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“I understand. One more question. Can you go recreant?” “Oh, my Love, no. I cannot go recreant. I am a purebred. You don’t have to worry about that ever happening or losing me in that manner. This is me; this is who I will always be until my head gets separated from my body.” I looked at her with new admiration, she was worried about me going full vampire and losing my human side. I am already full vampire. Recreant. Most of the people who know about vampires, don’t know turned vampires can go recreant unless they have something to keep them grounded. She knew, my beautiful mate knew. Huh…she is full of surprises.

I immediately teleported to the back of one of them and put him to sleep then I kicked the one who was still holding Clementine's arm and put him to sleep as well. I turned around in front of us and immediately kicked the runner in our direction. I immediately put him to sleep and then turned my attention to the vampire above. I immediately flew up and put it to sleep as well. When I was weak, I fell down and swallowed when I saw some more wolf vampires rising. "Clementine hide!" I shouted but she didn't seem to hear anything because she was just looking at the rising wolf vampire. She turned to me and immediately ran towards my direction then hugged me.

Ronan’s POV That stilled him. His fingers curled slowly over the wooden counter. “Very few ever ask for that. Fewer walk out alive.” “Then you should be pleased,” I replied. “You’re looking at the exception.” After a long silence, he shuffled to a shelf, selecting a small vial sealed with black wax. He set it down carefully, as if it were something sacred. “This,” he said, lowering his voice, “is moonbane in its purest form. Mixed with hollow-fang venom. One drop inside his bloodstream, and the Lycan’s wolf will shut down. Once the beast dies, the man follows.”

The first figure materialized out of a swirl of brimstone—tall, pale, and haunting. Aron, the vampire, moved with impossible silence, his eyes latched onto Eve's throat, his lips drawing back to reveal fangs. "You're not from here, pretty pet," he murmured, circling her like a vulture. Alexander, the incubus prince, descended from the sky like a dark feather, his eyes smoldering as he inhaled her scent. "But you will be," he added. Alexander brushed the back of his fingers over the breast of her dress, her nipple hardening as it reacted to his hand.

I gasped when I looked at my wet fingers. Paul lifted my chin and looked down into my face. With his thumb he touched one of my tears. "Kim …" My tears were clear. They were no longer blood. "What's happening to me?" I moaned. He examined his wet finger. "I don't know, but do you think …" I shook my head. I didn't want him to jinx it by saying it out loud. Was it possible that a Vampire dead over a year could become human again?

The hurt in his blue orbs,the shallow breaths he took and the sad smile which finally thugged at his lower lip. She finally realized the worth of her words on the night of her escape. Yes she has brought the vampires to their knees and made her people happy but her happiness went along,it vanished into thin air and this made her shiver. .. .. “Arise,arise” the witch chanted over Damien’s injured body,he looked like someone who had been ravaged by beasts but nevertheless,the witch singsong over his body, passing hot coals and portions over his head before he slowly came back to live.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

“I never realized that I had fallen in love. Watching her with another man was really breaking my heart. I had to flee to Romania to heal from my broken heart and since my father’s business fell down, I needed to continue my family business in somewhere else. Up to one night, in the crazy party, one that I used to spend among my nights, I knew Luka…a woman who was crazily in love with me and the worst thing, she’s a vampire. She needs my eternal love and loves her endlessly. One day, when I was diagnosed with severe flu and Luka decided to completely change me to become a vampire just like her…” Richard paused. “Having Luka as my mate, doesn’t heal me at all. I came to find out my father’s m

In one particularly elegant household, the vampire called Leila, with flowing dark hair and an air of sophistication, entered a room where a young, attractive couple lay asleep. Leila, her voice hypnotic, murmured, "Sleep peacefully, for tonight marks the beginning of a new existence, one that transcends the limitations of mere mortals." The couple, caught in a trance induced by Leila's supernatural charm, barely stirred as she delicately sank her fangs into their necks. The transformation was swift, and the once-mortal pair now bore the unmistakable signs of vampiric rebirth. Meanwhile, in another part of South Shore, Carlos, a vampire with rugged charm and piercing eyes, entered a dimly li