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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 · Fantasia
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258 Chs

Caged

Bel walked out of her room dressed for breakfast. She had woken up a little too early and had spent a few hours rolling in bed and never going back to sleep. 

She held back a yawn as the guards bowed to her. She walked past them and headed for the stairs, her destination was the dining room. 

She would have liked to sit this one out as she had done yesterday, but a guard had relayed her father's words, and he had given strict orders that she join them in the dining room. 

Should she decline, he would take it to mean she had no intention of eating for the rest of the day. Now he was threatening her with food? What lengths would these people not go to convince her she was in the wrong? 

How did the situation get so out of control and out of her hands? It was starting to look like her only option was to give in, and she hated it. Hated that she was put in such a tight spot, hated that her mind was starting to consider what if she married him.