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The Dark Lord's Mate. A Taste of Affection.
The view was breathtaking. The golden glow of the setting sun painted the sky in soft hues of orange and pink, casting a warm, dreamlike glow over the landscape. A serene lake stretched before them, reflecting the colors of the sky like a mirror, its surface disturbed only by the occasional ripple.Aurora exhaled softly, struggling to find the right words to express what she felt.“It’s… beautiful,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.That was the only thing she could say because no other words seemed enough. She had never been in a place as mesmerizing as this. Her former pack had nothing even remotely close to this kind of beauty.Draven, the Vampire King, watched her reaction carefully, his crimson eyes glinting with satisfaction. He was pleased. Her awe-struck expression was exactly what he had hoped for. With a slight nod, he gestured toward the elegantly set table.“Please, sit,” he said smoothly.Aurora hesitated for a moment before moving toward the chair he pulled
Last Updated : 2025-02-17The Dark Lord's Mate. Drunk on Wine...and Him
Draven watched with quiet satisfaction as Aurora took another bite, her lips parting slightly as she savored the taste. The food was truly delicious, but what pleased him most was that she enjoyed it.As he picked up his fork and joined her in eating, his sharp senses caught something—discomfort still lingered in her scent. She was still hesitant, still guarded.He wished he could erase that unease, wished she would trust him, relax around him.Hoping to shift the atmosphere, he asked, “So, what are your favorite meals?”Aurora’s face lit up instantly, her blue-green eyes shimmering with excitement.“Oh! I love egg-and-cheese toasted bread, chocolate cake with creamy toppings, strawberry ice cream, fried rice with salad, and a huge piece of fried chicken. I like to wash it all down with orange juice,” she said, her voice full of enthusiasm.Draven chuckled, amused by the way she spoke so passionately about food. She was breathtaking when she was excited.It was clear she had been well
Last Updated : 2025-02-17The Dark Lord's Mate. A Drunk Confession.
Draven exhaled slightly, knowing full well the risk he was taking. With slow, deliberate movements, he poured the deep crimson liquid into a glass, his eyes never leaving her. The scent of the wine filled the air—a rich, intoxicating aroma of ripe berries with a hint of spice. Carefully, he handed it to Aurora.She snatched it eagerly, bringing the glass to her nose."Oh my, I love this scent! It smells so divine—like strawberry ice cream," she purred, inhaling deeply. A small, pleased moan escaped her lips, sending an unexpected jolt through Draven’s body.His jaw tightened. "Stop making those sounds and just drink," he ordered, his voice rougher than intended.Aurora’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as she locked eyes with him. Instead of heeding his command, she took a long, slow sip, letting the liquid coat her tongue before swallowing with an exaggerated sigh of pleasure.Draven clenched his fists. The way she moved, the way her lips parted slightly as she drank—it was affe
Last Updated : 2025-02-18The Dark Lord's Mate. A Fire Unquenchable
It had been two weeks since her last date with King Draven.Aurora could not remember what had happened that night. She was a terrible drunk. When she woke up the next morning, her head pounded like a war drum, her mind was foggy, and everything around her felt strangely unfamiliar. The worst part? She had the nagging suspicion that King Draven had been avoiding her ever since that night.She had no memory of how she got home or if she had done or said something embarrassing. But something must have happened. The only time she saw Draven now was during dinner, and the way he looked at her during those meals sent chills down her spine. It was as if he knew something she didn’t, something that left an unspoken tension hanging between them."You aren't dressed yet, Aurora? We’ll all be late for the king's birthday!" Queen Lilith’s sharp voice jolted her back to the present. "I need to be in the great hall to make sure everything turns out perfectly."Aurora’s eyes widened. She had nearly
Last Updated : 2025-02-19The Dark Lord's Mate. An Evil Plan
The door creaked open, revealing Elder Eric. He wore a golden robe embroidered with intricate patterns and a tall, gleaming golden cap that symbolized his high status. Three men stood at his side, their expressions neutral yet watchful."Asmada Ezra," he said, his deep voice echoing slightly in the grand chamber.She turned gracefully, adjusting the delicate bracelets on her wrists. She was already dressed for the grand celebration—King Draven’s birthday. The dark red gown she wore clung to her frame elegantly, accentuating her regal presence. The glimmering jewelry around her neck and wrists only enhanced the power she exuded."Hello, Father," Asmada greeted, her tone neutral, yet there was an unmistakable edge to it. "What brings you to my room?"Elder Eric's gaze lingered on her attire before he spoke, his voice laced with subtle disapproval. "You plan on attending the King’s birthday?"She arched a perfectly sculpted brow. "Do you have a problem with that, Father?" She turned her
Last Updated : 2025-02-20The Dark Lord's Mate. A Dangerous Celebration.
