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BLOOD LEGACIES

[Mature Content] [Volume 1: The Vortex & The Beast ~ Completed] Emma Adams's life takes a drastic turn when she stumbles upon a mysterious boy. From that moment onward, she finds herself haunted by hazel eyes and irresistibly drawn to a beast by nature. Emma begins to navigate this newfound world, where she discovers that the boundaries between reality and fantasy blur, leaving her to grapple with forces far beyond her understanding. What happens when the sweetest dream morphs into a nightmare? [Volume 2: The Dark Alpha & The Countess ~ Completed] Dace Devereaux possesses everything a leader could desire: power, strength, and unwavering loyalty from his Rogues. Yet, there is one burning desire that consumes him—the downfall of the Vampire society. His thirst for vengeance against his enemies knows no bounds, but the Vampire clan has proven elusive for decades. However, a glimmer of hope emerges—a tantalizing possibility for success. The key lies in the hands of the Countess of Vampires. What unfolds when a calculated ploy transforms into a captivating obsession? [Volume 3: The Legacies ~ Ongoing] It's been one year since the tragic events that transpired in Juneau. Emma is trying to piece her life together by making her dreams come true and attending college. Though enlightened by this big step in her life, her severed relationship with Dace still complicates things. The distance had drawn naturally for months, their mate bond weakened by Dace's lack of emotions. When the death of a student unleashes a series of events, Emma is caught between a destined encounter and secrets hidden in the walls of Juneau University. ~ COVER IS MINE

Dy_zamite · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
525 Chs

This Is Not a Game

"Okay," he said, and I stared at him nonplused. Just okay? Isn't he going to question me further? I should be relieved he didn't press the issue, but I found it hard. Dace is usually someone who doesn't let things go easily.

I'll just play along then... because I don't want to push it either. It's best if we're just in our heads. I need time and for Dace to believe nothing is going on.

I want him to feel I'm still mad at him, that's why I'm pulling away and acting like a brat. I'm still mad though.

My hand brushed against his lower abdomen, feeling the hardness of his muscles beneath my fingertips. I traced the ridges of his abs up his chest, letting each fingertip memorize every line of ink my eyes followed. His tattoos always amazed me they weren't like something you get at a regular tattoo shop, they were otherworldly and alluring. My hands always itched to trace them all the time.