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I Become The Supreme Vampire Lord

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING - Swearing and sexual scenes are apart of this novel!!!] Al'Hazier was never as obedient as his older brothers had been. He got himself in trouble often, and did things he was explicitly told not to do - like drink things from the forbidden cabinet in the cellar looking to get a little drunk. He had no idea he had taken a precious, forbidden potion that his father had actually been saving for himself at the right moment. When the king discovered his youngest son had taken the very nectar he coveted - he was so furious that he did the unthinkable: He cut up Al'Hazier's body with a silver knife, and divided up his body parts around their country. For his head, though - King Varkys made sure that it was preserved in a crystal-lined silver box. A head that would never die. A head that lived in dark silence. A head in a sense - literally buried in the sand. That was over 300 years ago. Going mad, and certain he would be surrounded in darkness forever until the earth finally exploded and disintegrated his corpse - Al'Hazier wasn't expecting to see the sunny seaside again, nor did he expect a group of beautiful women to be the first thing he had seen in decades. After discovering his brother is up to no good, and how terrible the world has become, Azier finds his heart soft for his female companions, and hardened against Azrael, who has taken control over literally /everything/. Once he finally reveals his secrets to the six sexy saviors, they help him grow his abilities as well as his knowledge for the new world...but it comes at a price. Find out what happens when one war front becomes two as Azier not only takes on the tyranny of his brother - but his actual self as well when things end up not even close to what he expected. *Volume One Completed!!!* **Updated Daily** 50 Power stones = one extra chapter for that week. 1 Golden Ticket = two extra chapters that week. Gifts = four extra chapters for that week.

Starparticle · Fantasy
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269 Chs

A Make-up [Ass][eye]gnment... [18+]

Amyra's skin had some kind of positive charge to it that extinguished the anger that had once taken over him. Now, he felt relaxed and content with her kisses upon his flesh, and her tongue's long laps across his neck as she cleaned him with her mouth (and probably fed herself in the process).

"Shall I hunt you some more food, my sweet?" He offered as she finished the suckles she had planted upon his neck with sweet somethings.

"Mmmm, only after you complete your make up work..." she answered seductively as she continued to give him wave after wave of affection.

Yes, this was what he had needed to slay that mania. He needed the softness of a woman to combat the hatred that coursed from some unknown source in his soul. It didn't matter right now anyway. Right now, he had a woman to please and start to heal as well.