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Love that Kills Loved one
I spent most of the day thinking about Ash and everything that had happened to him because of Morfran. My heart ached for Ash. All the more I wanted to know what he was forced to do each time he was summoned in front of the King.I had never met the current Vampire King, but I already hated him with every fiber of my being. I knew that I would do anything to help Ash defeat this sick bastard and his son. If my blood could make him stronger, then I would let him drink from me. I would do anything to save him from suffering. I promised myself that from that moment on, I was going to trust him and help him in any way I could. That also included doing my absolute best at the upcoming Blue Moon party. I was going to start by picking the most stunning dress...I was supposed to spend the afternoon shopping, but as it turned out, the security team decided that this event had to be thoroughly planned... and moved to the next day. Since Hunter was also engaged in planning all the security deta
Love that Kills Shadow of the past
I woke up restless and tensed. The vision I had in my sleep felt like entering someone's memories, as if someone had allowed me to see glimpses of their past. I wondered if it was real. It felt real. It was almost as if I traveled through space and time to witness the moment Estelle met Ash. Although, I couldn't say that I was comfortable watching the two of them... I wondered why I was forced to see it. Was it because I was curious about her before I fell asleep? Well, the problem was, now I had even more questions than I had before. I spent a lot of time in the shower, trying to wash off all the lingering anxieties, but it didn't help. Especially the way Ash looked in that vision at Estelle, which engraved itself in my mind and sent me wave after wave of sourness. Perhaps the reason why I felt this way was that when Ash noticed me, I foolishly assumed that he treated me special, that I was someone unique to him. Now I couldn't shake off the feeling that I could have been yet another
Love that Kills Stressed
Two days later, Ash was still away, handling something Calvel called "important matters." Calvel returned alone and immediately restarted my self-defense training. With him, Nicor, and Amanda in their full teacher modes, my preparations for the upcoming Blue Moon Ball in the King's castle became extremely intense. Nonetheless, whenever I had a moment to think, my mind returned to the matter of Ash and Estelle's relationship.Ash must have loved her. All the more, I wondered what made Estelle kill herself. The woman in my vision seemed strong and confident. I couldn't imagine someone like her breaking down and giving up on her life."Nala, you're not focused!" Calvel growled as I tried to punch the sandbag in front of me."I'm trying!" I swore. "It's just… I don't have the muscles to do that…"Calvel sighed and crossed his arms. "You don't need them. All you need is to know how to throw a punch and then do it using your inner force."I dropped my hands in frustration. "If there's a swi
Love that Kills The Blue Moon Ball
Ash's fiery gaze stayed on me the entire time we were in the car. He held my hand in his, his thumb constantly tracing lines across my palm. My whole body shivered, and I secretly wished we never made it to the castle. I wished that we had lost our way, lost our driver, and found ourselves somewhere alone.I bit my lip as another shudder pierced through me, heating everything within me. I didn't take my hand away. I didn't want him to stop whatever he was doing. God, I wanted him to never stop touching me."You're so beautiful," he whispered, and I all but moaned. I could see his gaze wandering down to my neck and then to my cleavage. I could see the tips of his fangs flashing in the faint moonlight, and I pressed my thighs together. "I will be very indecent when we get to the ball. Bear with me," he warned.I swallowed hard. I must have become the horniest woman on the planet since I thought I wouldn't mind him taking me in public. I craved him, and my desire grew by the second.The
Love that Kills Indecent
I shifted in Ash's embrace and faced him. Seconds after he made his bold statement, his expression showed nothing but absolute confidence. He daringly kept his eyes on Morfran while my heart hammered like it was going to burst out of my chest. I knew that it was all an act. It must have been, but still, hearing him say that his heart belonged to me made all the pesky butterflies jolt and bounce in my stomach."You cannot seriously talk about the archaic blood bond?" Prince Metis suddenly interjected, stepping forward. "This ancient stuff has not been witnessed in over a thousand years!"Ash smirked. "And yet, I can feel the bond when I'm with Nala. I can feel it with every fiber within me."Alvara walked in front of me, frowning as she locked her eyes on me. "What you feel is her blood, nothing more!" she snarled before raising her eyes to Ash. "What we had was real! How dare you reject it!"My hands fisted as I looked at her. I seriously wanted to punch her, but with all my luck, I w
Love that Kills Sacrifice
I felt as if time stopped... or that it was my heart that stopped beating. Alvara's lips stretched into a grim smile while her eyes widened in excitement. Metis's stare was fixed on me, his tongue disgustingly tracing the edges of his fangs.Ash's eyes blazed, and he straightened in his seat. "King Morfran, you cannot be serious about this." His voice trembled in barely containable rage."Oh, I am deadly serious." Morfran's eyes zeroed in on me. "If she wants to raise her social status, she must be prepared to pay the price. Fortunately, I find her quite"—he inhaled through his nose, sniffing my scent—"valuable."I looked at my hand with a still-rouging bite mark and then at the King and Ash. Perhaps giving the King a few drops of my blood couldn't hurt me... beyond the level I could bear, but he didn't mention how much of my blood he would drink...Ash leaned forward, shifting to the edge of his seat. "My King, please be reasonable. I am weakened, and you are the most powerful vampir
