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He wanted to be accepted for who he was; a bastard. But the world was a cruel place for bastards, especially in the vampire realm of Eldoria. 

A vampire prince, born a bastard, was a disgrace not only to the royal family but the realm at large. And for that, Gabriel Sinclair grew up in harsh environs within the very castle his brother considered heaven. 

And as if being bastard was not enough wound to scar him and put him miles away from the throne, they made marry a human to seal the treaty between the two warring species. 

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Elena Thornhart always dreamt of venturing beyond the walls of Mysthaven. Since childhood, she had been confined in the castle of Mysthaven, safe from the vampire's reach. 

But not everything goes as planned. In an effort to save the nearly extinct human population, Andrian Thornhart, the human king and Elena's brother, offers her as the sacrificial lamb. 

Now Elena must navigate the treacherous Vampire court and royal family and protect her husband from his own kind. 

Little does she know her presence is set to unleash a side of Gabriel Sinclair that he never knew existed, a secret that might set the realm apart or unite it!

A Bastard's Allure

"I want to see my husband!" Elena complained to the strong guard who carried her as if she was weightless. He threw her a dissatisfied look before keeping his gaze straight ahead. To him, hers was just a bird's chatter; gibberish.

He opened the door and placed her on the same bed Gabriel had just picked her from before turning to leave.

"What are you going to do with my husband?" She asked the knight in motion. The last time she had seen Gabriel and Vathin, they were in handcuffs. But why was all this happening? She had a right to leave with her husband whenever she wanted. If Rian thought he'd control her, he was mistaken.

The door closed behind her without a reply, the cold and empty walls now closing in on her. This felt like a little cell, just a fancy one. It reminded her of the memories she had when she was just a little girl. Her eyes fell on the window, the image of her younger self contemplating on whether to jump or not crossing her mind.

Manipulated!