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The vampire king's captive

He ground down on his molars when his eyes fell to her lips, looking thoroughly pissed for reasons she couldn't possibly fathom. "What are you doing to me?" "What do you mean?" She whispered, her eyes trained on his firm lips. She willed him to kiss her. Willed him so much that if she'd had her powers, he would already be kissing her this very moment. A merciless sorceress… Maria Hatzi, daughter of the ruthless tyrant, Ariti, was a sorceress known far and wide across realms. She was feared just as she was hated—with a passion. Immortals trembled at the mention of her name and warlocks dared not to cross her path. An unforgiving vampire… Bran Karras’ entire household has been wiped out by Maria, and his only sister has now been captured by her. Bran was a lot of things, but a forgiver wasn’t one of them and he had absolutely no intentions of letting Maria go away with what she did to his family. Fuelled by rage, Bran captures the powerful sorceress, holding her prisoner in his dungeon and torturing her to the brink of insanity. Over the course of events, unwanted attraction blossoms between the two and it takes no time for Bran’s feelings of hatred towards her to turn into something more. Something he had no business feeling for the woman that murdered his entire family. Amidst chaos, truths are told and revelations are made. Bran realizes that things with Maria weren’t as they seemed and he discovers that she might not be the villain he had painted her to be.

Anya Ivy · Urbain
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CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO

  MARIA

  "Another mate?"

  "Hell, I don't know," the other man sighed. "I've never heard of a person getting two mates. Have you?"

  "Just because it's never happened before doesn't mean it can't happen. You told me how you felt and only your mate can make you feel that way."

  "And what would you know about mating?" The other man turned the tables around. "Are you speaking from experience?"

  "No, common sense," the first man barked. "What did the oracle say when you asked her?"

  Man two sighed. "Three words; ask the sorceress."

  "Fucking Amelia." Man one grunted without heat in his words. "What are you going to do now?"

  "Damned if I know."

  "The oracle already told you what to do. You therefore have no other option but to do it."

  "I know, but—"

  "What's it like having powers?"

  A frown found its way to Maria's face. Powers?

  Where had that come from?