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She was a human despised by her family but was strongly desired by the vampire king. 
 Evelyn Starkins, a human born in a vampire family and was chosen to be the sacrificial lamb offered to the Vampires. Her fate took a new turn when the King realized she was the one he was seeking. He couldn't resist her.



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 "Do you think you can run away from me?" Eve heard his deep voice whisper in her ears which made her knees weaken.

 "I can if you let me," she said hoping he would free her.

 "And you think I will?" He brushed the tip of his nose lightly along the sides of her neck, causing her breath to hitch. He pulled away to stare at her flushed face.

 "Breathe my charm."

 "Breathe while you still can," he growled, his hot breath tickling her ears. "You tried to run away, and now you will get punished." He pressed his lips to her neck, leaving trails of fiery kisses along her skin.

 "I'm going to make you regret every step you took," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. "I'll punish you so hard that you'll beg.. but for more." His fingers grazed her skin, sending shivers down her spine as she fought to control her breathing.

 She knew she should be scared, but the way he was he took control of her body, the way his touch ignited a fire within her, made her shamelessly excited for his punishment..




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Note: cover is not mine

Bride of the Vampire King

When Eve bit her lower lip, her fangs pierced the skin and she winced, sucking reflexively on the wound. When the door opened, she turned to see Sebastian walk in. Subconsciously, she licked the blood from her lips, and his eyes narrowed.

"Are you...?" He began, walking up to her and gently drawing her lower lip down with his thumb to see the two punctures. He pressed on the wounds and she winced.

"Testing out your fangs?" He questioned.

"That... I accidentally grazed my tongue on them. The taste of blood... I wanted more and I... pricked myself," she replied, trying to explain.

"Is that why I'm so thirsty? Water isn't enough. Do I need blood?" She asked, and he nodded.

"You've only awakened your vampire side after so many years; you would certainly be thirsty for blood," He said. She pursed her lips; the thought of consuming blood, possibly from someone dead, was nauseating.

Butterfly feeling