A Dangerous CelebrationThe grand hall shimmered with an ethereal glow, bathed in the warm glint of gold and silver decorations. The walls, painted with fine layers of glittering paint, reflected the glow of the chandeliers, making the entire room seem like it was draped in stars.All around, high-ranking vampires conversed in hushed tones, sipping from crystal glasses filled with dark red liquid. These were not just any vampires—they were the elite, the powerhouses of the Vampire Kingdom. Each one either controlled vast business empires or held dominance over vampire packs, making them some of the most influential figures in their world.King Draven stood at the far end of the room, his piercing dark eyes scanning the sea of elegantly dressed guests. Every man was clad in finely tailored suits, and every woman wore luxurious gowns, their outfits reflecting the color theme of the evening. But Draven cared little for any of them. His thoughts were consumed by one person—his mate.He ha
Last Updated : 2025-02-20The Dark Lord's Mate. A Game of Fire and Blood.
Draven’s eyes blazed a deep, furious red, burning with jealousy as he watched the scene unfold before him. He had anticipated Aurora’s arrival, had waited impatiently for her presence to grace the hall. But now, a vampire—an audacious one—had dared to approach her.His enhanced hearing caught every syllable the man spoke, every arrogant inflection in his voice.“My name is Philip. I hail from the Eastern lands of the vampires. So, tell me, what is a beautiful lady like you doing here all alone?”Aurora’s heart pounded in her chest. Philip stood barely two feet away, his sharp features illuminated by the chandelier’s golden glow. He was undeniably handsome, but he reeked of something sinister—danger, blood, and centuries of experience in the art of deception.She turned slightly, her gaze flickering to where King Draven stood. The shattered glass was gone, replaced by a new drink in his grasp, yet his grip on it was tight, his knuckles white. His intense stare made her shudder.“The pa
Last Updated : 2025-02-20The Dark Lord's Mate. The Queen's Verdict.
Aurora froze when she saw the woman standing just a few feet away from her. It was none other than the strange woman who had been punished by King Draven.At first, Aurora had thought Doctor Bella was the most beautiful woman at the party, but this woman had changed that mindset instantly. There was something ethereal about her—something dangerous yet alluring."You still remember me, she-wolf?" the woman said, her lips curling into a smile that could be seen as pleasant to those unaware of the tension between them.Aurora swallowed. "I'm sorry for the punishment that was meted upon y—""I plead with you, do not speak of the punishment," the woman interrupted sharply. "Remembering it only aggravates my anger toward you."Her words carried an unmistakable edge of hatred. Aurora's eyes widened. Had she heard correctly? She shook her head slightly, wondering if there was something wrong with her ears."I'm Asama," the woman continued, her voice dripping with venom. "I think it’s best I i
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The Dark Lord's Mate. Surviving is Winning.
