Starparticle

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING - Swearing and sexual scenes are apart of this novel!!!]

Al'Hazier was never as obedient as his older brothers had been. He got himself in trouble often, and did things he was explicitly told not to do - like drink things from the forbidden cabinet in the cellar looking to get a little drunk.

He had no idea he had taken a precious, forbidden potion that his father had actually been saving for himself at the right moment. When the king discovered his youngest son had taken the very nectar he coveted - he was so furious that he did the unthinkable: He cut up Al'Hazier's body with a silver knife, and divided up his body parts around their country.

For his head, though - King Varkys made sure that it was preserved in a crystal-lined silver box. A head that would never die. A head that lived in dark silence. A head in a sense - literally buried in the sand.

That was over 300 years ago. 

Going mad, and certain he would be surrounded in darkness forever until the earth finally exploded and disintegrated his corpse - Al'Hazier wasn't expecting to see the sunny seaside again, nor did he expect a group of beautiful women to be the first thing he had seen in decades.

After discovering his brother is up to no good, and how terrible the world has become, Azier finds his heart soften for his female companions, and hardened against Azrael, who has taken control over literally everything.

Once he finally reveals his secrets to the six sexy saviors, they help him grow his abilities as well as his knowledge for the new world...but it comes at a price. 

Find out what happens when one war front becomes two as Azier not only takes on the tyranny of his brother - but his actual self as well when things end up not even close to what he expected.

*Volume One Completed!!!*

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I Become The Supreme Vampire Lord

The ocean hadn't calmed him. It wasn't pretty, or serene or any of that shit.

It was bleak misery that reminded him how alone he was with Azrianna and Amyra back at home. What was worse, was that he swore he heard some mane in Yrsula's quarters earlier.

It wasn't his business...but he cared a lot about it regardless. He kicked himself daily for not being courageous enough to bring it up to her before - and for also getting distracted with other tasks as well.

The point was; he was far more lonely than he had been since he had been removed from that box. All the humans were below deck and asleep since they were useless without the moon, and he merely kept the thing afloat with his magic and nothing more.

He wished he could clear the air with Yrsula and explain his side of things, and how being frenzied worked - but she had avoided him so well that he hadn't even had the chance to mouth an apology to her, let alone have a sit down.

[Eye] Hate it H[ear]