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The Charming Duke Is A Ruthless Vampire At Night

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. ~ 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 her quivering lips.

Author_Dunni · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
55 Chs

An Outsider At The Willow Creek

Ember blinked once. Twice. Throwing her gaze around the people in the room.

She was simply sitting in the living room of Dallas's mansion back in Belmont after a near-death experience - not precisely - a few minutes back.

She was embroiding with Maria, the laundry lady, when she had overheard an uproar outside the house.

Maria had been forced to attend to the noise outside however, when she recognized that the voice sounded like her brothers, she had stepped out, peeping through the thin space of the slightly opened living room, gazing down at the entrance.

Behold, they were her brothers. They had had a heated exchange when, shortly after, she felt urged to dart out.

Before she knew what she was doing, she had hailed a carriage and found her way to a weird town. The Willow Creek.

"Sharon, what is the meaning of this?"

Lydia gritted out furiously, throwing glares from Ember to Sharon.