For years, Vampires and Werewolves has coexisted peacefully, despite both supernatural species naturally and genetically designed to hate each other. When Seline Atwood's pack is attacked on a cold winter night, she is embittered and confused. Driven by a thirst for revenge, she decides to devote her entire life to training in order to bring down Ferrara DeMarco, the much-dreaded vampire king who's responsible for her grief. The plan is simple. Seduce and stake him to death. But when she gets to know Ferrara for who he really is — a caring, loving and yet, lonely king — and not the monster he's been painted out to be, she falls in love with him. Is there a chance that he wasn't the one responsible for the attack on her pack? Most importantly, is there a chance that their love could sail through the storms of complications and enemies on it's path?
view moreFerraraI watched my sires carefully, noting how their eyes widened, their lips curved in surprise — quiet outrage mixed with hate shinning in their eyes as they turned to one another, whispering furiously and shaking their heads in disagreement. They were reforming alliances, strengthening their solidarity against me. Any moment now, any wrong word, and they would depose me. I could feel the tension thick in the air like a smoke pollution.“Your Majesty,” Samuel was the first to step forward, bowing curtly. “Don't you think you're making a hasty decision? Surely, you do not mean to have her as a soulmate. As beautiful and graceful as she is, her status as a shifter hardly befits your — ”“I know what I'm doing, Sam. Her being a shifter is no basis.”At this, he recoiled, stunned. Swiveling back to the gathering, he shrugged, muttering quietly. “He's the king. I tried but he won't listen.”The disapproving murmurs and hostile glances at Seline multiplied, driving my butt to the edge o
SelineThe view of the city, stretched out over the horizon, from the top balcony of Domi Sotto would forever be a wonder to witness. I observed the sleek limousines pulling up in front of the club; vampires filing out of them with their unsuspecting human counterparts. The club's bass-pumping music could be heard from miles away and would begin to unwind the minute Ferrara and I went down to join the gathering.Sighing, as I went back to my previous position before the new vanity dresser, I applied fresh lipstick — my signature red — carefully. Blot once, apply again, until I felt it was enough. Using the mirror was pointless, because I couldn't see my reflection. I'd never been a huge fan of peering at mirrors before I was turned, so that, I could live without.But what I couldn't live without was spending a whole day without my beloved mate by my side.“Scared?” A chill ran up my spine, rattling the hairs on my neck to stand on an end when Ferrara's voice reverberated in my ears, o
SelineI let out a soft sigh, cold air filling my lungs, inflating my chest. I felt heavy, like a slab of marble — my nerves stiff, my mouth dry. Slowly, I drew in deep breaths, until my nerves loosened, blood coursing through my veins, bringing my organs back to life.I stared at the ceiling for a long moment, before I finally moved my legs. Ferrara, who sat on the floor beside me shot up almost immediately, his forehead creased with worry as he peered at me — his eyes traveling down my body, then back up to my face. “I — ”“Hello,” I croaked, mustering a wry smile. My mouth didn't feel like mine, so did my limbs. It felt as though my spirit had somehow transported itself to a new body. “What happened, Sir? You look worried.”“Pet,” Relief washed over his features, tears streaming out the corners of his eyes. “You're awake. You didn't die.”“Yeah, I can see that,” I frowned, my muscles protesting loudly as I tried sitting up. What the hell was wrong with me? I'd never been the lazy t
Ferrara“I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but we can't.” Iridessa maintained stubbornly, stepping forward. I tore my gaze away from Seline, stunned, to her. Her face was expressionless — her words bold. No one had ever defied my orders. None. “She's our responsibility, as much as she is to you. What kind of friends would we be if we leave her when she needs us the most? She won't die. That I can assure you, Sir. We'll find a solution. There has to be a cure.”I fought down the urge to smile in the face of grief. Of course they cared so much about her. They were devoted — could lay down their own lives for her. My pet was that impactful. She was that gracious.“I know you girls are loyal no matter what, but I promise, I'll never hurt her. Fuck, I love her. I love her a lot, so you must trust me on this. Please. You have to leave. Leave and shut the door after you. Tell no one about what happened today. Not a single soul.” I turned back to Seline, who now lay, unconscious. The sound of retreati
