glmm kidnapped by vampires

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type... But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type... And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time. ........................... [A/N: The cover is mine, it's original.] This novel is being edited by: IsUnavailable, And Davo 2138. If you want to support me so that I can pay artists to illustrate the characters in my novel, visit my Patreon: patreon.com/VictorWeismann More characters images in: https://discord.gg/4FETZAf

Victor était un jeune homme normal de 21 ans, il a grandi dans une famille aimante qui l'a aidé à prendre soin de lui-même, sachant qu'il avait une maladie pratiquement incurable, le sang RH null, il était le détenteur d'un type de sang rare... Mais ce que Victor ignorait, c'est que ce type de sang était un délice dans le monde surnaturel, les créatures qui se nourrissaient de sang adoraient son type de sang... Et ce sang qu'il détestait serait le facteur qui ferait de Victor le plus grand vampire de tous les temps.

“Who the hell are you!? What are you doing in my room?” Jennifer shouted when she saw the man sneaking inside her room out of nowhere, just a few minutes before the wedding.  Gun was pointed in her direction, straight into her heart with horror evident on her stunned face. A smirk landed on the man's face when he answered back, “You have two options, Ms. Jennifer, either you die at this point or...escape with me!”  ….. Jennifer Taylor, freshly graduated, was ready to be thrown into an unhappy marriage with the Mafia King of their state, Lucas Smith. Everyone concluded that the man fell for her beauty and mind but nothing was true. No matter how much others tried to convince her but her heart never melted. On the wedding day, she was all ready to execute her plan but suddenly, a mysterious man appeared inside her room, threatening to kill her.  Who is he? She is clueless but all she can do is to follow his lead and the adventure he is giving her, to safeguard herself from those who are waiting to take undue advantage out of her. But later in her life, she discovers that whom she considered a threat all along, was her helping hand who tagged along for a very long period. Moreover, with this stranger, she walks on the path of unveiling all the truths that were hidden deep in the grave. … *SneakPeak* The man came near her, with a towel wrapped around his abdomen. But her eyes flew to his abs, those perfect figured abs… A dangerous smirk passed by his lips when he asked, "Like what you see, Ms. Taylor?"  Realization drew over her when he caught her lingering gaze on his upper naked body. "What?! No! And don't you have any kind of shame? You're standing in front of an unmarried girl!"  "So what? I heard that girls get attracted to men who have good physique. You know it isn't difficult to accept that you like it.." he was still shamelessly provoking her. "You!! I'm stuck with a shameless pervert for sure! Go and wear something before I hit you with my hands!" Jennifer was burning in the pit of anger but at the same time, her cheeks burned red.  At last, as per her wish, he wore the bathrobe and turned around to come to main point, "What do you wish to ask?" "Tell me who changed my bridal dress?" Jennifer asked with a straight face, but Javier didn't look shocked. "Do you see anyone else in this house? If your pretty eyes can, let me know." "Except you, obviously no one else," Jennifer answered in a hurry, but then her eyes turned wide when she realized what she just spoke in front of him. Javier laughed at her innocent expressions, "Bingo! There you have your answer. Who would have changed your clothes except me?" ***** •18+ MATURE CONTENT- BE ALERTED •The cover's rights are reserved to the original creator.  •You can follow me on  Instagram- amaira_knight   Discord- Amaira_Knight#1314 ***** My Other works-  High School: Way to Forever My Clever wife is Sweet Support Author by adding the book into your library and please do give it a try! Thank you so much :)

THÈMES MATURES : Esclavage ...éléments TW Après que sa famille a été brutalement assassinée devant elle par le Roi des Vampires, Zyren Blackthorn, pour être des chasseurs, Aria est laissée brisée et dévastée, désespérée de mourir. Son monde est anéanti lorsque Zyren, au lieu de la tuer, la revendique comme son animal de compagnie, la traînant loin de son village jusqu'au cœur de la ville centrale. En tant qu'esclave humaine, elle est forcée d'endurer ses désirs sadiques. Chaque nuit, il lui rappelle son impuissance, mais sous sa cruauté se cache une obsession qui brûle avec intensité. Malgré sa haine et son désir de vengeance, le corps d'Aria la trahit, et elle se retrouve prise entre un désir sombre et son besoin désespéré de vengeance. Extrait : La respiration d'Aria se bloqua tandis que les doigts de Zyren traçaient la ligne de sa mâchoire, son toucher plus froid que la glace, pourtant brûlant sa peau avec la promesse d'en faire plus. Elle devrait résister, devrait riposter, mais son corps la trahissait—frissonnant, désirant ardemment le plaisir qu'elle savait qu'il pouvait lui donner. "Tu pensais que je te tuerais," murmura Zyren, sa voix un ronronnement sombre. "Mais au lieu de cela, tu m'appartiendras. Chaque partie de toi sera mienne." Ses lèvres s'entrouvrirent pour parler, mais les mots restèrent coincés dans sa gorge. Le souvenir du sang de sa famille tachant ses mains lui retournait l'estomac tandis qu'elle le regardait avec haine. "Dis-moi," grogna-t-il, ses mains descendant plus bas, pressant contre la douceur de sa peau, "souhaites-tu toujours mourir?" Elle serra les poings, les larmes menaçant de couler, mais son corps tremblait sous son toucher. "Je ne souhaite rien d'autre que d'être libre de toi," cracha-t-elle, mais même alors que les mots quittaient ses lèvres, elle sentait la faim en elle—une faim qu'elle détestait mais qu'elle ne pouvait nier tandis qu'elle fixait ses yeux rouges. Un besoin de se PRÉSENTER à lui et de le laisser la monter... corps et âme.

