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Call Of The Dark

Driven by his need for revenge, Lazarus, the Lore’s most ruthless vampire, plots to seize the throne of Wilyra and rule it along with his betrothed, the fae goddess Maeve who thrives in a borrowed body. Lazarus has a perfect plan—until he finds Emmalyn, a young mortal who is the daughter of the rebel leader of blood vassals in his kingdom and an integral part of his plan. He captures the young girl to cast her soul out for Maeve. Emmalyn yearns for a better life to escape from her stepmother and an indifferent father. She never imagined that they would sell her to the royals to save her brother’s life. But there’s only one problem. Emmalyn tempts Lazarus beyond reason. As the time to cast her soul out draws closer, he must choose between his lust for the throne or his irresistible mortal. Will Lazarus succumb to lust for power and crown? Or will he risk it all to have a future with her? ___ This novel is a part of the series of Feral Confessions because of few common characters but is a standalone. Other books are: Feral Confessions: Adrianna and the Alpha, The Silver Crescent Alpha Prince, Ileus: The Dark Prince, Dark Hunger, The Alpha's Temptation Cover belongs to me. Cover artist: Michelle Lee

MishaK · Fantasy
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201 Chs

Taking Care

Lazarus went out to hunt for dry branches even though the sun was dangerously coming up. If he didn't go back inside the cave soon, he could end up burning his skin, but Emma's comfort was extremely important. The mate had kicked in so severely that he couldn't deny it even if he wanted to. He realized that he could never deny it right from day one. He was only denying himself. 

He looked up at the cave's mouth and saw Nephie perched at the roof. She lowered her big head to stare at him and tilted it as if asking him as to where he was going, leaving Emma all alone. Lazarus jumped on Titan. "I am going to find dry branches. Emma is cold," he explained, satisfied that she was there to take care of her. Saying that he kicked Titan into a gallop. 

Nephie let out a deep sigh. Her breath clouded in front of her. She flared her wings wide and shot in the air. Soon she was flying above him. 

"Go back, Nephie!" he growled. "She is alone!"