webnovel

Call Of The Dark

Driven by his need for revenge, Lazarus, the Lore’s most ruthless vampire, plots to seize the throne of Wilyra and rule it along with his betrothed, the fae goddess Maeve who thrives in a borrowed body. Lazarus has a perfect plan—until he finds Emmalyn, a young mortal who is the daughter of the rebel leader of blood vassals in his kingdom and an integral part of his plan. He captures the young girl to cast her soul out for Maeve. Emmalyn yearns for a better life to escape from her stepmother and an indifferent father. She never imagined that they would sell her to the royals to save her brother’s life. But there’s only one problem. Emmalyn tempts Lazarus beyond reason. As the time to cast her soul out draws closer, he must choose between his lust for the throne or his irresistible mortal. Will Lazarus succumb to lust for power and crown? Or will he risk it all to have a future with her? ___ This novel is a part of the series of Feral Confessions because of few common characters but is a standalone. Other books are: Feral Confessions: Adrianna and the Alpha, The Silver Crescent Alpha Prince, Ileus: The Dark Prince, Dark Hunger, The Alpha's Temptation Cover belongs to me. Cover artist: Michelle Lee

MishaK · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
201 Chs

Clash of Interest

Naomi chuckled. "Yes Lord Lazarus," she said, ignoring the pin drop silence around them. "I would love it if you marry Olya. We know that Maeve will be your queen." Her gaze slid to Emma who was now pale. Her mind was overwhelmed with so many emotions that she looked like she had stopped breathing. But Naomi was not affected. "But let Maeve be your queen, Olya will be your second wife." 

Emma snapped her gaze at Olya as the two of them stood there stunned. A flare of jealousy rose in her chest and Emma felt like she could kill Olya if she even thought of becoming Lazarus's wife. 

Cain scoffed. "Though I do wish that you don't marry Maeve!" He shook his head as his hatred for the goddess was all over him. He glanced at Gladys who had a bewildered expression on her face, but she groomed herself soon. She had picked up chicken wings and was biting slowly.