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The Vampire Prince's Pretend Bride

“Our fangs are meant to bite against each other. Our love is a threat to start a war. We are ill-fitted but we are fate bonded.” *** Blair Whitfield’s life should have been easy if she had only done what had been expected of her. Do her responsibility as an Alpha's daughter. Marry a strong wolf arranged for her. That was what was planned for her since young. However, for the first time in her life, she went against her kind. She refused to be a pawn in their power struggle. Escaping the grasp of her family, Blair realized that while she didn’t feel an attraction to her betrothed, she could feel the spark with someone that was not one of her kind. Instead, it was with the Vampire prince, Lucien Bardot, the wild card of vampire royalty. To say it was bizarre would be an understatement. It was downright chaos. Would their love survive with all the odds they have to face? Would it be their strength or their weakness? *** "Please don't stop," she said in a shallow, begging voice. "I won't," Lucien replied with his half-closed eyes. She could feel that he, too, was feeling the same euphoria and desire she felt.

gnaipafe · Fantasy
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50 Chs

BOND

Blair was running out of breath, overwhelmed with emotions while she kissed Lucien. She didn't know what to anticipate when she could feel Lucien's smooth hands sliding under her dress. It felt like she was having a good relaxing massage with his palms caressing her body.

The only difference was that it gave her some sensations and tickles, and her body seemed to react sensitively to his touch. Most of the time, she flinched when he hit on some of the delicate parts of her body.

Suddenly, Lucien's lips moved a bit away from her. She was worried. She thought he would stop, and she didn't want him to. It would devastate her. She couldn't imagine that she would long for it more, yet, Blair did.

Good thing that she was wrong.

Lucien wasn't stopping. Instead, he was aiming for another spot this time. However, it was not on her lips anymore. Lucien meticulously grabbed and bunched up her long hair with one hand as he aimed for her neck.