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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

The Queen of Sorcerers

As soon as Lazarus was out of the throne hall, he picked up Emma. Cupping her head against his chest, he traced her back to his room. 

Emma remained in his embrace for some time before pulling away. She didn't get dizzy at all this time. Maybe it was because she was getting used to it or because he pressed her against his chest during the whole tracing. 

Tears stained her cheeks. She recalled how everyone was hell bent on sending Lazarus to the dungeons. He deserved it for all she knew but she didn't know why she defended him. She craned her neck up to see him as he tipped his down to see her. He was breathing heavily. 

"You didn't have to defend me there," he said. "I could have gotten out of it easily." He didn't like the way Anton shouted at her. He didn't like his father questioning her.