The Vampire Luna
Vampires and werewolves have been at war for centuries. In an attempt to make peace, Alessandra, the vampire princess, is wed to the Alpha Emperor of the werewolves, Xavier. All her life, Alessandra has grown up learning that the werewolves are barbaric in nature, a far cry from the elegant vampires. What happens, though, when Alessandra realizes that this is far from the truth? Their relationship starts off rocky with misunderstandings about each other, but through time, a bond slowly builds as they encounter and overcome obstacles together as king and queen, alpha and luna, husband and wife! When a cult started by an ancient vampire attempts to sow discord between two kingdoms, can Alessandra and Xavier maintain peace between both races? Or will their kingdoms fall into war and ruin, dragging their budding love down with it? — [Excerpt] When the guards declared the groom's entrance, everyone's attention turned to the door. I felt a hammer on my chest. Here comes the barbarian, I thought. I was looking away, lowering my gaze. The man entered the wedding hall. I felt like my intestine would come out of my mouth. The sudden gulps of the guests were not going unnoticed in my ears. What caused the guests to respond like that? Was the man that hideous? I lost my zeal to look at him. With a heavy heart, I kept looking away until he stood in front of me. Slowly, I glanced at the man standing in front of me. My heart was pounding so hard that I felt like it would burst. I gasped. There was no way he was the alpha lord and the groom of tonight's wedding. The phenomenally handsome man from earlier was standing right in front of me. Up close, he was multiple times more attractive. Barbaric man? Who? He was radiating such royal energy that even the noblest vampires were intimidated when he entered. My husband-to-be.
Chapter 54 -- Agony
The next day when I woke up, Xavier was gone. But his side of the bed was still warm, assuring me that it was not a dream after all.
I blushed, recalling the memories of the night. I grabbed the blanket near my chest and inhaled deeply. The fruity smell was fabricated, yet I didn't fail to recognize it.
I was startled by a knock at the door. I had completely forgotten that I was naked under my blanket.
I assumed it was the maids who, as usual, came to serve breakfast.
''Come in," I said, yawning.
"Have you slept–" the man who entered my room had lost his words upon seeing me.
I was startled by the male voice. I looked up to meet the frozen Lord Cardis. That man had even forgotten how to move. Shortly, it hit me hard as I screamed, getting down under my blanket.
"Get lost, you pervert!" I yelled from under the blanket.