Dina has always been the unwanted one-the illegitimate daughter of a powerful warlock, hidden in the shadows of her father's noble family. But she harbors a secret even more dangerous than her existence: a power she barely understands, one that could change the balance of the supernatural world. Logan is her stepbrother's best friend and a vampire feared across kingdoms. Ruthless, immortal, and bound by duty, he is everything she should avoid. But when their paths cross, a forbidden connection ignites between them-one that defies logic, bloodlines, and the rules of their world. As war brews between supernatural factions and an ancient prophecy marks Dina as the key to destruction or salvation, she must decide-will she embrace the darkness within her or fight against fate? And when Logan is forced to choose between loyalty and love, will he betray his kind... or risk everything for the girl he can never have?
my back became numb to the pain of the
whips inflicted on me,
whip...
whip...
whip...
I was used to it, but, it doesn't, stop the pain,
and the bruises, afflicted on it.
"you slut" another whip and I flinched at the
pain tears staining my face, hands tied on against the metal, cages.
"you like being a slut, huh" the guards whispered into my ears as he dragged my hair.
I shiver ran down my spine, as I tried to push
him away from me.
A slap landed on my face.
a sharp sting faced me,and I knew that my it
will probably leave a scar, as blood dripped,
from the side of my face.
another slap, again..
again...
and again..
until I couldn't bear it anymore.
my vision, blurred at the sight ahead,
I couldn't even see the guard, that kept on
hitting me.
I couldn't see anything, nothing except
darkness that shallowed through my eyes.
"Dina" I heard a whisper
"Dina"
I heard the voice again.
that voice I know it, but I couldn't recall it.
"Dina"
"mom"
I whispered.
I turned around, a huge abyss of darkness,
evading me.
I loved the darkness, if it was more calmer than
the light.
it was my safe haven.
"Dina" the whisper called again.
"mom" I yelled, my voice coming out cracked.
"don't die" the voice said again.
I furrowed my brows.
then a vision came to me.
a lady being tied up, her white dress, being
torn to shreds, her face soaked in mud and
staining her dress too and she looked ready to
be burnt alive.
was she witch?,
why did they tie her like that?
the people around the podium kept on
shouting, " burn her, burn her, burn her"
then the light touch was on.
but they didn't go to the tied lady.
they went to a baby, a child.
a girl.
tied in a rat sack and the guard, the touchmaster lit the child, on fire.
a scream erupted from the woman being tied up.
I think she's the mother.
no.. noooooo, my child, don't do this!" she
Screamed in agony, and I felt tears stain my cheeks.
The babv was burning. crying and burning.
suddenly there was a huge dark mist, a
darkness.
everyone looked at the sky, and
swords of fire, came raining down.
everyone, screamed.
the sword, slicing and stabbing people.
the mother of the child, was trying to remove
the chains on her hands, but nothing worked.
thankfully one of the swords, cut the chains on
her.
but the fire on the blades burnt her but she
didn't care.
she ran to her baby. who was now burnt and
dead.
no..no my baby
....no... please wake up....
please don't die, I love you, don't die" she
screamed and I started to sob at the sight.
she cried, holding her dead burnt baby, like it
was going to be alive again.
a guard stalk behind her, with a sword in his
hands.
"no...move away, someone is behind you" I
Yelled, seemingly if she could hear me.
no one could hear me
no one could see me.....
"no" I screamed as the guard stabbed her from
behind.
"no"
I screamed, as she fell on the floor with blood
pooling her feet.
"no... I screamed AGAIN and again.
"no" I rasped out and regretted it.
as pain, filled my whole body.
I winced.
and sob, came out of my throat.
"you should lay on your back, your bruised
everywhere" an unfamiliar, deep voice sounded from behind me.
I tried to, turn my face towards the source of the voice.
The sight behold me was, a gift from the
heavens.
dark hair,
strong build..
tattoo's raking down his arm
pale white face.
I blushed as he raised his brows
he obviously, so me checking him out.
I tried to sit up, despite the pain.
and I did. I checked around my surrounding.
where was ...
and who is he...?
" aren't you curious" the man said as he stood
beside me in the bed.
the bed
.. it was stained with blood... my blood.
my breathe hitched.
he was going to punish me, just like the others.
"relax kitten... am not going to punish you " he said and my eyes widened.
I stared at his shock written on my face. ow
does he know what I am thinking.
"I guess you don't know me" he muttered and I furrowed my brows.
does everyone knows him.
omg... if everyone knows him then am not
allowed to see him.
" am not a mind reader.. kitten"
"your emotions are written all over your face."
he stated and I blushed.
who was this man, who made me blush twice,
despite the pain in my face.
"can I ask you a question?" the man ask and I
nodded.
"why were those guards hitting you?" my
breathe hitched at what he asked.
those guards...
did he see them hitting me?
is that why am here, because he rescued me
from their clutches?
I tried to stand up...
I didn't want to talk to him.. he made me
nervous..
he held my hands which were bruised from the
chains that was tied on my hands earlier.
I winced a little, but he didn't let go of my
hands..
what does he want from me..
his green eyes pierced into my, grey ones
I tried to look away from him, he kept on staring
at me like he's trying to read my mind,
trying to read my ..
soul...
"are you a maid?" he asked.
I was not a maid, but I am to my family.
I nodded my head slowly.
he let go of my hands.
"did you steal something?" he asked again and
I gulped.
I did steal something. I haven't eaten, for five
days now and my hunger got the best out of
me. and I got caught while trying to survive
leading me to get punished.
I nodded slowly.
he scoffed.
"you can leave "his tone came out cold and
distant, unlike he talked to me earlier.
I gently stood up but I couldn't.
The doors of the room opened and my brother.
no.. step brother Brian appeared.
"what are you doing in my room?" he yelled
and I flinched.
I was going to be in a lot of trouble now.
Love in the Billionaire's World Ashley Jenkins, a 22-year-old waitress, and Ryder Blackwood, a 28-year-old billionaire, come from different worlds. Despite their social divide, they form a deep connection. As Ryder introduces Ashley to his luxurious lifestyle, she brings out his compassionate side. But can their love overcome their differences and the challenges that come with Ryder's high-society expectations?
Love in the Billionaire's World Ashley Jenkins, a 22-year-old waitress, and Ryder Blackwood, a 28-year-old billionaire, come from different worlds. Despite their social divide, they form a deep connection. As Ryder introduces Ashley to his luxurious lifestyle, she brings out his compassionate side. But can their love overcome their differences and the challenges that come with Ryder's high-society expectations?
sold by her own father to another pack, married to a killer, finding her mate in the wrong place , what will she do when she falls for a killer like him
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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