Romans & histoires The Vampire's Bride

And love had chosen them back. The curse was gone. The packs were whole. And in Elara’s womb, a new heartbeat answered the dawn. The werewolf’s bride had become the werewolf’s mother. And the story, after so much blood, so much darkness, finally found its light.

Sexy " he mutters kissing the hollow of my breast. He send his hand to my back taking them off, my erect pink nipples pop out of the bra staring right to his face. I moan when he took one of them in his mouth, sucking it and rubbing his tongue on it. My pussy was screaming, I was dripping wet. He left it and take the second one into his mouth grazing my breast with his teeth, then suck on it. "Oh my... Shit! " I moan aloud. He stopped sucking my breast, he bring his lips to my neck and kiss me giving me hickey. I flutter my eyes open, he gotta stop giving me hickeys what if someone sees it. My mom. "Hunter " I called and he stopped. "Hunter, if we are getting married tomorrow, my mom must be

I said flatly, trying to get straight to the point. “Clearly,” he replied with a raised brow. “you may Speak Alpha” I stepped forward. “Four of my warriors were found dead in the forest, with their hearts ripped out and No trace of a wolf, No natural predator, no scent or clues But there was one thing…” I let the silence drag. Then dropped it. “—a vampire trespasser was caught Three days before a body was found, and the prisoner escaped, he had Crimson Crescent markings. My brides clan.” The tension snapped through the room.

Was he unkind? He had broken a man's neck. He will be the mob boss in New York. I whispered, "Father,Please don't make me marry that man," I begged. Father's face became more serious. "You'll wed Damon Vitiello. On that, Salvatore, his father, and I shook hands. You'll treat him well as a wife and act like a proper lady when you see him for the engagement celebrations." "Engagement celebration?" I repeated. My speech seemed far away, like though a fog had obscured my ears.

, I frowned. "Don't you want to know who will be your bride now?", He asked to which I raised my brow. "She is the elder daughter of the Vampire's King, Lenora.", I didn't know why but this news didn't give me any happiness. Lenora was strong and powerful, just like the bride I always wished for but still, my mind was on my human bride who lives in a supernatural world but had no supernatural powers. . . . Andrella's POV . . .

I stammered, pointing at myself. There’s no way they’re letting me marry the enemy for real. It’s already too much that my family’s not paying attention to me despite me trying hard, but now they also want me to marry Lucian Moretti? Heck, no! “Yes, Miss Vale. You heard it right,” Roman replied in a mocking tone. He looked down on me just like everyone else. “You don’t need me to explain the details unless you need me to spell it out for you what it means to be married, yeah?”

This wasn't some nightmare I could claw my way out of. I was marrying the devil. And I'd signed the dotted line. What about the freedom I thought I would get after my husband's death? It was gone with a poof. I must be cursed. There was no other reason why I would be marrying another psychopath. The priest droned on and our vows were exchanged like threats. My "I do" sounded like a dare. And then, the priest said, "You may now kiss the bride." Killian turned to me, finally smiling. And just as he leaned in to kiss me on the corner of my lips, I bit him, hard.

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the

“Cristiano, you have chosen well—she’s lovely.” I smiled politely, squeezing Cristiano’s hand just a bit tighter. The older man’s words sent a shiver up my spine. His bride’s hollow gaze drifted toward mine, and for a moment, I caught a flicker of something in her eyes—pain, perhaps? It looked as if she was pleading to be set free. But the look vanished as quickly as it appeared, her expression changing back into a practiced one. Cristiano had explained it all to me yesternight; He had told me he wasn't in support of their marriage, Ronald had insisted that it was consensual.

"I would humbly wait for your presence my lord" A vampire with dark blue eyes and short red hair spoke as he gave a small card as small as a business card of dark red color with two names on it. Zagur weds wadu. The first vampire wedding that I heard of. It is not weird for a vampire to develop feelings for another, but this is kind of a unique wedding because the bride is a werewolf.