All Chapters of The Vampire King's Werewolf Bride: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Ch-102Mature Content!!! r-18!!Zaros pressed his lips harder against hers, untying the knot of her bathrobe. He could now feel her skin directly. She wore nothing underneath. She didn't even wear a bra. The robe made it look like she was wearing something underneath her clothes. He hissed, sensing her need for him to mirror his own. Groaning into her mouth, Zaros's calloused palms explored her curves, making her arch her back in response. With her softness pressing against his manhood, they clung to each other, separated only by his clothes.It was unfortunate that their only barrier was his attire. Adira yearned to remove his clothes, but their passionate kiss hindered any attempt. Undeterred, she began with his pants, her hands brushing against his growing arousal, making him groan.Zaros gazed at her angelic face, kissing her forehead, eyes, nose, and finally her lips. He trailed kisses down her neck, and shoulders, and reached her breasts, which stood proudly. Capturing them, he

Ch-104The next night Adira woke up with a tired yet contented body. The gentle glow of the moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm ambiance in their nocturnal royal bedroom. As she stirred, memories of the passionate night with Zaros flooded her mind, and a blush crept across her cheeks. Shyness engulfed her as she recalled the intimate moments they shared.Adira shifted in the bed, feeling the soreness in her muscles – a reminder of the night's fervor. She stretched and yawned, trying to shake off the lingering fatigue. The soft sheets clung to her, and she couldn't help but smile at the thought of the shared warmth during their evening activities.On the other side of the bed, Zaros was already awake, his eyes fixed on Adira. He couldn't contain the happiness that radiated from his gaze. The events from the previous morning had been a culmination of passion and connection, leaving him fulfilled and content.Adira's shy demeanor didn't escape Zaros's notice. He reach

Ch-106The room was steeped in an eerie silence as the group of people in the room gathered around the mysterious letter. The parchment, now reduced to smoldering embers, had delivered a revelation that echoed through the air like a haunting refrain. Lenora discovered that Azazel, the lich, claimed to be her father.The incredulous stares exchanged between the assembled creatures spoke volumes. The letter's words hung in the air, a spectral whisper that defied the laws of the supernatural. Lenora, usually composed and unyielding, stood frozen, her eyes wide with disbelief. Her pale fingers trembled as she clutched the remnants of the burnt parchment."Father?" she muttered, her voice barely audible over the crackling remnants of the letter. "But how? How can an undead creature father a child?"Eudora stepped forward, her face etched with concern. "Lenora, dear, the realms of magic are vast and unpredictable. Azazel's dark arts may have unearthed a forbidden secret that binds you to hi

Ch-108"Then why is he playing the father-daughter game with me?" Lenora asked with confusion. He can get his work done one way or another. Then why was he claiming her as his daughter? She didn't understand. She doesn't want a father like him. "Because he is my husband," Andrea said, revealing the biggest secret. Andrea's gaze remained steady, her eyes revealing a truth veiled in shadows.Lenora's eyes widened in disbelief, the words hanging in the air like an ominous revelation. The confusion etched across her face deepened, mirroring the bewilderment that echoed through the room. The revelation came not from the lips of Azazel, the dark puppeteer orchestrating their fates, but from anthe unexpected source—Andrea.The revelation hung in the air, laden with implications that sent shivers down the spines of those present. The enigma of Azazel's motives deepened, casting a pall over the room. Lenora's shock transformed into a tumultuous whirlwind of emotions—betrayal, confusion, and

Ch-110As Zaros, Lenora, and Maximus stepped into the ancient willow tree, they found themselves transported into a realm of forgotten grandeur. Before them stood a vast stone palace, its towering spires reaching towards the heavens like silent sentinels guarding the secrets held within."This seems to be abandoned," Lenora muttered as she drank into the grandeur of the huge abandoned stone palace. There were some scriptures written on the walls of the palace. Just looking at them made her feel scared. She clutched Maximus's hand a bit tightly. Maximus held on to her hand patting her slowly as if saying it's fine he was with her. Despite its apparent abandonment, the palace retained an air of majestic splendor, its walls adorned with intricate carvings depicting scenes of ancient battles and mythical creatures. The air hung heavy with the weight of centuries past, each stone bearing witness to the passage of time."This place is oozing with the evil energy," Zaros said. "Well… it's