FerraraFor a terse second, Seline and Jax grappled with each other — their grunts, as they struggled with the stake, bouncing off the walls, a defeaning silence. His body covered hers, and though Seline ought to be physically stronger, the reverse was becoming the case as he now towered over her, driving the stake deeper into her chest. I glanced around hurriedly, the poison already weak in my system — thanks to an age long trick I'd discovered recently — and found the stake she'd left at my feet a lifetime ago. Leaping over the glass coffin, I ripped him off Seline and drove the stake deep into his chest. He groaned, his body rigid — stiffening in a matter of seconds. The stake didn't go as far as getting his heart, but the injury it'd created was big enough to hold him down for sometime.“You evil peace of shit,” I cussed, spitting on his face. He writhed about, his nerves convulsing. Whirling around, I crouched beside Seline, placing a hand underneath her head.“Master.” She beame
SelineI watched in horror as Jax and Ferrara conversed on either sides of the glass coffin in the cold, dim crypt like old time buddies, instead of vengeful rivals. I never thought there would be a day I'd say it, but vampires acted foolish sometimes. Even ancient ones. None were as perfect as they thought.I had snuck through the house like it was no man's business. It was super easy, given that I'd in it for close to two months, perhaps. Jax's minions were agile, and alert, watching every corner like a hawk, but with the vampire king's blood running through my veins, they never stood a fair chance. They never expected a she-wolf to be so fast, to kill with such precision, with such grace. No one did, and I took them out discreetly, leaving a trail of bodies in the corridors and tunnel.“I killed her the way she wanted to kill me,” Ferrara's voice echoed, bouncing off the crypt walls, at me. “Drove a stake deep into her pretty little heart.”“Wow. The most common way to get rid of a
SelineWhen I regained consciousness, it was already nightfall. My chest felt heavy, and I couldn't feel my legs. Plus, I was hanging upside down in a crashed vehicle, covered in glass and wounds that had long healed, thanks to my shifter capabilities, and also Ferrara's blood. The fluid from the windshield wiper slowly drained out of the wood. I coughed, glancing around. The world was silent.Where am I? How did I get here?My temples throbbed as I shifted through my memory bank, trying to recall. At last the events came rushing back with a refreshing intensity. The road block. The vampires clinging onto the car metal. The crash.Oh, shit.Hurriedly, I ripped the seatbelt away, not ready when my back hit the roof of the battered sedan. My vision blurred. Pushing down a bitter taste in my mouth, I reached for the door lock in the dark. When my fingers stumbled onto the window opener as well, I heaved a sigh of relief. Muttering a quiet prayer, I pressed it gently, gasping when it slid
SelineI slowed down as I approached the huge gates. It was thrown wide open, with someone, a vampire no doubt, manning the guardhouse. There was something ominous about the atmosphere, and the unease nagging my guts only grew worse every passing second. “You'll have to lower your voice now, Iridessa. I'm already at the gates and things feel...off.”“What do you mean things feel off?” “I've got no time to explain. Got to go,” I said quickly before throwing the cellphone down and stopping beside the guardhouse. I rolled up the car windows just as a vampire exited the white, stately building.“Were you successful? Did you get the girl? Jax was just asking me about — ”Asshole.I snarled as I slammed the door open with enough force to knock him out flat on the floor. He stumbled backwards, eyes dazed in shock. With my enhanced vision, these vampires didn't even stand a chance of being subtle. Flying out of the car, I threw my weight on him, twisting his neck sideways before he even got
FerraraLike sunflowers peeling open their petals in the direction of sunlight, my chest puffed up, inflated with air the minute the sun sank down the horizon. All signs of sleep and sickness rolled away, my nerves refreshed and active more than ever.Quietly, I rose up, pushing open the glass coffin lid. My sole evening ritual whenever I woke up required me to gulp down a jar of pure, undiluted human blood. To keep up my supernatural strength, make me feel all powerful and immortal like a true king. But for once, in decades, I didn't feel like drinking anything. I didn't feel like recharging my drained body. I felt weak, confused...sad.Closing my coffin, I stretched out on it, my calloused hands clasped together as though in silent prayer. But who was I kidding? Who would I pray to? In all my years, ever since I was turned and became a king, I was the closest thing to a god. An immortal being, worshipped and revered by my people. By the world. I made the earth tremble underneath my
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