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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 couldn't sleep last night. Though she was tired after attending the banquet, her mind was wide awake just thinking about Kira. She missed him so much.

She was still adapting to this new environment. She was now surrounded by supernatural creatures. Fortunately, Lyca was with her. She was the only human in that world.

Marceline had just finished showering when someone knocked on the door of her chamber.

"Who is that?" Marceline asked as she put her clothes on.

"It's me, Dylan… your brother!" Dylan's voice was so cheerful and lively.

"Come in," Marceline mumbled, giving him permission to enter.

The door was pushed open and Dylan emerged from it. He greeted Marceline with a gentle smile and hugged her.

"I'm so happy that my sister and my mate ate here!" Dylan couldn't contain his happiness.

Marceline could only shake her head. "You are acting like a child again, my brother." She giggled as she patted his head.

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