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Vampire King's Werewolf Bride

It's a story of a Vampire King and a Werewolf girl. Acera De Luca (Royal Darkness). He happened to be looking for a cure for his people, so they could walk under the sun and live their lives as normal people.  A prophecy was told centuries ago claiming that ‘One day a divine power in the form of a female will come in the aid of vampires. She will be the key to breaking the curse.’ But it turned out the girl was his soulmate! Sophie Clearwood never thought that her greatest desire would become her worst nightmare. She couldn’t help but regret not listening to her father’s words and ran away from her home. For what? In search of a person who she didn’t even know existed or not?  And when she found him, she couldn’t understand why The Moon made such a huge mistake by tying her with the man who was not just an enemy, but also had someone by his side and felt nothing for her. Running out of luck, how will Sophie survive in the castle filled with bloodthirsty monsters? Where everyone wanted her dead.  And how much longer Acera could deny the mate bond? Continue reading to find out!

Reet_Amber · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
139 Chs

Fuck! I Want More!

<Sophie POV>

Embarrassed, annoyed, ashamed, shocked, and confused to my core. That would be an understatement. 

I was sitting in the room reading a book one minute and next, I was all wet, standing under the shower with a naked and smoking hot vampire. 

I couldn't help but stare at his perfectly carved muscles and bite on my lower lips as a tornado of immoral thoughts swirled in my mind. I became so hot with just a thought. He didn't say a word, I could feel his gaze on me watching me like a hawk. 

While I was drooling all over his hard muscles. My hands twitched, I wanted to feel them. 

No way girl you shouldn't. I shook my head internally. 

I turned my back to him. Surely he was not shy of standing naked as the day he was born but I was. 

I heard him chuckling softly before I felt his chest pressed against my back. His hands pressed against the shower wall, caging me between his body and the glass.