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Fated To The Deranged Vampire KING ( BL)

{WARNING: R18, MATURE SCENES AHEAD ^^} [please this book is under construction](check out my other book, REBORN IN RUINS: Survival in an apocalypse) In a world where supernatural creatures are out from the shadows, humans are forced to live at the bottom of the food chain. The supernatural race, led by the powerful and ancient Vampire King who rules with an iron fist. Every continent is governed by a supernatural lord, either a vampire, werewolf, or demon, but all answer to the Vampire King. Nikolas, a young man with a traumatic past, is thrown into this dangerous world when he discovers he is the fated mate of the deranged Vampire King. The King, who has lived for centuries, is becoming more deranged, due to his failure to find his fated mate. As Nikolas is drawn into the Vampire King's dark world, he must confront his own demons and become who he is destined to be With the help of unexpected allies and people from his past Nikolas must escape the King's clutches and shatter the chains of fate that bind them together or will Nikolas fall for the deranged vampire king. A little slice from the story !! (Luca leans in, his voice taking on a low tone. "I heard rumors about the Vampire King. They say he's getting more and more deranged by the day." I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What kind of rumors?" "That he's locked himself away in his castle, surrounded by his loyal guards," Luca said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Some say he's lost his mind, while others claim he's plotting something big." I snorted. "I wouldn't put it past him. He's always been a heartless monster) *** please vote and send gifts******

saasxwrite · LGBT+
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Alexander lays beside Nikolas, his eyes never leaving the peaceful face that was illuminated by the evening sun streaming from the window.

Hours has ticked by but Alexander didn't sleep, his gaze were glued by the serenity that had settled over Nikolas.He watches as Nikolas' chest rise and fall with each gentle breath, the soft whisper of air escaping his lips.

Nikolas' features that once was tense with worry and pain is now relaxed, his eyelids fluttering occasionally as if chasing dreams.

Alexander's gaze traced ever part of Nikolas' face, committing every detail to his memory.

The soft curve of his jaw.The shape of his lips.

The gentle slope of his bottom nose.

Alexander knew Nikolas was hurting, the weight of Lord Raven's death was hanging heavy on his conscience,the pain and the guilt.

It would take a toll on Nikolas, but Alexander was determined to be there for him.To support him and To heal him.