Love that Kills Save him
"Calvel! Calvel stop! We have to do something!" I struggled as he dragged me through the corridor. "They're going to kill him!"Calvel pulled me to a halt and pushed me against the wall. "What do you expect me to do?! Fight the entire royal army?! Ash knew the risks! He's been through it before!"I shook my head, tears streaming down my cheeks. "He offered double the amount of his blood, and Morfran himself said that it will probably kill Ash... Especially since he is going to inject him with silver after they take his blood."Calvel growled out a curse and dragged his fingers through his hair. I looked at him as he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. "Nala, there's nothing we can do," he strained."B-but he will suffer!" I cried out. "What if he—" I stopped myself before I could finish."Nala..." Calvel grabbed my shoulders and lowered his head to level his eyes with mine. "We need to hope that he didn't overestimate his strength. He also drank from you not long ago. I only hope t
Love that Kills His Cure
Ash's eyes flared as he lifted his head from the pillow. His nostrils widened as the drops of my blood slowly flew from the cut on my hand. I lied about not being scared—I was terrified because I knew that I would not stop him no matter how much of my blood he wanted to drink. I knew that he needed it to heal.His fangs flashed and grazed my flesh as I lowered my hand. I braced myself, knowing that this time his bite could be different. This time his instincts would lead him, and they would tell him to do what he should do to recover. He neither would be gentle nor care about me. I knew that. I accepted that."Nala," he rasped before licking the blood from the cut. His whole body shuddered, the chains on his arms and chest rattling. The way he lay there, resembling a wild animal with nothing but a pair of sweatpants on, tightened my chest. I closed my eyes, and then I felt it. His fangs pierced my skin, sinking deeply into my flesh. A shuddered breath escaped me as the pain radiated t
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Love that Kills Heartbeat
NALA A week later Happiness. I think that was what I felt. Bliss and happiness. I woke up naked in our bed. Ash was lying behind me, his naked chest pressed against my back. One of his arms served as my pillow, while the other casually rested on my waist. I would never get tired of waking up like that. I could feel his cool breath brushing the crook of my neck, and a shiver traveled down to my lady parts. "Is my Queen getting aroused?" Ash purred into my ear, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan. "I'm not your Queen yet," I told him, pretending that his voice didn't increase the humidity between my thighs. "You have a crown on your lovely head in my eyes already," he said, kissing my neck. "I think I'm hungry." His arms wrapped around me, pulling me close and melting my body with his. His teeth grazed my skin as I shuddered in anticipation. "How does it feel?" I asked him all but breathlessly. He chuckled and nibbled on my earlobe. "How does what feel?" "Drinking blood," I said.
Love that Kills The Fate
NALA"Wake up, angel. Please, wake up." Ash's voice slowly pulled me out of unconsciousness. I opened my eyes and saw his worried face brighten up with a smile. He held my head on his lap and stroked my hair, and the relief I felt when I saw him made my whole body shudder in sweet relief.Tears gathered in my eyes. "Ash," I murmured, my voice cracking. "You're here… This isn't a dream."He shook his head and chuckled. "Of course I'm here. I had to save you." He leaned down and kissed my forehead.As I retrieved my awareness, anxiety flooded me. "W-where is Drystan?" I stuttered, looking around.Ash pointed at the fountain, and the stone soaked in blood. "He is gone," he said, but I heard restlessness in his tone. Then I felt the ground shaking and small stones dropping from the ceiling.I swallowed and looked into Ash's eyes. "What's going on?"He stroked my hair and took a deep breath. "I need to get you out of here. Calvel should be close to the temple." Before I could say anything,
Love that Kills To Death
ASHWe found the temple, but it wasn't the map that brought me here; it was her. I could sense Nala from miles away as we moved through the wasteland. I ran ahead, leaving the map to Calvel and the rest while I rushed to the temple of Belial. I was the fastest, and I needed to be there as soon as I could. I had to stop this—stop Drystan and stop the apocalypse.I burst the door open, and my eyes instantly found her. Nala was lying by the stone fountain in the center of the hall. Her entire neck and most of her angelic face were covered with blood. The wounds on her neck were fresh and still bleeding. That cunt, whom I used to call my brother, fed from her. He caused her unimaginable pain…My blood turned into molten lava. Fury stormed inside me, ready to erupt. My claws were out and prepared to rip the flesh of those who harmed her. I saw tears falling down her pale cheeks, blending into the streams of her blood. "Ash," she murmured, her voice barely audible, but I could still hear he
Love that Kills The Curse
