all that's holy, Ana!" I raised my tone. "Yea, scream like that while they fuck, suck, and kiss you at once."

____________________ Charles, the vampire king. A tall and handsome man with ocean-blue eyes and long blonde hair. A hunk with an athletic body and a good ruler of the vampire kingdom. His Queen, Hilda. An equally tall woman with green eyes and blonde hair. A mother figure of the vampire kingdom. The couple had three children, two sons and a daughter. Daniel, Williams and Zendaya.

Hecate adds, her glowing hazel eyes staring into mine, as she answers a kinship tugging at me as I observe her. “Three?” I repeat back, the inflection making it a question, rather than a confirmation. “Yes,” Hecate nods, “three women throughout the entirety of werewolf history have given their wolves willingly and been gifted another. Well, four, however, she remained human.” “Another…so not Viola.” my fingers continue to pet the wolf resting against my lap, as he whines guiltily. “No,” one of them responds, but it doesn’t matter which. The answer wouldn’t change, regardless of who broke the news. Even I am smart enough to know that. “Viola has morphed into Octavius’ soul. Her spirit absorbe

However, as I opened the door, I was met with the shocked image of my mother standing in the doorframe with a concerned expression. “Mama, what’s wrong?” I asked her, beginning to get nervous as well. “The Prince and Princess of werewolves are coming to visit SilverRock pack. They are of age and are in search of their mates, so they are traveling to as many packs as they can to increase their chances. That means everything needs to be the tip-top shape and all hands on deck for cooking and cleaning.” My mom explained, grabbing my hand in a panic. The Prince and Princess were coming here? No way!

Janice inclined her head as she mauled over his question. "Well, you know how Werewolves work, Sugar. They have a sacred bond with their partners." she reminded him. "Outside of that nonsense though. He could have said no, or she could have said no, but they stuck together anyways. He could have anyone he wished, and he kept a human woman at his side instead." he realized the disdain in his voice after he spoke. Janice looked at him with a softness in her eyes.