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Esteria, the queen of the northern human kingdom, was finally getting married to the vampire prince of her dreams. What began as a treaty between their two kingdoms had blossomed into a courtship where she had truly fallen in love. Life was perfect until darkness cast its shadow over her happiness. Her beloved vampire betrayed her, delivering a fatal blow. With her last breath, she made a desperate deal with a Demon God.

"You will have to become my mate to gain the power to exact your revenge," he whispered in her ear, sending a shock through her dying body.

This Demon God was not only breathtakingly gorgeous and immensely powerful, but he was also dangerously seductive. Now, he was offering her a deal that promised both vengeance and peril.

Esteria’s mind was a storm of grief and fury. Could she handle the Demon God’s insatiable desires and the deadly power that came with their pact? Or would she be consumed by the chaotic demands of this new, dark world?

"I will kill both of them. I will draw their last breath with my sword and burn their bodies with my fury," she vowed, her determination as fierce as the hellfire she now wielded.

Moonlit Alliance

Esteria's heart thudded in her chest as she stared into El-Kharis's eyes, the intensity of his gaze pulling her in like a riptide. The room seemed to shrink, the space between them charged with a tension that made the air itself feel thick. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, the warmth of her recent shower doing little to combat the coolness radiating from him.

"You're back," she finally managed, her voice barely above a whisper.

El-Kharis tilted his head slightly, his enigmatic smile never wavering. "I never left, not really," he murmured, his voice a soft caress in the quiet of the room. He moved closer, his presence overwhelming, and Esteria felt the familiar, intoxicating pull that always accompanied his nearness.

Silent whispers