Mated To Valentine

Mated To Valentine

last updateLast Updated : 2025-01-30
By:   Annabelle Writes  Ongoing
Language: English
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North Harper, a brilliant yet unassuming third-year college student, finds solace in her books and late-night visits to her mother’s grave, escaping the torment of bullies who call her “turtle girl.” One night, she encounters Valentine, a mysterious Vampire Prince. Their connection deepens, but her life takes a dark turn when a rogue vampire attacks her on campus. To save her, Valentine turns her into a vampire, unknowingly creating a rare hybrid. North awakens with enhanced abilities and newfound confidence, but her unstable powers and hybrid nature put her in danger. Valentine becomes her guide, helping her navigate her new existence, but their growing bond defies ancient vampire laws. As the Vampire Council deems her a threat, a human faction called The Ascendants, an underground organisation bent on taking out Vampires, target her, seeking to use her blood to create superhuman soldiers. Amid rising tensions, The Ascendants infiltrate her college and attempt to abduct her. Forced to confront her dual identity, North must embrace her hybrid powers to protect herself and those she loves. In a climactic battle, North destroys the Ascendants' leader and their serum, saving both vampires and humans. Gravely injured, Valentine’s fate compels her to make a choice: she asks him to transform her into a full-blooded vampire to secure her place in his world. Though the Vampire Council allows her to live, they keep her existence under strict watch, marking the beginning of her journey as a powerful anomaly in both worlds.

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Chapter 1: North's POV

“Do the dead speak?”The question cuts through the silence like a knife, sharp and deliberate. I freeze mid-sentence, my fingers clutching the grass beneath me as I look up.And there he is.Perched atop my mother’s gravestone, cross-legged in that yoga pose like he owns the place, with a smirk curling his perfect lips. His blonde hair gleams in the moonlight, strands catching the silvery glow like some divine spotlight has chosen him. But it’s his eyes that root me in place...golden, luminous, and otherworldly. They’re not just reflecting the moonlight; they’re glowing, as if lit by something deep and eternal.My throat tightens.A thousand and one things pass through my head. I could run...I could scream at the top of my lungs so the graveyard keeper would hear me... but no.A strangled noise escapes me instead, somewhere between a gasp and a whimper. My heart pounds in my ears, drowning out the nocturnal whispers of the cemetery.“Well?” he asks, tilting his head slightly, the sm...

