SapphirePeter

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

After a heated moment- filled with low and high-pitched cadres of pain- there was a solid hit to the door. It was like someone was thrown against it. 


“Where is Julius? I thought he was supposed to be here by now?’’ Tema threw over her shoulder at Zelda. It was at this point Zelda realized that Julius had not returned from his venture earlier in the day. 


Her heart rate tripled as she thought of the things that could have happened to him. She could only hope that no evil had befallen him. 


One of the maids in the house- who has been responsible for catering to Zelda’s cravings and needs, looked down at her legs to see that she had lost bladder control. Her legs were shaking and she slumped to the floor. 


These people were inflicting pain and fear on people who had protected and taken care of her, even in the times when she was restless and almost unbearable and everything that was happening wasn't fair to them. 


BATTLE IN THE FORTRESS