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The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride

"You are my salvation and an answer to my cursed eyes." ------ In a world of vampires, werewolves, and witches, a girl is born to be the bride of the vicious and bloodthirsty 300-year-old immortal Vampire Prince. The man who could never be enticed by any ethereal beauty till now suddenly has shown interest in a woman with a curse whom everyone abandoned. Alora Wilson, the eldest daughter of a high-noble human family, is born with the curse of an old powerful witch. It is the curse that burns the person into ashes if the person looks directly into her eyes. A curse that forces her to wear the blindfold since the moment she was born in this world. When the kids of her age enjoyed every small moment of their lives, she couldn't. No one loves to befriend her. Even her own father and siblings despise her. One day Magnus Lukeson, the Vampire Prince, enters her life– The man whom the entire kingdom is scared of. A man with only foes and no friends. A man who ventures his territory at night to take the fresh blood out of humans irrespective of the age or gender to quench his thirst. ~~~~~ The blindfold cascaded off Alora's eyes and her enchanted blue eyes met with Magnus' blood-red eyes. "You have enchanting eyes, Alora," Magnus pronounced. No one ever said that to her. But no one could look into her eyes either. Only Magnus was the exception. The reason was still unknown to her. "Shall we begin the night?" Magnus asked for her permission. "Will His Highness give me love?" Alora asked. She was desperate to be loved. The feeling she could never get from her family and only heard in the words. "And how am I supposed to provide love to you?" Magnus queried since he was curious to know her thoughts. "Holding hands, hugging each other, sleeping together, and sharing thoughts. Isn't that how you shower love?" Alora innocently asked. Magnus ended up smiling to hear her explanation of love. He leaned down and kissed her lips, causing her to shiver from that sudden feeling. "This is the way I shower love," Magnus pronounced, gazing into Alora's charming blue eyes. ~~~~~ This story has participated in WSA 2024. Your votes, comments and gifts will mean a lot to me. Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy

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To see my mother

Lillian, sensing her brother's displeasure, attempted to leave before he could confront her. However, Magnus intercepted her, seizing her throat.

"Ahh!" Lillian gasped, struggling to break free, clutching at his hand.

Norman and Elliot watched in a gape as Magnus revealed this side of himself, fearing they could be his next targets. If Magnus couldn't show mercy to his own sister, they realized, there was little hope for gentleness toward anyone else.

"Didn't I tell you not to force your nose in my matters? It seems you have a death wish, Dear Sister!" Magnus said with an intimidating gaze.

"Magnus!" Alora called his name out and rushed to them. She held his wrist, asking him to leave Lillian. "She's your sister. Let her go," she implored, managing to pull his hand away as Lillian struggled for air.

Witnessing her brother's callousness, Lillian was horrified. Her brother was insane. How could he be willing to harm his own sister?