Charlotte P Lambert

In the frozen depths of Queen Eleanor's beleaguered kingdom Eldoria, ice shards glisten like broken dreams amidst the endless winter. Meanwhile, in Vampire Prince Vincent's domain, the ceaseless whirring of machines drowns out all hope. But an ancient prophecy, etched in blood and arcane runes, inexorably binds their fates together. 
As they each dare to dream of technological marvels that could thaw the endless night, a malevolent force stirs - an insidious enemy poised to devour all they cherish. Bitter rivalry must give way to uneasy alliance as Eleanor and Vincent are forced to unite against the encroaching peril.
Betrayals like viper's strikes lash out from the shadows they once called friends. In this crucible of fire and ice, the two leaders must face the demons that lurk in their own shattered souls. Will their bond transcend the boundaries of flesh and steel? Or will mistrust splinter the last vestige of light in their dying realms?
Vincent becomes insanely jealous when Eleanor turns twenty-one and does not accept his love proposal. He launches a relentless personal war against her and the palace because she can now rule Eldoria entirely on her own. He has lost his chance at expanding his principality. Eleanor is elated that she reached this milestone unmarried. She bravely defends herself and the palace against Vincent's attacks as he sends out monsterlike fighters to attack Eleanor's realm and coronation. 
Aided by her friend Shane, a genius engineer whose brilliance burns as fierce as his loyalty, Eleanor must summon a fierce ferocity to safeguard her people. 
Vincent has to face the fact that he may never unite the two kingdoms, though. Will Eleanor ever accept him as her partner? Can he beat Shane’s ingenuity and loyalty, ever?

The Ice Queen,  the Engineer and the Vampire Prince

The meeting place chosen for the Viscine delegation stood at the exact midpoint between Eldoria's fractured eastern boundary and what had once been disputed territory during the Northern Conflict. A pavilion had been hastily erected on a rise overlooking both kingdoms—Eldoria's shattered crystalline spires to the west, and Castle Viscine's dark silhouette to the east. 


Shane arrived with a small honor guard, his formal military attire replaced with the dignified robes of Eldoria's High General. Captain Lidia had insisted on twice the usual number of royal guards, her distrust of Princess Denise evident in every aspect of her preparations. The soldiers formed a protective perimeter around the pavilion, their crystalline armor catching the midday sun in brilliant flashes. 


"They approach," Lidia announced, her posture stiffening as she gazed eastward. 


Fractured Alliances