Lord Ragnar Kamazotz is a vampire and the first ever of his kind.
The beast in him only recognizes the tune of one lady…his Zeda. 
In his earliest years, she was the only person that could calm him down or get him close to sanity with the help of her instrument.

All that stopped when she was gruesomely murdered by the greedy members of the royal family. He slayed everyone involved but he was never himself again. 
He survived by relying on The Prophecy that promised her coming back.
Seven centuries later, he meets her again and his world is at peace until scenes from the ancient days rise up in this present one, threatening to kill her…again!

People called her his poison but he called her ‘his Antidote”.
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“I remember…I remember you now my love” Zelda said as more tears fell from her eyes as she looked at the man who had suffered through centuries seeking her return.
Kamaz was tongue tied…overwhelmed and his heart rate was faster than normal.
She remembers…

“I missed you so much Zeda” Kamaz said and Zeda lifted her hand to his face and he leaned into her small hand.
“I missed you badl..” Kamaz wanted to continue but the rest of his words were buried in Zeda’s mouth.
She had stood on her toes and slid her hands around his neck, dragging him to her level and placing her lips on his.
Kamaz was stunned but not for long…
He lifted her petite frame from her thighs and wrapped her around his waist for their heads to be at the same level and tears fell off their eyes as they kissed - pouring all of them into that soul uniting and heart joining kiss.
She moved herself impossibly closer to him, making him second guess his decision of taking things slowly with her.

“Quinzi toman,” Kamazotz groaned as their scents tangled.

The Vampire King's Only Antidote

Escort Krogen had gotten wind of a girl who was possessed and was healed by a lady who played the Pipa. He had brought it as a suggestion to Prince Toran but Prince Toran had not bought it. 


It didn't sound right that something physicians couldn't aid, the sound of a playing instrument would. 


Tema had overheard it, and she asked some guards to seek this person out, but no one knew where she had suddenly burrowed. 


Tema had no plans to get married to Kamaz, but her father had threatened her with the life of her sister, and she had no choice. 


She knew her father was very capable of carrying out his threat because he was no longer referring to her as his daughter but as an animal. 


The only reason her sister was still living was that she agreed to get married to someone who could decide not to speak to anyone for a year, who was known to kill his opponents without an ounce of mercy and almost severed himself from all kinds of life forms. 


I...I DO NOT LOVE YOU