Mystic_Fantasy73

A phoenix's blood is priceless. One taste transforms into a drug, a cure, and, unfortunately, an addiction that can unleash the ferocious and wild sides of even the purest being. 

The creatures of the night decimated half of the population of the phoenixes until the strongest declared war on them, which eventually led to a compromise and a sacrifice.

In a secluded life, Eleanor Dankworth grew up with a rebellious spirit. However, her peaceful existence ended when her entire family was brutally massacred in front of her on her eighteenth birthday. Just as she thought things couldn't get worse, her betrothed, arrived to claim her. 

Ares Mazitzis. His very presence could lead one to believe he was the devil. And despite his title as the emperor's illegitimate son, deceitful, malicious, and apathetic entities bow to him. Feared by his people and his family because of the darkness within him,  Ares main goal is to find and claim his betrothed, as she was nothing more than a sacrificial lamb.

What happens he finds warmth and love from the lamb?

What happens when all he wants to do is protect her from the looming darkness and himself?

A creature of the night and a phoenix of light... It is a love that shocked and perilously struck the world.

Betrothed To The Night

In the library, nestled beside the warm fireplace, Eleanor found herself delightfully entertained by Iris's company. The little vampire was a voracious bookworm, enthusiastically sharing her thoughts on the book she was reading, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Iris also generously shared her pastries with Eleanor, making the experience even more enjoyable.

As the time approached for her sword practice, Iris pouted, setting her book aside on the desk. "I have to go now."

Eleanor smiled, savoring the last bite of apple pie. "Good luck with your practice."

Iris rose from her chair, waving goodbye to Eleanor. "Thank you!" She then hurried out of the library, eager to begin her training.

Eleanor sighed, draining the crystal glass of water in one gulp. Her gaze drifted to the fireplace, her mind wandering back to Iris's enigmatic words about Ares's curse. The little vampire had revealed nothing more, leaving her curiosity about Ares on the high.

AN IGNITED HUNGER