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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

Ester could only panic, shaking Eve and breaking her from the effects of the spell. Eve snapped out of it and looked at the bowl on the table. The potion had turned into grey powder, and she smiled in relief. The magic had worked.

She moved away from the table while clutching her wrist. Feeling faint, she decided to return to her room. Leaving Ester to tidy the table, she staggered lightly to the door, her hand moving up to cover her mouth as she coughed.

Upon opening the door, she stepped into her room and leaned on the wall, coughing continuously. Her vampire side had awakened at the scent of her blood, and her jaw ached. Bringing her wrist to her mouth, she licked the blood and closed her eyes, focusing on returning to her human form.

Walking carefully to her bed, she slumped on it and breathed out, feeling drained. She looked at her wrist to see the cut healing slowly. Ester appeared in the room, holding the bowl with the powdered potion in her hand.

Meadow