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“The law is clear, Ledger. You are lord. You will marry me and secure the eastern territories as promised.” Ledger released my hand and placed himself slightly in front of me, protective. “The law has changed. Amarissa is my true mate,” he said. “The turning and blood exchange sealed it. I will not honor a political arrangement when fate has given me this.” Murmurs erupted among the elders. One older vampire slammed his hand on the table. “Tradition has held our kind together for millennia. You cannot simply discard it because you have grown attached to a newborn.” Dove laughed coldly and advanced. “Attached? This is infatuation. She is weak. Newly turned. I have stood at your side for decad

Every time I brought up another dark romance, another obscure vampire lore theory, another fantasy where the heroine begged to be drained while she came undone, they would groan and roll their eyes. “Elena, for fuck’s sake, you need to get properly fucked by a living, breathing man instead of jerking off to fictional undead dick,” my best friend had laughed the last time. But she didn’t understand. Nothing—no toy, no lover, no late-night fling—had ever come close to the aching, throbbing need that vampire fantasies stirred in me. The surrender. The possession. The exquisite terror of giving your blood, your body, and perhaps even your soul to something far older and more powerful than you.

It took a step toward me, then paused, before turning away. My heart raced as I watched the beast disappear into the night. The adrenaline coursing through me was intoxicating, and I couldn't help but follow. It led me to the edge of the French Quarter, where the buildings gave way to the swampy fringe of the city. The moon cast a silver glow over the murky waters, and the air was thick with the scent of decay and life. As I ventured deeper into the shadows, I heard the distant sound of a struggle, the grunts of a fight punctuating the stillness. My instincts screamed at me to stay away, but the book's stories of the werewolves' code of honor and protection spurred me on.

Eva watched them from a distance, looking worried. "Then maybe you can lend it to me. I'll read it fast and give it back to you so you can put it on your shelf." He narrowed his eyes. "Do you like to read about monsters?" She nodded, "Yes. It seems like we have the same taste." Angelica wondered why he picked this particular book. She could hear him say the title 'the monster is me' in his dark husky voice. She would have believed him had he said so. Lord Rayven ignored her and went to pay for the book. The seller's eyes widened and his hands trembled slightly as he received his money. A sigh left his lips once Lord Rayven walked out of the shop.

No wonder some people get addicted to it. The memory of what happened last night makes me shudder, and I try not to think of those men's threats. Now I just want to enjoy being alone for the first time in a while, so I go down to the library and search for something to read. There's an entire shelf dedicated to novels about vampires, which is amusing to find inside a vampire's library, so I pick one called Carmilla and settle down in an armchair. I'm ten pages into it when the door opens abruptly.

-- "21 years have passed. No one has been able to find that girl yet. I'm keeping the stupid team all in the house." An unknown person smiles when he smiles while throwing anger. The surroundings are in the dark of night. Everything that can be seen through fire. Thousands of skeletons are seen hanging around this large cave. Because thousands of magic is done here. The Kingdom of Satan. The devil state of Warf. Where there is no good place. There is only sin and bad. Everyone around is standing with their heads down. They all failed. Failed to find a little girl. The enemy of Wolf is many years old with the state of Vampire. On the one hand, the state of varies are loyal to their Creator, o

I just woke up one day with a handsome vampire by my side, offering me a contract marriage. I knew it was like being courted by the devil, yet like a foolish lamb who laid herself on the sacrificial table, I reached for his hand, not knowing that it would consume my reckless heart. ******

“The stores are still open. We could go shopping tonight instead of tomorrow.” “Sounds like a plan.” I wrap my arm around her shoulders, walking beside her as she heads to the door. “Maybe pick up some dinner on the way to your place?” She nods her head in agreement. “Some burgers and fries.” “Whatever you want.” The mention of food makes me hungry as well, but her blood is useless to me now since it’s infected with vampire blood. Vampires bite other vampires as a sign of intimacy on a much deeper level than vampires biting a human. Therefore, that list of names is just as important to me as it is to Charlie.

Keddrick said and he looked at us. “While some prefer the bedrooms to do the obvious, some don't. I want to warn you. You will see people having sex tomorrow. You will see our kind drinking blood from humans and you will see vampires punishing their pets. Do not try to save these humans or intervene in any way. It will mean your own death. They hold no emotions or care to humans, exception is of course their own mate, if the mate is human.” He continued.

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.