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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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Her Father’s Reaction

Bel slowly opened her eyes to a familiar ceiling. She groaned and sat upright. Her head hurt, but that wasn't the only thing wrong. Her body felt a little heavy, and by the light coming from the window, it was clear a new day had begun.

"You're finally awake," a familiar voice said.

Bel jerked her head to the side to see Isaiah seated no more than three feet away. He yawned as their eyes met. He didn't look like he had gotten a wink of sleep.

"Isaiah!" she cried. "What are you doing here?"

"That's my line," he mumbled. "And I'm sure I'm not the only one who wants to know that, Princess. What were you thinking?" Bel shrank under his anger. Isaiah stood up from his seat. "I don't know what happened, and I'm doing my best to understand the situation, but how could you push yourself to such extremes?" He paused and sighed. "It's not my place to scold you. I'll let the Queen and King know you're awake, and I'll ask the servants to bring your meal. Please eat."