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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
Not enough ratings
50 Chs

DYING

With a swooshing sound in the background, a half-empty glass and a bottle of whiskey were left on the table, wobbling for a moment before it settled back on its place.

Upstairs, a dash of air swished over Blair's ashen face. She looked up just in time to see the image of Lucien standing in front of her.

Despite her sudden visitor, she didn’t have the energy to play host. Blair grimaced, whining and groaning over the pang her foot was giving her. The veins on Blair's neck started appearing as she tried to hold her scream and fight over the pain.

Lucien felt a little discomposed but still displayed calmness as he moved over to check Blair's foot.

His eyes squinted, and he shook his head as he stood back and said, "It's not looking good. I thought you'd be fine and could heal yourself. Yet, these wounds seem to get worse every second." He looked at her with a questioning look.