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#COMEDY
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#BEAUTY
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#FACESLAPPING
#ALPHA

Fangless: The Alpha's Vampire Mate

“I'm on the hunt for someone special, someone who would howl at the full moon with me. And you, my dear, seem to check all the right boxes,” Thorin tried to seduce Riona with his mesmerizing gaze. “Not in this lifetime, not in any lifetime.” But Riona couldn’t stand the sight of that smug face. What did Thorin hope to gain from a fangless vampire who couldn’t even turn into a bat, anyway? There must be something seriously wrong with the brain of that infuriating Alpha werewolf. *** Since their parents died, Riona Kahler and her brother have been adopted by the King of Eira, who treats them more like overworked houseplants than a cherished family. As the only vampires in Eira without fangs, they're outcasts among their own kind, toothless and ridiculed. Riona's spirit remains unbroken until her brother falls ill due to the palace's cruelty. Determined to protect him, Riona vows to escape, but there's only one way to do that. Thorin Klein is one of the most famous Alpha werewolves, renowned not only for his charming looks but also for claiming the Alpha title at the tender age of thirteen. Despite his howling success, his mother’s powerful werewolf clan, the Klein, never acknowledged him because his father went rogue. Determined to prove his worth to the Klein clan, Thorin believes he has finally found a potential solution. Though Riona couldn’t stand being around Thorin for more than one second, Riona realizes that marriage is their only path to achieving their goals. It's a love story that bites and barks in all the right places. #werewolf #Alpha #vampire #fromslavetoqueen #enemiestolovers #strongFL #contractmarriage

merakifiction · Fantasy
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367 Chs
#MAGIC
#COMEDY
#REVENGE
#BEAUTY
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#FACESLAPPING
#ALPHA

Network of Enemies

Starving didn't just leave Florian weak—it left him mentally fried, too. With zero energy left, he was basically a buffet for the dark voice lurking in his head. 

Little by little, he could feel himself slipping away, morphing into this snarky, shadowy voice. It wasn't just in his head—he was becoming that voice.

He grew restless, unable to sleep, irritated by the smallest things. The echo of his own footsteps annoyed him. The faint draft slipping through the cracks in the window and door enraged him. Even his own inability to find peace fueled his growing fury.

It felt as though the dark voice had seized control of his body.

"I've taken your body? Don't kid yourself," the voice sneered, its venomous words curling in his mind. "You're not possessed—you're becoming me."

Florian knew something was terribly wrong. But admitting it, acknowledging this terrifying transformation, was more than he could bear. He was too afraid to face the truth.