Duke Dallas
At day, he is the respectful, charming and simple Duke of Belmont. At night, he is a ruthless and deadly vampire, a threat to the society.
And, pretty but, naive Ember Hall, had managed to capture his heart. However, she was unaware of the doom that accompanied capturing the heart of the Duke Dallas. For all she knew, he was the charming, respectful Duke.
But, oh how was she so wrong!
He was the total opposite of everything he feigned to be.
Dallas is danger. He breathes danger. Speaks danger. Every word from his lips is a promise of danger.
And, when the weary sun retires into the depth of the sky at night, immediately replaced by the bright moon, Dallas eyes blares a daring red, his teeth grows it fangs and ruthlessly, he devours like a starving predator. And, he won't stop until he is soaked in blood.
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And, dead in the eyes, he looked at me.
“Yes, I'm the devil. I thirst for blood and no matter how much you run, I will always find you. You can't escape me, Ember. I'm yours, forever. Till death do us path.”
He whispered, brushing a kiss on my quivering lips.
Student_Faith · Fantasia
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