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I gratefully let it sweep me under, unsure if I’ll be able to walk out of here whole. I blink awake at the crack of dawn with my face to the ceiling, recounting the last events of my downturned life. From being snatched off the road by a raving animal, to being claimed by another. Mate. Just one word and it makes my blood boil with deep-seated rage. Reading about fantasies must have knocked me upside the head so bad. I must have been a fool to wish for a love like in those fantasy books? Twenty-four year old and I can’t distinguish lies woven into literature.

Vlad raised an eyebrow as he caught the title: The Night That Devoured the Heart. A vampire romance written by a human in the nineteenth century. “Since when did you become a romantic?” Vlad asked, his tone dripping with irony. Lucian closed the book, stared at the cover for a moment, and let out a deep sigh. “I thought I was going to have to give you a good correction these days,” Vlad continued, crossing his arms. The ruby ring on his finger caught the faint firelight. “You seemed possessed. But it appears you’ve resolved your internal crisis on your own. You’re calmer. That tells me the human is no longer in immediate danger from you.”

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

I tossed the empty can into the trash and got ready to head back to class. When I pushed open the washroom door and stepped back into the hallway, she was there. Lucia. My heart nearly stopped for a second because I remembered the last time I saw her—when I had fallen down the stairs yesterday…her eyes had glowed this dark crimson that still haunted my mind. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my voice steady. “Lucia... are you a vampire?” She smiled, but it wasn’t a smile that was meant to scare me—it was calm, almost gentle. “Yes, I am,” she said softly, “but I’m not here to hurt you. I’m here to help.”

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

"But seriously, answer me." "No, I don't sleep. I don't have the privilege to do so," she finally replied. "Why not? Don't go with a lie now." "I won't lie to you." "Yes, and I'm stupid." His sarcastic tone could be worse than anything else. She ignored it and responded, "Vampires don't sleep." The laughter from his forum echoed in his conscience. Hell, what a big lie. Didn't it occur to you to tell him that it's because you like the darkness too? You're so... bad at this, seriously."

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

"Come with me, Miss Mayhem. It's not safe forYouhere." She flinched. "Stay away from me. I—I know where you sleep." Coffins, vampires slept in coffins. He frowned. "Now, give me that glass. I'll go to the kitchen for some real food." Real food? Then, what was this? Aya lifted her wineglass and sniffed. Blood! With a yelp, she threw the glass to the side. It shattered on the floor, splattering blood everywhere. A woman screeched. "Look what you did! Bloodstains on my new white gown. Why, you—" She glared at Aya and hissed.

He held up the book so I could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” Obviously, I knew this already, but I still couldn’t believe he actually had it in his hands. I was more than a little embarrassed. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from me. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” He said it in an overly romanticized voice and I could feel my face turning red. “Just give it here,” I whispered, reaching for it again. He held it just out of my reach.