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Please Kieran, it's hard dealing with your loss but every night you come to my dream and give me false hope that you are coming back and when I wake up, you won't be there. I know that you are trying to comfort me but I would really appreciate it if you stop coming to my dreams, I want to heal Kieran. We will be having our son soon and I want to be here to look after him, to protect him. I know I will never get over you but I need to stop believing in non-existence miracles." 

Hearing all she had to say, Kieran only leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips, when he sat back up, he looked deep into her eyes, "did that feel like a dream, or perhaps this?" he elongated his fangs and leaned to her neck, sinking his fangs on his mark to renew and strengthen the bond. 


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After Prince Kieran’s death, Rylee is forced to flee with her friends to protect her unborn child, the key to the demon throne. But dark forces, including a vengeful masked figure and powerful witches, will stop at nothing to claim the throne by killing her. As Kieran struggles to remember who he is in the afterlife, Rylee’s life hangs in the balance. Sacrifices are made, and Rylee’s shocking death sparks a battle that threatens to destroy everything. Will Rylee and Kieran finally get their happy ending, or will destiny tear them apart forever?

Spoiler: Male lead dies in first volume 
Female lead dies in the second volume

Don’t You Want to Figure out how?


#reincarnation
#vampire
#demon
#werewolf
#human
#witches

Volume 1: Mated To The Dark Prince
Volume 2:Return and Revenge
Volume 3:Prince Ryan’s Story

My Fang-Tastic Mate

"I tried to wake up early but yet, here you are, the very first," a voice said as Ryan was training with the punching bag. He turned and saw Anita in her training gear walking up to him and he gifted her a smile.

"Let me guess, you have already had a run round the woods."

Grinning, he answered, "thrice."

"No fair," she groaned, "do you ever sleep?" she asked, walking over to the spear rack and picked up two, tossing one at him which he caught effortlessly.

"Let's have a spar, perhaps I stand a chance at winning now because you are obviously tired."

Ryan chuckled and twirled the spear in his hand before he beckoned her to come over which she did with force but he easily evaded her attack.

She tried again and again but never succeeded in landing a blow at him and he wasn't attacking, just defending. She turned to him, panting and wiping off the sweat on her face before attacking again.

Psychic