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~Bleeding Hearts~

[Mature Content] 1# To Love a Vampire. A marriage to cure a curse. An unwilling bride. When the first Prince of Vampires asks for her hand in marriage, Bel is repulsed by this and vehemently refuses. She always imagined her husband would be like her sister’s. A handsome man who shares similar interests with her. He doesn’t need to be royalty. All that matters is that they were in love. Davien got the handsome part down but unfortunately, nothing else. To top it all, he is a vampire. However, she won’t have minded his terrible traits if she loves him but she doesn’t, and neither does he love her. When her father says she has no option but to marry him, Bel vows to do everything in her power to make Davien hate her. If she can’t stop him from marrying her, she can at least make him end the marriage. She will be the worst bride ever. But what happens when Davien can handle her antics and shows nothing but love to her regardless of what she does? 2# To Want a Vampire A girl who won’t speak—or perhaps can’t—only shaking in terror but the scars on her body tell Stelian everything he needs to know about the horrors she’s endured. For Mallory, life has never been kind. Her mother’s death at age thirteen marked the start of her descent into further darkness. Two years later, her father would sell her to vampires, condemning her to unspeakable torment. After three grueling years, Mallory escapes, only to fall into the hands of vampires once again. But this time, she encounters someone different—someone without the red eyes she has come to loathe. Yet, when she learns that he too craves blood, just like those who shattered her body, spirit, and soul, Mallory must confront her deepest fears. Can she open herself to him, or will he become yet another nightmare in her endless cycle of suffering? (Volume 2 will start in January)

GinaStanley · ファンタジー
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Unwilling Bride

"Is that a stake?" he asked, his voice a mix of amusement and horror as he stared at the sharp object pointed directly at his face.

"Glad you can recognize it, and I'm not afraid to use it, so don't you dare touch me," Bel retorted.

Davien let out an exhausted sigh. "Did you make it yourself? It looks like terrible craftsmanship if you ask me."

"I don't care what you think. Get away. Back off!" She pushed the stake even closer, but Davien didn't flinch.

"You should put that away, you could hurt yourself," he murmured softly, his eyes locked on hers. The red glowered in the candlelight. 

"The only one getting hurt here is you," she said, her eyes filled with fiery conviction. 

"What exactly do you think you can do with that?" he asked, condescendingly.

"Why don't you make a move and find out?" she taunted.