KYLE'S POV, "You are driving me crazy, girl, "I said as I took her earlobes in between my teeth and scraped them sexually, her moans filled my ear and I bite it harder as I recollected all I did just to get her to be mine, that is the price every human male makes to get to date a female werewolf. It is really crazy. Now, I am no longer a human. I am now an immortal who got his own power just like every werewolf. "Wait a little," she said as she shoved me into the bed. I slumped on the bed as I attempted to quell my emotion. She twerked her asses in a way that sent some sensation down my spine, I groaned and held my dick. Suddenly she turned her face to me and I smiled, she frowned. "Who are you?" she asked me in a cozy voice as she paced up and down like a giant warrior. "What do you mean?" I asked as my gaze swiveled around and I saw the mirror overlooking her back. Has she discovered the new me? I implored in my mind. Then my eyes flickered. I stood up in speed and strode to the window and looked up at the stars. "I am a Vampire!" I yelled. There were four werewolves kingdoms in the oasis of Credos and those kingdoms enclosed human beings. There were restrictions and regulations guiding the peaceful co-existence between the four kingdoms and the humans for many years without any bleach. Until a college boy turned into a Vampire. The boy was always treated badly by the humans, especially his stepmother. He returned back home without anyone observing that he had died, he started attempting to unravel who he had become, he uncovered his new abilities and researched them. Without the human's awareness, he snipped himself and dipped his blood into liquor at a party, thus turning those who taste out of the liquor into Vampires. He compelled an army of Vampires and perpetrated anything to avenge the werewolves. Will the werewolves condone this? When the vampire boy and the daughter of one of the Alphas were mates? And the same girl was assigned to coax him into their den. Will she decide on love or her people? And there existed a brave human, HUNTER, who when others were terrified, was called to challenge and annihilate the Vampires. Will he accomplish his goals with the help of his siblings, the werewolves and daughter who is the Vampire boy and Werewolf girl's classmate and the Vampire boy's secret crushes?
Kyle's pov
It's been exactly a week since that awful incident happened, but yet, I could neither talk of it nor had the memory left my head.
It was like, something punched the repeat button on my brain remote control so that only that ugly event played in my mind. It's not like I've had any pleasant events anyways. Or maybe I have... However, whatever good memory I had died alongside my parents seven years ago.
I was only ten when my parents had an automobile crash that took their life. At that time, Alpha Aloysius, the ruler of one of the four werewolf kingdoms that surrounded the human village, just had a son, and he had invited everybody to the celebration.
The peaceful coexistence that ensued between the humans and werewolves at that time was strict because of some restrictions, rules, and regulations that governed them all.
Everybody, including the inhabitants of the other three werewolf kingdoms and the humans too, was invited. However, despite how my mother, in particular, had coaxed me into going with them, I refused to go. And it is that simple refusal that probably kept me alive till today.
However, the event of seven days ago made me question the reason behind my existence. I was better off dead anyway. I should have gone with mama and papa to the Alpha's ceremony, the weakness in me thought. I should have died with them.
It was cold. I felt my pulse quickening, almost like I could hear the snapping and buckling of my bones. My mind was in disarray. A mirror of my past, I might add. Fragments of these memories came crashing down on my senses, and even in my sleep, I could hear distant noise, heartbeat, and footsteps that disturbed my rest.
*The sun had dropped and abandoned the sky, and the moon was crimson red, looking as though it sought blood. The night bird flew over, around, and about it as I continued to run wild inside the thick bush. The echoes of my chasers close on my heels. The air thickened around me as I tried to run quicker. They were behind me, hunting and chasing me like I was the plague. My leg caught up with a tree root which made me double over, and I fell headfirst right into the big tree standing in my front, and I passed out on the ground immediately.*
*The giant black creature hovering around the moon descended low, sailed over my head, and sat on my head. "Wake up!" I heard the voice whistling. "Arise!" it seemed like it commanded.*
The voice of the creature continued to ring in me until I jumped up from my bed; my eyes snapped open. I squinted my eyes when the brightness of the sun ray almost blinded me. I yawned and scratched my eyes. It was that dream again.
It has been seven days since the accident in the thick bush. And it has been seven days since I started having this weird dream -where I fell flat on the ground, and an uncanny creature came and bid me to stand up.
It wasn't just about the dream. It was the seventh day those weird feelings started. The one where I feel the presence of something around me when in fact, I was always alone. I sat up from my bed to adjust the old ragged blinds hanging on my window to minimize the light that came into my room, and that was when I saw it again.
A mimicry of the creatures from my dreams was standing on the oak tree, a few feet from my bedroom window, glaring away. But why does it seem like I could understand the sound coming from it? Although it didn't speak. I felt and heard him saying, it seemed.
The creature turned my way and looked right into my eyes, which might have seeped through my soul because as I looked right back into its eyes, what seemed to be more than just a recollection of my dreams clouded my mind.
The images were so uncanny and scary and mind wrecking too that I had to slap my eyelid shut to prevent myself from seeing more. My hands frantically shot to my ears to keep them from hearing more unnerving sounds that appeared to be coming out of the eyes of the creature... If that was even possible.
"The days of rebirth are complete. No longer a part but a whole. No longer a basic but a rare. The night calls for sharing of flesh and drinking of blood. If the moon goes thirsty, let it drink!" The creature spoke, and I heard it through my mind. But with a voice that sounded hoarse and rustic. Like an old man. And immediately, it disappeared.
What the hell? I thought and turned away from the window to the kitchen, feeling famished all of a sudden. Maybe the fall affected my brain somehow, which was why I was hallucinating, I thought.
My stomach grumped, and as I turned sideways, searching for some leftover food to eat, I caught sight of a slightly wounded rat eating from the grains on the ground. Immediately, my nose twitched in recognition of the alluring stench of blood, an act I noticed to have started for at least the last four days. My stomach groaned again in gratification.
And with desires as strong and wild as anything, I caught the rodent in one swift motion, and before I understood what I was doing, I tucked my teeth into its flesh and sucked its blood-devouring it like it's the best delicacy I've had in ages. And in truth, it was!
I jolted and reeled backward a bit when the realization of what I had done struck me, and with a pace, I never knew I had, I dashed to my bathroom and looked into the mirror to confirm my doubt, but for the life of me, I couldn't see my reflection at all.
"What the heck!" I shouted in alarm, then jumped backward. My leg hit the toilet seat at my back, and I fell, and immediately everything turned utterly black.
Meet Linda, a young widow whose billionaire husband died in a fire accident. He willed all of his properties to her before the accident, making her splendidly rich. After the death of her husband, she became sad and indifferent because he was the only person who cherished her - He took her from the street and got married to her. She didn't want to move on, but things deviated when another billionaire saw her, he fell in love with her and made advances towards her, but she turned him down. All Ethan wanted was for her to fall in love with him. He didn't want to coerce her, he just wanted her to love him without force. Although he has the money to buy her husband's company and properties. He didn't want to give up on her, he continued professing his love for her. But everything changed when both of them were kidnapped. What is going to happen when her love took hold of her? And her feelings for him superviseded her dead husband? What is going to happen when her husband whom she thought was dead, came back? Who is she going to choose: Ethan or her husband? Watch out in this battle of love and position!! Will love wins? The story is full of love, betrayal, secrets, hatred, crime, and more Love battle is the fight for the strong.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.