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**[Warning: Mature Content R18+ (COMPLETED) ]**
She is not a weak nor submissive type of woman. She is Dominant! A female alpha, the rarest of her kind, who could match up the strength of the most powerful creature, the Vampire King.

As the war between the two races continues, the Alpha Princess falls for the Vampire King. Their fated bond will be tested by their past and origins. Will the two be able to break the loop of revenge and hatred between their clans?

Bound by blood and revenge, can love set them free?
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"You. Are. Not. Going. Anywhere!" His scarlet eyes settled on her face, blazing in a raging fury.
 
"No way! You just want me for your revenge," she responded mockingly while meeting his intense gaze. "Just leave me alone!"

In a flash, he closed their gaps, pushing her down on the bed while trapping her in his arms. "I can't... because my kind of revenge means... Trapping you here…" he brought her hand into his chest, pointing to his heart. 

"and by enslaving you here… in my bed," his mouth moved over hers in a sensuous exploration, traveling down her throat to her neck. His hand was already caressing her soft flesh.

"I will get what I want by making you mine!" Before she could complain, a ripping sound was heard as he tore her clothes apart.
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Moon Lovers: Bound by Blood and Revenge

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His Mistress is His Ex-Wife

Marceline and Little Lowell walked over, watching the two men as they started cooking. She wanted to join them but Kira and Dylan told her to stay put.

In the end, Marceline focused her attention on Little Lowell.

The young hybrid boy hastily turned to look at Marceline. He was anticipating her next words as he gazed at her expectantly.

"I'm sorry for leaving you this afternoon. Are you okay? Are you upset with me?" Marceline asked him.

Little Lowell just shook his head and hugged Marceline on her waist. Marceline smiled faintly while stroking his head.

"You are such a sweet boy." Marceline was very fond of the hybrid boy.

Little Lowell wrote something in her palm since he couldn't talk. He only used his fingers and Marceline tried to decode it.

[ I'm not upset. I just got worried about you, Mama. ]

Little Lowell was communicating with Marceline through this action.

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