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20 Chapters
Chapter 1: North's POV
“Do the dead speak?”The question cuts through the silence like a knife, sharp and deliberate. I freeze mid-sentence, my fingers clutching the grass beneath me as I look up.And there he is.Perched atop my mother’s gravestone, cross-legged in that yoga pose like he owns the place, with a smirk curling his perfect lips. His blonde hair gleams in the moonlight, strands catching the silvery glow like some divine spotlight has chosen him. But it’s his eyes that root me in place...golden, luminous, and otherworldly. They’re not just reflecting the moonlight; they’re glowing, as if lit by something deep and eternal.My throat tightens.A thousand and one things pass through my head. I could run...I could scream at the top of my lungs so the graveyard keeper would hear me... but no.A strangled noise escapes me instead, somewhere between a gasp and a whimper. My heart pounds in my ears, drowning out the nocturnal whispers of the cemetery.“Well?” he asks, tilting his head slightly, the sm
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Chapter 2:
The morning sunlight creeps through the cracks in the blinds, dragging me reluctantly out of sleep. I groan and bury my face deeper into my pillow, but it’s no use. There’s a loud knock on my door, followed by my roommate’s voice cutting through the silence.“North! Get up! You’re gonna be late, and I’m not covering for you again!”I groan louder, hoping she’ll take pity and leave me alone.Instead, Ellie bursts into my room, a whirlwind of energy in her pajama shorts and oversized band tee. She’s holding a steaming mug of coffee, which she promptly sets on my nightstand.“Good morning, sunshine,” she says cheerfully. “Or should I say, good almost-afternoon?”I peel an eye open to glare at her. “You’re way too chipper for this early.”“It’s literally 9 a.m.,” she counters, yanking the covers off me. “What’s your excuse this time? Up late reading smutty romance novels again?”“No,” I mumble, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. The events of last night flash through my mind—the graveyard,
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Chapter 3:
The streets are quiet as I speed walk home, but the silence doesn’t comfort me. It presses against me, thick and suffocating, amplifying the echo of my thoughts.What is Valentine? My mind plays through the possibilities, none of them comforting. A ghost? A trick of my imagination? Or worse… something real, something I can’t even comprehend.The feel of his cold hands on my neck...he must definitely be a ghost. And he said he's a dead man. I saw the gravestone...that sums up.But then again, ghosts aren't real. I guess he's proof?My breath comes quicker as I approach the apartment. Every shadow feels alive, every sound louder, but yet, dull. When I finally reach the door, my hands are shaking so badly I fumble with the keys twice before I manage to unlock it.The moment I step inside, Ellie’s voice cuts through the air, almost giving me a fright. “You’re late. Where the hell have you been?”She’s sitting casually on the couch, a half-eaten bag of chips beside her. Her hair is up in
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Chapter 4:
I feel my body slam against the ground, cold and unyielding, but the pain feels distant, like I’m trapped in a fog. I can’t move, but I’m still here, barely. The world around me is dark, and the only sound is the faint rustle of the wind and a distant growl.Then I hear it.“Snowflake… You have to wake up.”The voice is familiar, achingly so. My mother.“Mom?” I croak, though I don’t know if I’m speaking or just thinking it.“You have to wake up, snowflake. Now!” Her voice is urgent, tugging at me like invisible hands trying to pull me back from wherever I am.But something else pulls me deeper. A sharp, piercing pain at my neck again—teeth sinking into me. It’s different this time, harsher, as if draining what little life I have left.I’m slipping further into the abyss when something cold and thick touches my lips. A drop at first, then more.Instinct takes over. I grab what feels like a wrist, and the moment my fingers wrap around it, I press it closer. The liquid is… electric, i
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Chapter 5:
Footsteps.At first, they’re faint, but as my senses sharpen, I realize they’re coming from above me. A slow, steady rhythm, like someone pacing back and forth. My eyes remain closed, but I focus on the sound, honing in on every detail—the weight of the steps, the soft patter on marble ground.Then I notice something else. My throat. It’s unbearably dry, like I’ve swallowed sandpaper. My fingers twitch, and I feel softness beneath me. A bed. It’s too soft to be mine.A groan escapes my lips, and I hear a sudden movement. Someone shifts, the scrape of a chair against the floor. My eyes flutter open, and I’m staring at a ceiling that seems impossibly high.This isn’t my room.The air smells of cinnamon, warm and sweet. My room smells like lavender, a comforting scent I’d picked out myself.I sit up. Or rather, my body moves faster than my brain can process, the motion a blur. One second I’m lying down, the next I’m upright. The disorientation makes me freeze.“What the hell?” I mutte
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Chapter 6:
"No, no, no, no!" The man is terrified and something in me begs to stop, but there's a burn in my throat that needs to be sated.His hands drop from the mower and he makes to run, but I'm behind him in a flash and I grab him by the shoulder.“Please!” he yells, his voice cracking. “Help! Someone, please help!”Saliva drops from my mouth on to his neck, and I can see his veins pulsating.Just a sip, I tell myself. Just a little sip.The other staff nearby drop their tools. They freeze, staring, but none of them step forward. They're scared, I realise. I should be too, but I'm too far gone to even think.My grip tightens, and the burn in my chest intensifies. I can’t focus on anything else. I open my mouth, ready to sink my teeth into his neck—A hand clamps down on my shoulder, hard, and I’m yanked backward with so much force that I slam into the ground. The gardener stumbles away, running like his life depends on it. It probably does.I blink, dazed, expecting Valentine’s cold stare
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Chapter 7:
I step out of the car, one foot touching the cracked pavement outside my apartment complex, when Achilles finally speaks for the first time since we left the estate. His voice slices through the silence, low and deliberate.“You’re not going to be here for long.”The words pull me back into the car, even though my body is already halfway out. I grip the door handle and look at him, confusion etched across my face. “What do you mean by that?”He shrugs, leaning back slightly in his seat as though he just made an offhand comment about the weather. “There’s been nothing like you.""What does that even mean?" I press, stepping fully out of the car now, one hand gripping the edge of the door.But he doesn't answer. He simply smiles, and annoying cryptic smile, and pulls away, the sleek black car disappearing down the street before I can demand anything further.I stare after him for a moment, his words swirling in my mind. “There’s been nothing like you.”What does that even mean? Is it so
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Chapter 8:
My eyes snap open, and I immediately regret it. I’m lying on the floor. My back aches, my neck feels like it’s been twisted in five different directions, and my legs are all pins and needles. I don’t even remember falling asleep.It’s dark now. How long have I been out? I groan as I push myself up, stretching out the stiffness in my limbs. The discomfort that came with sleeping on the ground suddenly disappears, and I'm left feeling brand new.Soft breeze hits my face, and I notice my window is still wide open from two nights ago.Dragging my feet, I head over to close it, but I pause when something catches my attention. Across the street, sitting on the curb with his legs casually stretched out, is a man.No. Not just a man. Him.Even from up here, I can feel Valentine’s presence like an icy breath on my neck. His golden eyes glint when he tilts his head to look at me, and that smirk of his—the one that feels equal parts teasing and terrifying—takes over his face.“Not going to come
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Chapter 9:
“Bingo.” His voice rings in my mind like a cruel whisper.I freeze, my pulse quickening. Ellie sets the box of tissues down on the table and stares at me with wide, concerned eyes.“You’re scaring me,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper.I want to say something to ease her nerves, but I’m transfixed by the steady thrum of the vein in her neck. It’s hypnotic, pulling me in with a force I can barely fight.Oh no...it's back again...that feeling.I push back my chair, forcing myself to stand. “I’m sorry,” I mumble, retreating a step. “I don’t mean to. It’s… it’s the nightmares. They’ve been getting worse.”Her eyes soften, though the worry lingers. “You should get some rest. I’ll look into a therapist for you this week. You can’t keep going on like this.”I nod mechanically, turning toward my room. “Thanks. I think I just need some sleep.”She says nothing else, but I hear her sigh and I feel her eyes on me as I head to my room.Once I’m inside, I shut the door firmly and lean a
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Chapter 10:
The first thing I notice as I stir awake is a cold, metallic sensation against my lips. A single drop lands on my tongue, and before I can stop myself, I lick it.The hunger hits me like a sudden force – sharp and all-consuming. My body jerks in response, desperate for more, but I force myself to open my eyes instead.An arm hovers above me, pale and steady, with crimson blood dripping from a fresh wound. My eyes trail up to its owner, and my breath catches.“What are you doing?” My voice is raspy, barely more than a whisper, but it’s enough to break the heavy silence.He doesn’t flinch, his expression calm and maddeningly unreadable. “Trying to feed you,” Valentine says, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. He shifts closer, lowering his arm. “Drink.”The scent of his blood fills the air, intoxicating and irresistible...like cinnamon. I feel my hunger clawing at me, demanding I obey, but I push myself away, pressing my back against the headboard.“No.”His golden eyes darke
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