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Call Of The Dark

Driven by his need for revenge, Lazarus, the Lore’s most ruthless vampire, plots to seize the throne of Wilyra and rule it along with his betrothed, the fae goddess Maeve who thrives in a borrowed body. Lazarus has a perfect plan—until he finds Emmalyn, a young mortal who is the daughter of the rebel leader of blood vassals in his kingdom and an integral part of his plan. He captures the young girl to cast her soul out for Maeve. Emmalyn yearns for a better life to escape from her stepmother and an indifferent father. She never imagined that they would sell her to the royals to save her brother’s life. But there’s only one problem. Emmalyn tempts Lazarus beyond reason. As the time to cast her soul out draws closer, he must choose between his lust for the throne or his irresistible mortal. Will Lazarus succumb to lust for power and crown? Or will he risk it all to have a future with her? ___ This novel is a part of the series of Feral Confessions because of few common characters but is a standalone. Other books are: Feral Confessions: Adrianna and the Alpha, The Silver Crescent Alpha Prince, Ileus: The Dark Prince, Dark Hunger, The Alpha's Temptation Cover belongs to me. Cover artist: Michelle Lee

MishaK · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
201 Chs

Stop Dreaming

Lazarus traced away from her room and Maeve let out a ragged breath. Without changing, she went to the bed and closed her eyes. She had sent orders to the rogues to find Emma and bring her back. She had asked them to instill fear in her to the extent that dared not think of running away. Maeve had given orders and used Lazarus's money to give to a rogue group. That group sent the information throughout their web. And only one group could find Emma. 

Lazarus had traced her to that cave and she felt a jolt of happiness seeing Emma's blood over there. But Lazarus had killed all the rogues. That was scary. She wished she knew the location of the cave.

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When Emma opened her eyes, she found herself in the bed with Lazarus. He was tracing his fingers up and down her body, his face focused on something so hard that it was like a stone. She could feel the electricity in that touch.