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

Eleanor kissed him back, struggling to keep up with his fiery pace. But his hunger, his fierceness, his intensity overwhelmed her, leaving her breathless and lightheaded.

His fingers trailed to her undergarment, stopping only when they reached her tender, wet petals. His touch ignited a fire within her, and her body trembled with goosebumps as he caressed and fondled her gently.

Ares smiled against her lips, reveling in the evidence of her arousal. When he pressed his thumb against her sensitive core, she moaned loudly, the sweet sound sending shivers through him. His desire surged, his member twitching with anticipation, and hell knew how far he wanted to go.

He claimed her mouth with a deep, devouring kiss, his tongue stroking hers possessively, taking complete control. His fingers ran his fingers to her stomach, hesitating for a moment before pressing them slowly and carefully against her heated bare skin, eliciting a hiss of pleasure from his lips.

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