Tak semua takdir dapat dirubah termasuk nyawa seseorang. Azura Jung yang harusnya sudah dicabut nyawanya justru masih diberikan kesempatan untuk memiliki nyawanya karena Malaikat maut alias Madesh yang jatuh cinta kepadanya. Madesh yang jatuh cinta pada pandangan pertama pada Azura berani melawan titah Raja Neraka sehingga ia menculik dan menyembunyikan Azura di alam baka. Azura ketakutan, kebingungan dan tak mengerti kenapa dia dibawa ke tempat yang tak seharusnya. Walaupun Madesh memperlakukan Azura dengan sepenuh hati namun tetap saja Azura enggan bersama dengan sosok yang tak sama dengannya. Sampai pada akhirnya hatinya Azura luluh karena ketulusan Madesh yang mencintainya. Tetapi ketika hubungan cinta mereka tengah bersemi justru Madesh akan mendapatkan hukuman dari Raja Neraka karena telah melanggar aturan. Cinta mereka kembali diuji saat ini. Lalu bagaimana akhir kisah cinta Azura dengan Madesh? Ig : @virlianada19

– The planet [Earth] has entered the abnormal state [Apocalypse]. – You have failed in saving the Earth. The Authority, [Vintage Clock (EX)] rewinds the world’s time. For Yu Jitae, it was a message he had seen many times. It was tiresome. It would have been great had he died with everyone else. But he couldn’t, for his authorities that made him the strongest existence, brought him back in time whenever he died. And even with his strength, he couldn’t protect the broad earth against the maddened dragons. – The world’s time will soon begin. As the clock resumed ticking in the direction it should, his 7th iteration came to a start. Fortunately, he finally had the gist of it. NOTE: THIS IS NOT MY NOVEL. I AM POSTING THIS FOR MY COMFORT

Olivia had always been at a great disadvantage her whole life. From growing up in a home where she's barely loved to being sent off to pay off her father's debt to an Alpha King and to being severely maltreated by her mate. When she's close to giving up, Life throws a certain blue-eyed boy at her. He gives her sparks and makes her happy enough to continue bearing the pain. Olivia knew what it felt like to be truly loved by one person. Alpha Julian of the silver-crest pack finds his mate where and when he least expects it. When he goes undercover to investigate the violation of the spirits code She's the Luna of his worst enemy, Alpha Leo. He wasn't going to give up his only chance at experiencing true love because of a treaty, he does what he thinks is the best. He KIDNAPS HER.

Caïn, un Dieu Suprême vampire, remonte le temps pour échapper à une annihilation totale, pour se réveiller à une époque où il était lié par un pacte de sang matrimonial à trois belles sœurs vampires qui partagent son pouvoir et ralentissent sa progression. Pour retrouver sa force maximale et se venger des dieux qui lui ont tendu une embuscade, il doit échapper à ce lien. Il a échappé à une embuscade des dieux les plus puissants. S'échapper de trois épouses vampires devrait être facile. Mais que se passe-t-il si ses trois épouses peuvent entendre toutes ses pensées ? Peuvent-elles contenir cette créature Dieu Suprême ? Un Dieu Suprême comme lui peut-il échapper à cette histoire d'amour romantique ? AVERTISSEMENT : CECI EST UN ROMAN SANS SYSTÈME.

[COMPLETED!!!!] ***THIS NOVEL IS COMPLETE, I AM TAKING A BREAK AND WILL BE GOING BACK IN TO EDIT THE GRAMMAR AND CLOSE PLOT HOLES I MAY HAVE MISSED, THAT'S WHY IT'S NOT MARKED AS COMPLETE*** [MATURE CONTENT] Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. He was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me..

Do you ever wonder what your life will be like when you cross paths with your arch nemesis? Yes? Well buckle up, it’s a wild ride. Katarina Montenegro is what everyone would simply call spoiled. She was raised with a silver spoon in her mouth and a custom Tiffany’s diamond tiara on her head. She was referred to as The Spanish Princess by everyone who knew of her existence, and she revelled in the nickname. She was young, cunning, and powerful. There was nothing Katarina wanted that she didn’t have. On the other hand, Marco DiBiancci was known by everyone as The Emperor Lynx, due to his ability to see through deception as easily as he could breathe. Unlike Katarina, who lived a mainly pampered life, Marco was raised by a strict father who wanted him to be in the front lines of the job since he was fourteen years old. He had spent his years getting his hands dirty and washing them again. He was young, strong, and powerful. There was nothing Marco wanted that he didn’t take for himself. The common ground? They were both set to inherit their father’s thrones as King and Queen of their respective organised crime kingdoms. The problem? Marco wanted Katarina, or more importantly, he wanted what she was set to lay claim on. Even though the two had never met, Marco was determined to get his hands on her by all means necessary, and that’s how we’re here. This is how I, Katarina Montenegro, was kidnapped by the Italian mafia. [WARNING: highly foul language and mature themes]