NALA I begged Drystan to stop, but he didn't. Then I begged him to kill me, but he only chuckled through his teeth as he sucked my blood. Finally, I embraced the sweet darkness around me. Losing awareness was my bitter reward for getting through another night of torture. I drifted through nothingness until the vague sounds reached my ears. I floated toward them, toward the soft light that suddenly opened in front of me. I saw spiral stairs carved in stone. Someone ran up. I couldn't see the face. I could only hear the clanking of the heels hurriedly hitting the stone steps. I followed that person and quickly found myself in a castle tower. The one whom I followed stopped by the window and untied the strap of a black cloak. As the heavy cloth fell down, it revealed a familiar, black-haired woman—Estelle. She wore a white cotton dress covered with blood stains. Her black hair was untied and tousled, and her slender hands and face were dirtied by bloody mud. She looked at her trembling
Love that Kills My Light
ASHIt had been two days since I had been losing my mind. How could I make such a foolish mistake?! How could I not predict that one of our allies might have been followed?! Drystan and Baltazar killed one of the groups that wanted to side with us. They tracked them, murdered the entire pack, and forced their Alpha to give them our location before they ripped his heart out.Drystan knew that he would never defeat us in our territory, but what he had planned wasn't a surprise, full-on attack. He only wanted Nala. I didn't know why at first, but then I learned about the ancient ritual that could give the demon's spirit enough strength for him to be reborn. The strength he needed was in Nala's blood. Now, for two days, I sensed her agony and couldn't do a fucking thing about it."Did you find that old fox?" I asked Calvel as soon as he entered the meeting room.The grim look on his face couldn't mean anything good. "I found that fucker, Jarrod, in two pieces. Someone decapitated him—a cl
Love that Kills Making a Choice
When I regained consciousness, my whole body rattled from the piercing cold. Drystan wasn't lying. Whatever he did when he bit me filled me with raw fire, burning my insides to ashes. Once the pain pushed me to madness, I wished for death. I thought I had died when the relief finally flooded my senses. But I was still alive, and as the scorching flames left me, the slightest breath of wind sent icy needles to prickle my skin.The shackles were still on my wrists, and the heavy chains restrained my movement. The skin around the cuffs was torn and constantly bleeding. I couldn't stand up or even lift my head. I wish I could say that I survived the previous night, but I couldn't even call it surviving. Drystan let me breathe only to finish this three-day ritual.The realization filled me with a new wave of pain… I should die. Not because it was remarkable that I was still in the world of the living, but because only my death could stop the apocalypse. Without my blood, Belial would not b
Love that Kills Pain
I opened my eyes and winced from the pain. Every part of my body hurt, and the fact that I was lying on the cold stone ground wearing nothing but a partially torn nightgown made the pain more vivid and overwhelming. My hands were shackled in chains so heavy that I barely mustered the strength to lift them. The chain was bolted to a large stone at the foot of some kind of sculpture. Struggling, I rose to a sitting position and focused my eyes on my dimly lit surroundings. The place where I was, resembled ruins. I could see broken columns and crushed rocks lying around a spacious, round hall with a dome-shaped ceiling.I turned around and took a close look at the sculpture next to me. It was at least seven feet tall and resembled a terrifying man-like creature with massive horns on its head. His huge arms were armed with stone-shaped claws, while his feet melted into the center of the podium. The stone where my chain was bolted was part of a ring, placed within a three-foot radius of th
Love that Kills Our Bond
I stared at the mesmerizing mark on my neck and couldn't help the grin that curled up my lips. I brushed it with my fingertips, and it seemed to faint under my touch and then reappear once I took my hand away. "Do you like it?" I heard Ash's voice coming from behind me. It didn't startle me as much as before. This time, I could feel his presence seconds before he spoke. I turned around to face him. "Your mark looks beautiful," I said. He chuckled and touched the spot on my neck. "Actually, it's not mine, but ours. It represents our union." Then he leaned down and kissed it, sending a wave of pleasure down my body. "Don't do that," I breathed. "Do what?" he teased. "This?" He traced the mark with the tip of his tongue. I moaned, fisting the collar of his half-unbuttoned shirt. Then I forced him to face me. "You are not playing fair," I told him, frowning. "This mark is… extremely sensitive." He grinned. "I know. As a matter of fact, from now on, I will know your feelings. I will
Love that Kills Weapon
A few hours later, I was sitting in my chamber and combing my shower-damp hair in front of the mirror. Was I truly the only one able to stop Belial? But how was I supposed to do that? Should I attack the Drystan-Belial duo the way I attacked everyone in the auditorium? But the last time I used that power, it drained me, and even now, I didn't fully regain my strength. Perhaps I should concentrate the stream of power on Drystan and Belial without dispersing it, but what if that still was not enough? What then? As a descendant of an Archangel, I could only possess a mere percentage of his power. Could I truly be a match for the true fallen, even in his weak, spiritual form? I groaned in frustration, tossing my hairbrush on the table."You are worrying too much. It's overwhelming, isn't it?" Ash suddenly appeared in my mirror, and I almost screamed."Don't do that!" I frowned at him. "Make a sound at least!"He chuckled and stepped closer, taking a few strands of my hair between his fing
