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Bride of the Vampire King

She was a human despised by her family but was strongly desired by the vampire king. Evelyn Starkins, a human born in a vampire family and was chosen to be the sacrificial lamb offered to the Vampires. Her fate took a new turn when the King realized she was the one he was seeking. He couldn't resist her. ........... "Do you think you can run away from me?" Eve heard his deep voice whisper in her ears which made her knees weaken. "I can if you let me," she said hoping he would free her. "And you think I will?" He brushed the tip of his nose lightly along the sides of her neck, causing her breath to hitch. He pulled away to stare at her flushed face. "Breathe my charm." "Breathe while you still can," he growled, his hot breath tickling her ears. "You tried to run away, and now you will get punished." He pressed his lips to her neck, leaving trails of fiery kisses along her skin. "I'm going to make you regret every step you took," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. "I'll punish you so hard that you'll beg.. but for more." His fingers grazed her skin, sending shivers down her spine as she fought to control her breathing. She knew she should be scared, but the way he was he took control of her body, the way his touch ignited a fire within her, made her shamelessly excited for his punishment.. ....... Note: cover is not mine

Aee_sharh20 · Fantasía
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Convincing the witch

When Eve returned to the dungeon at night, the witch had finished eating and was now leaning against the wall, her hands held up. She looked up from the ground when she heard the creak of the metal door opening and saw Eve walking inside. Her eyes locked onto Eve as she approached to unlock the chains binding her wrists. Dropping her hands, the witch quickly pressed a burning wound on her palm while casting a glance at the open cell door before looking back at the Queen.

"You're not worried that I'll escape?" The witch asked. Eve moved away from the door, leaned against the wall, and folded her arms.

"You can try," Eve lazily replied, looking at the witch who seemed reluctant to fly out the open door.

"What do you want?" The witch finally asked.

"What is your name?" Eve questioned back.

"Cecil."

"Where were you coming from?" Eve asked her.