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Bride of the Vampire King

She was a human despised by her family but was strongly desired by the vampire king. Evelyn Starkins, a human born in a vampire family and was chosen to be the sacrificial lamb offered to the Vampires. Her fate took a new turn when the King realized she was the one he was seeking. He couldn't resist her. ........... "Do you think you can run away from me?" Eve heard his deep voice whisper in her ears which made her knees weaken. "I can if you let me," she said hoping he would free her. "And you think I will?" He brushed the tip of his nose lightly along the sides of her neck, causing her breath to hitch. He pulled away to stare at her flushed face. "Breathe my charm." "Breathe while you still can," he growled, his hot breath tickling her ears. "You tried to run away, and now you will get punished." He pressed his lips to her neck, leaving trails of fiery kisses along her skin. "I'm going to make you regret every step you took," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. "I'll punish you so hard that you'll beg.. but for more." His fingers grazed her skin, sending shivers down her spine as she fought to control her breathing. She knew she should be scared, but the way he was he took control of her body, the way his touch ignited a fire within her, made her shamelessly excited for his punishment.. ....... Note: cover is not mine

Aee_sharh20 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
133 Chs

The fight begins!

Eve continued to run outside the castle without bothering to look back at where the rock had crashed, breaking off a large part of the tower. Silently, she hoped no one was on that floor who could have been hurt. The attack was too sudden, leaving them no time to prepare an escape for others, and the witches showed no signs of relenting in their destruction.

Her mind was a whirlwind until she finally made it outside, halting in her steps to take in the scene. It was as if she had stepped into the midst of a great battle. Clenching her left fist, blue flames enveloped her hand, and she held her sword in her right.

A morphed witch appeared before Eve, a three-armed creature with an extra limb protruding from her hunched back. Her wide mouth stretched to her ears in a grotesque smile, several jagged teeth missing.

"Yhare zhe one wif zha szoul," the witch hissed, her long tongue flicking with each word as she sniffed the air around Eve.