It was going to be difficult—almost impossible—to find the particular observatory she was being held in. Definitely difficult. The only way to track her down was to use his powers, and right now, he was already weak to the core. But he had no other option.Closing his eyes, Draven took a deep breath. He needed to focus, to listen—to pick up the faintest sound of her breathing. His head throbbed with exhaustion, but he pushed through the pain.Then, he heard it.A noise. Slow and melodic.A heartbeat.Light but quick, the rhythm pounded in his head, guiding him like a beacon. The sound was coming from an observatory not far from where he stood."Draven!"A tiny voice whispered into his mind, weak but familiar. His eyes snapped open. Without hesitation, he turned left. There it was—the observatory. It was the weakest structure among the surrounding buildings, its walls barely holding together.Summoning what little strength he had left, he shot forward, his vampire speed propelling him
The Dark Lord's Mate. The Hunt for Aurora.
The cunning voice echoed through the dimly lit chamber, dripping with mockery.Aurora felt herself freeze at the words. Her mistakes were catching up to her, returning with twice the force. This was something the king should never hear from someone else."What? Wow! So, I was right, then? Your second mate has no idea you once had a first mate? This is absolutely insane! Well, don’t worry. I’ll do you a favor and let King Draven know myself."Aurora’s heart pounded against her ribs. A chill ran down her spine."Please, no! I beg you—don’t tell him!" she pleaded desperately. She had planned to tell the king herself—if she ever made it out of this miserable hole she was tied up in.Laughter erupted from the unseen figure, sharp and cruel."Hahaha! Why? You don’t want the king to think you’re disgusting? You don’t want him to see you as filthy, unworthy?" The voice grew more venomous. "Well, I do. I want him to despise you. I want him to look at you with nothing but hatred. And that’s why
The Dark Lord's Mate. A Captive in The Dark.
The black market was no place for the weak. It was a dangerous and unpredictable territory where vampires sought rare and forbidden goods—things they would never find in ordinary markets. Only the strongest and most ruthless vampires were granted entry, and now, his mother had brought his mate to a place as perilous as this.King Draven clenched his jaw, his fury simmering beneath the surface as he scanned the marketplace. It wasn’t difficult to locate Carlos. Three black SUVs idled in the center of the market, waiting for his arrival.As Draven moved through the crowd, the other vampires instinctively bowed their heads in submission. It was rare—almost unheard of—to see the Vampire King in a black market. His presence alone was enough to demand respect.Lilith, his mother, shivered beneath his gaze. He could tell she was terrified. Draven was dangerously close to losing control, his anger boiling just beneath the surface. Every fiber of his being wanted to rip her apart for what she
The Dark Lord's Mate. Lost in the Shadows.
Silo stared at King Draven in disbelief. He couldn't comprehend what he had just heard. The vampire king was planning to make contact with a werewolf—an act that directly violated long-standing laws."I'm sorry to say this, King Draven, but you're breaking the rule. Vampires are forbidden from associating with werewolves," Silo said, his voice laced with concern. He wondered if the king had lost his mind.Draven's eyes darkened as he fixed Silo with a piercing glare. "I am the king. I make the rules. Do you understand me?"Silo immediately lowered his head in submission. "Yes, King Draven. I apologize."Draven studied him for a moment before shifting his attention to the second letter that had been delivered to him. His fingers traced the wax seal before he carefully broke it open. As his eyes scanned the parchment, he realized the letter bore no address—no sign of its sender."What is this?" he muttered, his curiosity quickly turning to dread as he read its contents.A letter for the
The Dark Lord's Mate. An Hidden Message.
The door to King Draven’s office swung open abruptly, revealing Carlos, his second-in-command. His usually composed demeanor was shaken, and his breathing was labored, as if he had sprinted all the way there.“We have a problem, King Draven,” Carlos announced, striding toward the king’s desk.Draven’s piercing gaze locked onto Carlos, his expression unreadable. “What kind of problem?”Carlos swallowed hard before speaking. “A body was discovered in the secret hall.”Draven’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as fury flickered in his crimson eyes. “A dead body? In my castle?” His voice was low and dangerous, his anger barely contained. How dare anyone violate his sanctuary and commit murder within these walls?Carlos nodded grimly. “It was a human. The victim was shot—silencer rounds to the chest and forehead. Whoever did this knew how to move undetected. No one saw or heard anything. I’ve already ordered an interrogation of every guard stationed near the hall.”Carlos’ hands tre
The Dark Lord's Mate. Secret Among The Flowers.
