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BLOOD LEGACIES

[Mature Content] [Volume 1: The Vortex & The Beast ~ Completed] Emma Adams's life takes a drastic turn when she stumbles upon a mysterious boy. From that moment onward, she finds herself haunted by hazel eyes and irresistibly drawn to a beast by nature. Emma begins to navigate this newfound world, where she discovers that the boundaries between reality and fantasy blur, leaving her to grapple with forces far beyond her understanding. What happens when the sweetest dream morphs into a nightmare? [Volume 2: The Dark Alpha & The Countess ~ Completed] Dace Devereaux possesses everything a leader could desire: power, strength, and unwavering loyalty from his Rogues. Yet, there is one burning desire that consumes him—the downfall of the Vampire society. His thirst for vengeance against his enemies knows no bounds, but the Vampire clan has proven elusive for decades. However, a glimmer of hope emerges—a tantalizing possibility for success. The key lies in the hands of the Countess of Vampires. What unfolds when a calculated ploy transforms into a captivating obsession? [Volume 3: The Legacies ~ Ongoing] It's been one year since the tragic events that transpired in Juneau. Emma is trying to piece her life together by making her dreams come true and attending college. Though enlightened by this big step in her life, her severed relationship with Dace still complicates things. The distance had drawn naturally for months, their mate bond weakened by Dace's lack of emotions. When the death of a student unleashes a series of events, Emma is caught between a destined encounter and secrets hidden in the walls of Juneau University. ~ COVER IS MINE

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My Heart Will Always Beat For You

I stir awake but I am too wimpy to move because strong arms were wrapped around me in a tight hold like steel. My body feels warm too with no amount of cold like I felt earlier. And it all makes my recent breakdown all a dream, but the sore feeling at my side told me that it wasn't. It was a vivid memory of what transpired when the panic got too much and I searched for comfort as I clawed at my own skin. I thought that was something I had overcome but it came back at such a cruel time. It only makes me feel more shitty about myself. I hated it when it got too far, too deep, and before I knew it I was marking my skin.

"I'm here," his voice said to my ear, soft and deep. But it sounds far away in my sense and I was too weak to register anything. I squeezed my eyes shut before forcing them open again, steam clouded around my vision, from the hot water we were both soaked in.