Vampire Drinking Blood From Neck

To regain her freedom and leave the organization, she applied to take on a Class Z mission - the hardest levels of all missions. If she successfully accomplished the mission, she could finally get a chance to fall in love, create a family, and raise two dogs. However, her hopes and dreams were shattered. She failed and died! She could not accept that result at all! Not only that, she could never accept that she died! She was only willing to die when she could finally get what she wanted! So, what did she do? She defied the heavens for not even the Jade Emperor and Buddha could stop her! ***This novel is inspired and based on Back from the Dead by Miss_Lonely_Potato.***

Werewolf Fiction, Trope: Arranged Marriage / Forced Mating / Rejected Mate / Betrayal Setting: A mighty werewolf city, Perth, ruled by competing packs. The MoonStone Pack — once amongst the strongest, now takes an alliance with the vicious ruthless Night Walker Pack, led by Alpha Derrick Wilson. From ancient werewolf traditions to modern pack politics, the city is the battlefield for dominance, power, and bloodlines. BLURB Kimberly has always lived in the shadow of her perfect younger sister, Mona. When her father brokers her marriage to evil Alpha Derrick Wilson, it’s supposed to be a sacrifice for peace. But on the night of the engagement, everything falls apart—Derrick is hers and then rejects her for Mona, her own sister. With her pride not just bruised but battered (she has been humiliated, betrayed, and has lost her position in the pack), Kimberly now faces a fate she could not have imagined; being the slave of the man she should have mated with. But when it seems like all hope is lost, a mysterious stranger offers her something far more dangerous — an opportunity to seek revenge. Now, with her wolf awakening and secrets of her bloodline surfacing, Kimberly has a choice to make: run and start over—or embrace the darkness and reclaim everything that was taken from her. While Mona stole her mate, Kimberly is the one chosen by fate. And fate does not take kindly to creeping around her light.

Just as she’s starting her new life in Las Vegas, she gets an urgent call to return home to Atlanta. Deila Barbson could be stubborn, witty…among other things but she wasn’t the rogue her family thought her to be so she answered with equal urgency oblivious to what awaited her— her past. She’s faced with the person that’s haunted her beautiful nightmares everyday for two years. Betrayed by her heart, she found herself running again from whom she still longed for as the very air she breaths. Breathing was as difficult as commitments. Would she stand unbroken or she melt under his touch? Time they said healed every wound so why did his heart still bleed at the sight of the woman that left him shattered sixteen months ago? Hard-headed as he was, James Martin felt open as if it were yesterday he got stood up on his planned proposal dinner. He wanted answers, from her, from himself; why didn’t he feel anger towards her for breaking his heart? Why was his heart still thudding with hope at the sight of her? Why did Deila still unman him as if he wasn’t the macho CEO that intimidated even the Mayor? And most importantly, why did she return? Behind the unwilling woman and broken man was the dark secret both their families shared. What would be keeping them apart? Their ego? Or the family secret? Warning: This book contains mature words and sexual encounters that aren't suitable for readers under the age of 18.

Lilienne Winslow "I'm a mess of warm chaos but I won't let you see it in my eyes, I smile every time but I won't let you see the sadness behind them ,it's pathetic" Rowan Sinclair "Your chaos doesn't frighten me; it draws me in. you wear a smile that dances like sunlight through shadows, but know this, my love: I see beyond the facade. Behind those shimmering eyes lies a world of storms, and it's not pathetic, it's beautifully human. Let me be your anchor in this tempest; let me cradle your sadness and transform it into something radiant. Even when you feel lost, I'll be right here, holding you tight." Neither of them ever wished for the union of marriage, not the weight of a promise, that felt more like chains. two souls adrift, untamed, untouched by love's hand.Yet fate, with silent steps, wove them into one, In a bond neither sought, but neither could withstand. He, a man of steel, a man of few words and of unshaken resolve, She, a spirit of grace, a woman of quiet strength,carrying wounds, no one cared to see. In the quiet vows exchanged, hearts kept their guard,But in the silence between them, emotions sparked, unbarred. In his silence, she found a space to breathe. In her fragility, he found something worth protecting.

