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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
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201 Chs

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The horses neighed and reined back when the dragon craned its neck towards Emma. While Magnus took his horse a little back as Olya started shivering out of fear, Lazarus had to calm Titan to stay in place. With one hand he grabbed Emma's waist tightly as he controlled Titan.

The dragon's large triangular head came in front of Emma as its large arctic blue eyes stared at her. Emma was… mesmerized. With her breath lodged in her throat, she couldn't help but stare back in its beautiful blue eyes. After a moment of assessing the dragon, she whispered to Lazarus, "Can you put me down?" 

"No," he growled. His heart thundered in his chest. He watched the dragon warily. 

"Please," she requested, placing her palm over his forearm. 

Her touch soothed him a little. He gave a hard stare to the dragon. And just as he did that the dragon started to flare its massive wings with a snort. 

"Please Lazarus," she begged.