Aurora and Queen Lilith sat on the front balcony, knitting together. The cool breeze carried a sense of calm, but Aurora found herself momentarily lost in thought. This morning’s events still lingered in her mind—particularly the doctor and her deceit.“What did the Vampire King say about the gift you gave him?” Queen Lilith asked, her hands moving skillfully as she worked on her knitting.Aurora paused, almost forgetting about the incident. She let out a small sigh. “He hasn’t said anything,” she replied, continuing to knit a new garment for herself.“Why not? The cardigan is beautiful. I see no reason why he wouldn’t appreciate such a thoughtful gift,” the queen said, glancing at Aurora with curiosity.“He never acknowledged it because he doesn’t know I made it,” Aurora admitted, closing her eyes for a moment. That morning, King Draven had confronted her in his own way, demanding the truth, yet she had been unable to explain.Queen Lilith frowned. “What do you mean?”“The doctor,” A
The Dark Lord's Mate. Whispers of Treason.
"You wouldn’t have done that."Aurora's voice wavered as she spoke. She couldn't believe something like this had happened between them again.No matter how much she tried to deny it, there was no escaping what they felt for each other."Oh? And what should I have done instead?" Draven smirked, his tone teasing. "Left you wanting? Needing my touch?" He took slow, deliberate steps toward the large table in his room, picking up a piece of clothing that rested upon it. Bringing it to his nose, he inhaled deeply, sighing."I can’t believe Bella made a cardigan like this." He ran his fingers over the fabric, admiring the intricate pattern.Aurora clenched her fists at her sides. The doctor was a terrible liar. She shut her eyes tightly, swallowing down the cry threatening to escape her lips."Is something wrong?" Draven asked, watching her closely.Aurora quickly shook her head and rose to her feet. "Nothing," she murmured, striding toward the door. Pausing, she turned back to face him. "I’
The Dark Lord's Mate. What's Happened Last Night.
"Thank you for the birthday gift. It looks lovely."Aurora heard King Draven respond to the mysterious woman in the room with him. Her heart clenched. What cardigan were they talking about?She had also made a cardigan for the king.She never expected anyone else to give him such a ridiculous gift for his birthday.Stepping back, she hesitated. There was no way she was going to enter the room now. The king already had a woman with him. The thought sent a sharp sting through her chest.Just as she turned to leave, the door swung open. A woman with long, thick hair stepped out, followed closely by King Draven."The she-wol—""In my chambers, My Star."Draven cut the woman off and, without hesitation, strode toward Aurora. Before she could react, he grabbed her and pulled her into the room, slamming the door shut in Bella’s face.Draven walked to the table, his gaze fixed on Aurora. She stood there, her expression twisted in frustration."You look upset," he remarked, watching her finge
The Dark Lord's Mate. A King's Summons.
Aurora's eyes snapped open. She blinked rapidly, adjusting to the dim morning light filtering through the tall windows. The air was crisp, carrying the distant chirping of birds outside. She sat up quickly, her heart pounding. The room was empty.She pressed her palms against her forehead, squeezing her eyes shut. She needed to remember what had happened last night. The memories felt fragmented, like shattered glass piecing itself together.Then, it hit her.A sharp gasp escaped her lips as she recalled every detail. There was no way she could forget. The previous night, King Draven had been the one who was drunk—not her. But what had she done?Aurora groaned, rolling over the plush bed, clutching the sheets tightly. A wave of anxiety crashed over her. Had she really done something like that with him?"What the hell have I done?" she muttered, gripping the pillow and smacking it against the bed in frustration.A sudden voice broke through her thoughts."What are you doing, attacking a