This is about revenge between a werewolf and a woman. Who will win? Or will they both fall for one another?

They called me cursed before I ever had a chance to breathe. Before I failed to shift, before I was sold like livestock. Before they learned that what’s locked inside me… shouldn’t be touched. This isn’t your typical werewolf story. I wasn’t chosen, I wasn’t loved or given simple living decency. I was broken, then made into a being, they never saw coming. What happens when the girl no one wanted… becomes the one thing they all fear? Read carefully, because not everyone survives the truth.

Aku bertemu dengan seorang pria yang selalu mengikutiku kemanapun bahkan pada malam hari ia berada di dalam kamarku, aku seperti mempunyai stalker dan aku tidak tau bagaimana dia masuk kedalam kamarku. Yang aku tahu dia adalah vampire.

How much for this temptress?” Beta Daniels asked causing me to flinch at the name. “ 100 jewels.” Came a voice from someone sitting up front. “200.” Came another voice. “500” Hollered another. The room was silent for a moment. “500 going once, 500 going twice, Sold to Lord Issacson,” Beta Daniels announced. I felt my heart skip a beat. I had been sold. “ I want her.” Came a loud snarl. Everyone in the crowd grew silent. “Your…Your highness.” Stumbled Beta Daniels, bowing down onto his knee. “We weren’t expecting you tonight.” “ I want her,” the Vampire King said again. “She is mine.” “But your highness. She’s already been sold.” Beta Daniels spoke timidly. “ I don’t care. I want her.” He responded. “ What the king claims, the king gets.” There’s talk around the supernatural community that Nikolai, is growing weak without a Queen by his side. As the king of vampires, the ruler of the supernatural world, who has been on the throne for a millennium, he would never fall in love with a blood slave he brought from a slave auction. Wouldn't he?

“I’m not worthy to stand beside you, Sir.” “Clamp your thighs tighter around me.” “Ugh… yeah…” Arthur curved a rare smile. “This is why you’re perfect to be My Lady.” *** Running away from her parents’ debts, Nina dares to take a job as a nanny on the private cruise ship of a mysterious billionaire, Arthur Moric. Slowly, that mystery fades as Nina witnesses the complicated and dangerously hotlife Arthur leads. The man is freshly divorced and being bled dry by his ex-wife. With all the power and wealth Arthur possesses, the billionaires should’ve won. But, Arthur is too idealism. Yet Nina suspects Arthur might end his own life and that suspicion leads her instead to a night where Arthur reveals the true depths of his desire. The desire of the man who owns a secret Sexual Academy for Billionaires. Can Nina accept Arthur’s challenge to become his Lady? Will the fate that binds them destroy them or will they be the ones to break fate itself?

In the final year of my bond with vampire lord Saul, the curse of our pact struck, and I was overwhelmed by agony, but my lord was nowhere to be found. He had gone out. He left me to suffer. Alone. When the door finally creaked open the next morning, I looked up through bloodshot eyes—hope flickering like a dying candle. But he wasn't alone. He carried an unconscious woman in his arms, her head resting against his chest like she belonged there. Ignoring me as I curled up on the floor in pain, he first carried the woman to his room and called the old butler anxiously. "Jacinda's passed out. Hurry! Check if she's all right!" The old butler cautiously pleaded on my behalf, hoping our lord could save me first, but Saul frowned and interrupted: "Jacinda is in danger, and I have no mind to drink her blood now. She just needs to pull through herself. Believe me, she won't die. Right now, the priority is to save Jacinda." A frown and a glance in my direction was his only response to the old butler's desperate plea. With my only hope shattered, I clenched my teeth and slashed several long wounds on my arms and hands to drain blood for self-rescue. After a long period of weak convulsions, the curse of the pact finally ended. I lay in a pool of blood, sending a message with my last faint consciousness. "I promise I will leave him."