The Vampire Lords Greatest Wife の小説・ストーリー

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.

"That is why I am appointing a second in command. He would only receive orders from me and give orders to the other Lords..." I stroked my ring, wondering what Viktor was up to. My eyes darted from one Lord to the other as Andres kept reading the letter. A smug smile painted Lord Landon's face. He has been the most controversial lord recently. I heard what he did to the women before he sucked them. It does not irritate me, but it makes me see him as a fool. He was trying his best to live up to me. His eye flicked to me, and our gazes locked. He flashed me a toothy grin. His chest contracted as he folded his meaty arms over his chest. His eyes held amusement as he stared at me. The bastard kn

Five male vampires were seated on the left wing of the table while four male vampires and one female vampire were seated on the other wing. They were even surprised to see her in such a state, looking haggard and frustrated. "Bring her here." Mosco ordered. His seat was the first to be seen from where their head seat was. The drudge vampire leaped towards her and brought her to him. The drudge vampires were special servants made and specifically owned by the grand elders of Volturi. These are the strongest vampires of the coven. The vampire left to bury her mate with a few of her kind after narrating everything in detail.

She had felt it now—the predator that lived under the expensive suits and careful manners. "I am Lord Erin Marrock," I said formally. "Second son of the werewolf royal family. Brother to the King. And apparently, father to the most powerful young werewolf born in generations." She sank onto my couch like her legs would not hold her anymore. "The Executioner." So she had heard the stories. Good. "Among other titles, yes." "Oh god." She buried her face in her hands. "What have I gotten myself into?" "You got yourself into this the night you decided to seduce a stranger in at an event"

"The warehouse was the first. He grabbed my throat, squeezed hard enough to choke me but not enough to leave marks. Then he checked a pocket watch and said he had to go see his wife." Roland's arms dropped to his sides. "His wife." "That's what he said. No report in ten years of tracking has ever mentioned a spouse. No intercept, no informant, nothing." His wife. The words still felt wrong in my mouth. Like a fact that didn't belong in the same sentence as fourteen confirmed kills. I watched the word rearrange something behind his eyes. A decade of building a profile on the most dangerous vampire in the world, and a single detail was pulling it apart.

She was a NEW LADY of this family, a human, whom William just married to. “And who is the next?” I felt my blood rushing to my mind. I couldn’t control what I was doing now and will do next. “Your Royal Highness, you just killed my new wife.” William came to me and calmly said it. “Oh,really? But what’s your point of view on your son’s taking my girl away? I really need to know that.” My rage climbed on the highest peak in my brain. There should be an excuse for me to expose. “I don’t know what you are talking about. Chuck was the best Vampire in our family.”

I had written off everything she felt as jealousy and nothing more. Because of the forbidden ritual, I had been locked in place—my entire awareness narrowed to that one toxic woman. I had been so convinced that nothing was wrong with Elena, that she was too afraid to ever truly leave. I had taken her love for granted, her endurance for granted. I had decided, with complete certainty, that she would always stay—that she should stay. In her medical file, the doctor had noted it clearly: vampire blood can trigger a half-blood fetus to draw life force from the mother. The risk of maternal death was nearly absolute.

“What else would I be? They don’t exactly let vampires feed on each other, you know.” I stayed standing, arms crossed tightly. “So it’s just the pure-bloods who keep feeders?” “Oh no,” she said quickly, shaking her head. “Most vampires do. Even the sired ones. Master Ramez, for example—he was sired by Master Perth. He’s not a pure-blood, but he has feeders too. That’s why I’m here.” She tapped her chest proudly. “I’m his.” I blinked at her, my mind struggling to keep up. “So basically… almost every vampire has a feeder?”

The only other place they can reach is the Land of Nothing, which is already a realm of shadows. “We followed the Lady,” Shabat announces. “Who’s looking for my wife?” “Adrian. He fears something happened to her,” Iamem replies, but she smiles—she can smell what happened, just like any vampire from Morbóvia. “He has no reason to worry. She’s my wife, and I’ll take care of her. You may go. Don’t tell anyone where we are—just say we’re doing very well,” I say quickly, thinking of my cousin. He’s far too concerned about my wife. I know it’s because of what happened with the other females, but she’s mine now, and he needs to stay out of it.

"Jeopardizing alliances over a mere woman. That is very unlikely of you Vampire." Instead of backing down or cowering away from the oldest ruling monarch. Lips drawing back from his fangs, Vladimir snarled. "If I was you I would choose my words wisely where she is concerned, the last man who disrespected her had my claws in his chest and his still beating heart at her feet. That woman standing there is my bride. The Queen of my heart and Kingdom and for her, I could be ruthless. The hell with alliances and treaties." Vladimir didn't realize how ture his words were until he had spoken them out loud.