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But the woman doesn't love him because she already has a lover, Orlean, the half-werewolf and half-human. Damien couldn't accept that the woman he loves also loves someone else so he kills so many people that Faviona treasured. And to stop Damien from killing many werewolves and humans, Faviona agreed to marry Damien. But Damien was unaware that the woman he loves and Orlean are planning something bad on him

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

he added, the sweetest smile on his face. But Cyrille was taken aback when the man’s fangs protruded from his mouth, as if in a vampire film, and she became even more terrified. “Now, let me taste you once more, my love...” Cyrille awoke sweating profusely, trying to catch her breath. She can’t believe what she’s been dreaming about. She enjoys everything about vampires, but that was the only time she was scared. “Wait, what was that? Why did I have such a random dream?” She kept asking herself, unable to believe what had happened to her. She felt as if she were in a bureaucratic nightmare that she would never be able to escape, no matter how way too obsessed she is with vampires.

I waited patiently for him to speak, debating whether or not I should reach out and touch his arm, then deciding against it. Finally, the vampire spoke. "Lucy wasn't like anyone I'd ever met before. Sure, we both loved sex, and that's all it was at first. Neither of us was looking for exclusive sexual partners. But romantic? Well… that blossomed between us. She's such a brilliant woman. Ironically, with a love for bats." He chuckled sadly. "She always went on about how misunderstood they were, and one of her dreams was running a rescue to bring awareness to their plight as humans encroach on their territory." I nodded, watching his eyes light up and gleam as he spoke about them. Love practic

Although I constantly denied it, she gave us our privacy. In fact, I've never been emotionally involved with anyone in my life. Before I was turned, there were suitors, but never anyone special. I definitely know what love is and have the capacity for it, but never fell in love. In fact, vampires can love more completely and fully than humans ever thought possible, and when we surrendered ourselves to it, it was complete.

his voice was muffed. Heath half turned and met Rhett’s eyes. His mate leaned against the doorframe, frowning. “The vampire was here last night,” Heath agreed with that frown. “We knew that though. I told you; this wasn’t just a casual f-k for him. He loves her.” “Where does he get off falling in love with our mate?” Rhett demanded, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled the scent of the vampire. “How does that even happen? She is our mate. Our fated mate. Our goddess given mate.”

I said softly, while pushing him so he was sitting up with his back against the headboard. Everyone knew Vampires loved to feed when Humans were on their lap, it gave them a direct line to the main vein in our necks. It was less painful for the Human too. I ignored his erection throbbing underneath my core as I took my place on his lap. He smashed his lips into mine hungrily, while his hands wrapped in my hair and trailed over my upper body.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

She looked at him the most. "What could I possibly do now?" He asked. "The shades will try to find your weaknesses. Something tells me you will try to help the female lady and her brother and if the shades are hiding behind the shadows, watching you they will believe you are interested in making her your mate." Rayven stiffened. Mate? He did not want to think of Skender sinking his teeth into Angelica's neck and bonding with her forever. He did also not want to think of Angelica being chased by the shades because they wanted to kill a demon's mate. A human mate was a demon's weakness.

I hate his arrogance, hate the suffering that my sisters and I must endure to sustain him, hate the control that he holds and exerts over us all. But I also love Chrys. I don’t want him to regret the way in which we finally find our way together—truly together, openly in love and bound by blood, the way all vampires mark their spouses. Chrys closes his eyes and breathes in deeply. When he opens them, they are filled with determination. ‘No,’ he says, ‘I’ll still do it. I’ll kill him. For you, my love.’