Joyce_Mama_6073

“No matter what, never fall for the vampire king.”

  Kiara Whitman always knew her fate was twisted because she is the first hybrid, but things took a drastic turn when she was offered a contract marriage with the ruthless Valerian King. There was just one clause on the contract: 
"Falling for Adriel Valerian is equivalent to death.”


  But how could she follow such a clause? Her heart raced under his gaze, and when he spoke, her thoughts became foggy.

  It was clear as day that if the clause was meant to keep her alive, she wouldn’t survive.

   Unfortunately, Adriel, the vampire king, didn’t feel the same for her because he had his own plans for the hybrid princess; she was the key to everything he craved—his ultimate freedom from hell.

   He had sworn never to let himself fall for her because it would be messy; he had to be smart, vigilant, and stay in control.

  What will happen when Kiara finds out the real reason behind the contract marriage? Or when she discovers that she was just a tool for survival all along, just a possession to the vampire king and nothing less?

   Will she decide to leave for good or stay to find out her purpose? Or at least seduce the vampire king, if at all that’s possible.

Fangs And Fate

"You didn't tell me you were friends with Queen Erica. She's such a lovely lady." Aunt Lydia said.

"You are too kind." Erica laughed and took a sip of the tea. Her eyes roamed the tea house and landed on me.

"I received your letter. Thank you for the concern."

I took my seat and let out a feigned smile.She visited me unannounced and was gladly chatting with my aunt.I found it a bit strange.

"No,I should be thanking you." I said, placing my hand on hers. "You are a life saver,literally."

"Look at you two. Such a beautiful friendship." Aunt Lydia smiled. "You know you are the first proper friend Kiara has ever had?"

"Really? I thought you were good friends with Lilith." Erica asked.

I stiffened and removed my hand from hers.

Aunt Lydia cleared her throat and returned to stirring her tea.

Doomed Friendship