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The Charming Duke Is A Ruthless Vampire At Night

At day, he is the respectful, charming and simple Duke of Belmont. At night, he is a ruthless and deadly vampire, a threat to the society. And, pretty but, naive Ember Hall, had managed to capture his heart. However, she was unaware of the doom that accompanied capturing the heart of the Duke Dallas. For all she knew, he was the charming, respectful Duke. But, oh how was she so wrong! He was the total opposite of everything he feigned to be. Dallas is danger. He breathes danger. Speaks danger. Every word from his lips is a promise of danger. And, when the weary sun retires into the depth of the sky at night, immediately replaced by the bright moon, Dallas eyes blares a daring red, his teeth grows it fangs and ruthlessly, he devours like a starving predator. And, he won't stop until he is soaked in blood. ~ And, dead in the eyes, he looked at me. “Yes, I'm the devil. I thirst for blood and no matter how much you run, I will always find you. You can't escape me, Ember. I'm yours, forever. Till death do us path.” He whispered, brushing a kiss on her quivering lips.

Author_Dunni · Fantaisie
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55 Chs

The Witch Gene

Dallas had thrown Lydia into an attic in his home, chained her to a table, and ensured the room was properly locked before he continued on Sharon to begin with the procedure instructed by Eden.

He had wrapped Eden's body into a bag and watched her burn to ashes in his fireplace whilst he awaited the two hours to be up.

Two hours later, Sharon coughed back to consciousness.

Dallas needn't have to go over the details because she already suspected the damage Eden had caused the minute she regained her senses.

However, Dallas hadn't broken the news of her sister's death to her.

Dallas ushered Sharon to his attic, where he had Lydia locked, and they proceeded to fix the mess Eden had created.

Lydia smirked bitterly once she saw Sharon saunter into the attic.

"So, that bitch really had something that can bring you back? I've always known she couldn't be trusted."

Lydia had whispered to herself.