"I found my mate and I think she just rejected me so... yeah happy me," I responded. I tried to keep my voice neutral so that I could hide my pain but it was such a fail.

"Well if it makes you feel any better, I don't have a mate either brother," Damien responded. For someone who was human, that is before I turned him, he sure did lack empathy. "Does she not like your form?" He asked after realizing that he wasn't making me feel any better. I looked different. Yes that was true.  But not that much different. I know that that wasn't the reason why she rejected me if I can call it a rejection. My mate rejected me because I was of low status and income.

Damn it, I was mated to a gold digger.

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Dimitri is an original vampire. He is also soon to be king. As part of his pre-coronation duties he is to disguise himself and live among his soon-to-be subjects such as to understand them better. However he cannot get caught. If anyone recognizes that it is him then he has failed. So what happens when he bumps into his mate and she doesn't approve of him being of working class? 

Throw in a black, bold and beautiful African woman, a ton of family secrets and a supernatural war, then your recipe for disaster is good to go.

The Vampire's Chosen Mate

"Hey brother, are you ready?" Ellie asked me from outside my bedroom door. 


It had been a full week since the encounter with Seneca and well, my father's death. My dad and I had not really been the affectionate kind. Whereas my dad would hug Ellie and shower her with kiss, he and I would usually only nod or better yet stare at each other. We hardly ever used words or hugs. The last time I can ever recall being hugged by my dad was when I had just turned 10 years old. After that dad started training me and that meant he was only ever serious with me. But I knew he loved me. I just hope that he knew I loved him too. 


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