RedBedSheets

Madeline Colter despises her country, Grandor, home to the most conservative and racist people to exist, the only country to reject people of other species while having a half-vampire prince. But when the prince comes of age and every woman in the country is forced to participate in a competition for the position of queen, Madeline is dragged into it. 

She expected to be failed immediately, not that she'd meet with the so-called feared prince and realize they may not be so different after all.

Alexei, known as the fearful war monger prince, feels little affection for anyone. Ostracised among nobility with his only protector now dead he has to pick a queen to ascend the throne. What he hadn't expected was to meet a girl that would make him realize how touch-starved he truly was. 


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I stared at the people below me, all their faces enamoured with awe as they beheld me. I was a commoner moments before, but here I sat- a crown atop my head.

I felt his fingers squeeze my hand and tried to stop my flinch. His red eyes boring into the side of my face. I knew he was grinning from ear to ear. I knew he had set all this up for me. Not to show me. But… to warn me.

Thousands of eyes leered at me and I knew what was to come would be much worse than what had already happened.

“Long Live the King and his Queen!” The chants began and I could feel a prickle in the corner of my eyes.

“Do not cry”.  His cold words were warmer than the finger that brushed my eyelid. My eye stilled and slid toward him. “This is all yours now. Just as much as it is mine. A country in the hands of those who hate it. Let’s ruin it all”. The fire burning in those eyes shook my core.

“Long… live the king” I said slowly and deliberately, watching his smile stretch further.

“Long live the queen”. 

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I looked at the massacre around us. There was blood everywhere… why didn't he care for that?

"Why do you want mine?" I asked curiously, face turning pink when he lifted his intoxicated eyes towards me and his face was flushed, lips panting. It sent a strange thrill through me to see a man of such power on his knees, practically begging.


"I want all of you. Everything" he laid a kiss on my skin, breathing in the scent.

Warning: slow- burn R18

The Monsters First Love

"You haven't seen Crystal around, have you?" I asked Anastasia after she was done complaining about her lover.


"Your cousin you mean? I think she went back inside just before you came in. I thought she called you?" Anastasia frowned.


"I should check up on her" I gladly stood up to go.


"Take care then. I wish you terrible luck for today's task".


"I wish the same to you" I gave an exaggerated bow and decided to rush off before she might begin complaining again. It was no wonder Connor looked so tired.


I hadn't expected a hand to pull me into a bush the moment I left. The same hand covered my mouth.


"Quiet now, you don't want to alarm anyone", a familiar voice whispered in my ear, dark and seductive.


"Jules?" I snapped my head towards him in a hurry.


His nose was barely an inch from mine. He was so close I breathed in the air he exhaled and… I looked down and realised that I was basically in his lap, his arm wrapped around my waist.


"Let go!" I pushed away from him and he really just let go and watched me fall butt first on the grass with a smirk. "Why- What are you doing here?" I glared at him.


"Is that how you greet a dear customer?" He tilted his head and gave an innocent smile. It he wasn't so handsome I would've slapped him. 


"Nobody is a customer until they give me money and all you've done is dug me a grave" I poked a finger at him in accusation.


"Oh? Is this about those rumours regarding the skilful tea making miss Colter. You've become quite a legend" he teased.


My face flushed at the stupid nickname.


"This is all your fault!" I felt my shoulder hunch.


"Let's not point fingers now" he laughed, not at all understanding.


He looked quite surprised for a moment and then recovering he said in that haughty voice.


"How cold… I thought we were friends".


"Give me the letter…" I held a hand out with an  unamused look on my face.


"Letter?" He grinned, leaning down closer to me. Even sitting down he was evidently taller and looked over me. The small fang poking out of his lip caught my attention along with the strange look in his eyes.


"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking"- my words cut off when I felt his hand suddenly touch my neck, "why-why are you?"


"Your vein… is throbbing" I flinched when his cold finger press my neck, and then his face lowered and became very very still.


His hot breath fanned my face in pants as he lowered his head towards my neck, fingers touching it in a way that made me feel warm. When I felt his breath lower to my neck did I understand.


"Are you going to drink my blood?" I asked with such calmness I scared myself.


"Drink your blood?" Red eyes looked up at me in confusion as in a daze and then like the cracking of glass his eyes snapped open and he pushed me away in shock. 


"Jules?" I called, noticing how his gaze looked slightly erratic as if he wasn't sure what was happening. I reached for his hand, grabbing it gently and squeezing it to calm him, "it's alright. It's okay. It's completely normal for you to want to drink it and I don't mind offering mine up if you need it".


He seemed to calm slowly, blinking as his eyes finally stopped moving around and he stood up.


"My apologies" his face was suddenly cold and unreadable, "I've shown you something unsightly".


He head off before I could even finish my words.


Chapter 16