All Chapters of Passions Rising: A Forbidden Vampiric Love Story: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

In the end, Tatiana and Adriana’s birthday celebrations forced Franco to leave his suite. Instantly, he noticed the change in the atmosphere of the palace in general. Tatiana insisted on celebrating her birthday as if nothing had changed. To Franco’s disappointment, Tatiana forbade anyone from speaking of his beloved Adriana. Even though they shared a birthday. The Royal Guards were still on high alert, believing Adriana would return and seek revenge or finish off her murder spree. None even thought to look beyond the obvious, and he saw that when this finally ended, he’d need to make sweeping changes to the surrounding people. He always hated fools and sycophants: these were Lolita’s acquisitions of bootlickers and toadies. They were people Tatiana appeared to favour as well. He couldn’t clean the house immediately or something could be lost in the resulting chaos. Franco wouldn’t stand for that. His staff hid th

Her father wouldn’t lay off the subject of Adriana. It ruined her mood for her entire birthday party. She’d wanted to stab him right then and there. Before everyone, but Tatiana didn’t dare to take over like that. How would she take over? Tatiana did like the idea of people fearing her violent response to her attacking her father, but she wasn’t crazy enough yet to miss how unpopular she was to the courtiers and common rabble. She knew she’d have to kill and replace people because of the insults several gave her and how they lacked any decent usefulness about them for Tatiana. It was high time Edger gets the boot, or better yet. Edger gets fitted for a coffin. Tatiana avoided all the summons Sabre sent her. She couldn’t go back there to see her. Every time she thought of Sabre watching that strange man fuck her, Tatiana feared it would happen again. She couldn’t do that again. It had been weeks now and messages kept appearing. Each

Xavier finally made his way back to Ana, and she’d not left him alone for a moment. George felt a little jealous of the little dog. He slept in Ana’s bed each night. Took long walks with her. While he helped with the security of the Black River Pack Territory and hunted for blood in the nearby cities. It wasn’t easy to watch over Ana, and he’d hated being away from her. He didn’t have time to listen to too much of anything she said. They couldn’t train to get as much as he’d like, and it wouldn’t be sustainable. He needed to come up with a better idea about the way they were living. Ana, in the meantime trained with the pack, she’d garnered several friends within the pack who accepted her as she presented herself. It felt freeing to her in a better way than taking the ambassadorial position. She didn’t have to prove herself to anyone here, as she’d worried about before this. Xavier on the other hand, appeared to h

George stood there outside of the shower. Naked. Nothing hid his perfect body from her. Nothing hid the fact he’d entered, intending to find some action with her. Right now, Ana didn’t understand what she felt. These feelings were they hers, his, or some weird combination. But she craved the feel of his cock thrusting into her as she fed from him. It became so consuming; it scared her a little. She had to trust George to be stronger than her. He needed to control this situation because she didn’t think she could. He entered the shower behind her. Ana didn’t listen to very much to what he said once her fangs sank into his wrist, and he wrapped his body around hers. George had her up against the shower tiles, his throbbing member pressing insistently at the junction of her thighs. His free hand went to her pussy and found her clit. Her moan tore from her lips, muffled by his wrist as he teased her clit.

“You must do something Franco sooner rather than later. I hate speaking up like this to you. You are the emperor, not me. But I don’t understand what you are waiting on. I’m afraid Tatiana will try to hurt you again. Word below stairs is she’s acting erratically and speaking irrationally. Something isn’t adding up.” Franco’s lover, Eva, sat nearby him as he worked at composing his wishes and ensuring every decision, he made was a sound one. He didn’t want any loopholes or failures. “Eva dear. Relax. I have a plan, but it may take time for it to mature into its full potential. It’s part of the reason I allowed Adriana to get to safety before even showing myself to anyone.” He rubbed his burning eyes. He’s been looking at so many pages and trying to expect loopholes and objections. There were so many things that could go wrong and if any of it went wrong, his position on the throne would teeter or he’d fall right off it. “Yes, I don