Vampire's Bride Mga Nobela at Kwento

Red eyes meet with brown ones and they stare at each other. "You look a lot like Emperor Ariadne, but younger. Anyway, she said I will have to seek your permission to leave here, so be kind enough to grant me your permission, thank you. Let's first start with this invisible door in this room," she said pointing at the wall behind her. "No, you are not leaving here precious. I have chosen you as my bride. We will get married when you have come of age." "I am no one's bride flat nose," "Shouldn't you be thankful to me for saving you. You were dead and I brought you back to life so technically speaking you owe me your life and you will do as I say or else I will have to take back what I give...

Sexy " he mutters kissing the hollow of my breast. He send his hand to my back taking them off, my erect pink nipples pop out of the bra staring right to his face. I moan when he took one of them in his mouth, sucking it and rubbing his tongue on it. My pussy was screaming, I was dripping wet. He left it and take the second one into his mouth grazing my breast with his teeth, then suck on it. "Oh my... Shit! " I moan aloud. He stopped sucking my breast, he bring his lips to my neck and kiss me giving me hickey. I flutter my eyes open, he gotta stop giving me hickeys what if someone sees it. My mom. "Hunter " I called and he stopped. "Hunter, if we are getting married tomorrow, my mom must be

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

Damian turned, looking at Enola with such intensity that Enola felt her cheeks burning. “I do.” Damian’s voice was deep and steady. “Do you, Enola Spark, take Damian Cassel to be your husband?” Enola held her breath for a moment. “I do.” Enola’s voice was soft but clear. The next second, applause echoed. Clarine, who was sitting in the guest seats, clutched her dress angrily, her face pale. Meanwhile, Reginald Spark, her uncle, only smiled stiffly to hide his anger. When it was time for the bride and groom to kiss, Damian approached, his hand gently touching Enola’s jaw. He leaned down and briefly pressed his lips to Enola’s. The kiss was short and formal, but it was enough to make Enola’s h

the woman said weakly and with tears of blood streaming down her cheeks. “If you’re a vampire, why are you lying lifeless here?” Sierra asked. “I was his true bride and I served him every night for years. I learned of your existence recently and tried to flee but he caught me and killed me without mercy, leaving my body here to rot.” The woman explained. “Uh… I’m so sorry. He’s trying to force me to marry him but I’m not interested in your man so I’ll take my leave now” Sierra said with a nervous laugh.

It was simple yet elegant. Another knock on the door and Miss Vicky ventured in. “DYour dress is here, Scarlett” she announced and another two women walked into the room both holding the dress on a hanger and all jaws dropped. It was a blue dress that had diamonds shimmering on it, immediately I couldn't wait to actually wear it. “Isn’t this the dress from hazel?” Maria was truly stunned,“2019 collections, tears of a bride” she further adds, “a lot of people were bidding for this dress, gosh!!”

She didn't struggle—instead, her hands circled his waist, trusting him completely. The sound of my backpack falling alerted them. Saul's eyes snapped to me, sharp as daggers. With a sweep of his hand, he threw the picture frame on his nightstand at me. The picture frame held a photo of us. The frame hit my shoulder hard, then fell to the floor with a loud crash, shattering. "Get out!" I snapped back to reality, realizing what they were doing. The First Embrace: a vampire bit a human on the neck and drained a human's blood to mark ownership, then fed them vampire blood, turning them into a vampire.

His calloused fingers, resting lightly on the table, occasionally invaded her view, a quiet reminder of his presence. As the evening wore on and Caelia reluctantly slowed her feasting, two young women approached the table. Their careful attire and poised movements betrayed their noble upbringing. Rhyzar nodded, allowing them to ascend the stairs. Setting aside the glass of unfamiliar wine she’d been given, Caelia straightened in her seat as the women approached. “My lord Draken,” the taller of the two said, bowing her head gracefully. Her golden curls cascaded like streams of honey over her tanned shoulders. Her crimson lips curved into a warm, elegant smile. “I’ve been so eager to meet your

It was all confusing, where would he start to look for her? In the vampire's kingdom? Or here in the Lycan clan. It was just confusing and he was greatly confused. When he got to where Lucian's vampire bride was, his mate's smell was concentrated on her. No, it was coming from her. He was taken off guard. What was that? His mate was his best friend's bride.

The whole place was decorated giving it a dreamy look , smiling faces, little kids watching the bride as she walked down the stairs ( Imagine her walking) which each step she lost something that belonged to her . Her dream , her family, her happiness and lastly her old life . The pavillion was set up in a grand manner where both the priest and the groom was waiting for the bride . All the things which were necessary were decorated in a plate which had vermilion , mangal sutra to signify this holy nuptial unholy for the bride . As she sat behind Drake she couldn't help but notice that the man looked so happy as if he was not forcing her at all . Tearing her eyes away she composed herself