His Vampire Bride
Declan:
Stumbling into the foyer, slamming the heavy oak doors shut behind him, Declan collapsed to the floor, the cool white tiles easing his feverish skin. The sun couldn’t kill them, but it hurt like nobody’s business.
The only life were their familiars, humans that swore loyalty to vampires and served them during the daylight hours. Currently they were bustling about, closing the heavy drapes, and switching on lights. Familiars lived in darkness with their masters, but they willingly gave themselves to the cause. Some, if they were extremely loyal, and gave outstanding service, were rewarded with immortality, before the ravages of old age took them. Most weren’t that lucky. “Master?” A p
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