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Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

END E P I L O G U E ❦❦❦ Runo Kaelynn Alberona— I entered the mansion as a maid for the Lockhart siblings. At first, I didn't know the truth inside that mansion, but as time passed, I slowly uncovered their secrets. Even my heart was swept into that mystery. I fell in love with one of the siblings, and his name is Danrious. He's a vampire. No, they're all vampires. I got to know their true nature and I will admit that at the beginning I was consumed by fear and nervousness about the problem I got into. But I know it has shaped me into who I am today and where I am today.

He didn't want to be with the monster that kept growing inside his body and having more control over him each passing day. It was a dark and haunting story. Heart Wrenching sometimes and intriguing other times. Angelica became glued to the book. She kept turning pages but soon the pages had notes written on them. No. It seemed to be poems. Written by Lord Rayven, she guessed. Angelica began to read them and slowly became confused and sad. His poems weren't that different from the man's story. It seemed like Lord Rayven saw himself as a monster as well. Even worse. He described himself as evil.

Although, he knows I would never hurt our mate, and having tasted her the first night I marked her without issue, he is still concerned for any potential bloodlust I have for her divine blood. Admittedly it is so difficult to pull away. No blood I have ever had has tasted as amazing as hers, she is my personal aphrodisiac drug. Fighting myself with all my willpower, I remove my fangs from her delicious neck and clean up her wound with my tongue. Her sweet nectar coats my hard cock as she rides me faster. The experience of my venom surging into her as I drank from her neck heightened her arousal as well as mine. Both Damen and Max felt it too and are fighting their transitions. Damen’s eyes f

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I searched the werewolf research database on my phone for a while, hunting for anything I could find on one sided mate bonds or small wolf forms. When my search was once again fruitless — as I should have known it would be — I switched to those paranormal romance stories I found that first night after I met Taryn. I needed something to distract me from the ache caused by our distance. I’d had to weed through a lot of terrible books, but I eventually found a few authors who seemed to know what they were writing about. Maybe those authors are supernaturals in disguise. I lift my phone and tap the button that snoozes my alarm, setting it back down on my chest all without even opening my eyes. B

and I need to find the source of the intoxicating smell that is still in my mind and nose. TANSIA POV I temporarily lost the scent around dawn deep inside the forest, which annoyed me, but I was picking up a new scent now of tobacco and rum, thinking my mate may have either disguised his scent or covered it, telling me he is more than likely a witch. I can't help but be excited, I didn't want a wolf as a mate as they tend to be obnoxious and pompous, vampires tend to be aggressive and manipulative. but my parents taught me to always keep the mate bond.

Mom stepped forward, her head bowed just as she had instructed me, but her voice remained steady. "I sighted a vampire first thanks to my daughter. I chased it into the tree line, only for its accomplice to come out of nowhere and attack me all of a sudden. I managed to kill one, but the other one escaped into the night." The air in the room grew suffocatingly thick as one of the oldest men at the table suddenly leaned forward. His face twisted with a sudden, devastating burst of grief and anger, his eyes rimmed with red as he slammed a fist onto the stone.

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

He looked composed and calm, narrowing his eyes at her, he didn't say a word. Her eyes. They were too captivating. Too rare, and for the first time Vampire king did want someone to keep staring in his eyes. _____________________________________ I'll be pasting the warnings in the coming chapter related to the story's genre and the contents inside. This is about Vampires, supernatural away from humans, so I'll be making them way more brutal and animalistic then my normal dark romance books, so be ware and better read my warnings first. Till the next adios