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Bound to the vampire I must kill

She was never supposed to love him, he was the one person she despised, but for how long could she deny the flutter and Sparks he made her feel. ******* She is an assassin, the princess of the witches, sent to marry the Vampire King with one purpose—to kill him and secure her clan’s victory in a war that has raged for centuries. He is Rhydian, the brooding king burdened by his father’s bloody legacy, forced into the alliance to protect his people from the looming Dragon Empire. Rhydian distrusts the witches, while Seraphina resents the vampires, but neither is prepared for what fate has in stall. As they face palace intrigues, ancient prophecies, and brewing rebellion, their indifference begins to shift into something neither expected—love, an emotion they both try to deny, but is impossible to ignore. I won't call this an enemies to lovers because she is the only one who hates him, also...this will contain R18 scenes, I'll always highlight that on every chapter so you can skip if you want. A/N: I hope you all will stick with me till the end, feel free to check out my other book, I'm in love with a grim reaper, you might like it, I hope you do. Excerpt; Her fingers brushed against his forehead before he could react, her warm palms cupping both sides of his face as she studied him intently. His breath hitched at the sudden intimacy, his heart giving an involuntary stutter. What the hell was she doing? His gaze traced over her face, mapping every detail—the sharp glint of her violet eyes, the delicate curve of her nose, and her lips... Gods, her lips. Plump, red, slightly parted as she assessed him. He wanted to taste them again, to claim them fully. "Your fever seems to be coming down," she murmured, tilting her head slightly. "My blood really did the trick, I see..." His jaw clenched. Did she have to check his temperature this way? There were plenty of other ways to do it—ones that didn't involve tempting him with that mesmerizing face of hers. She started to pull her hands away, but before she could, he caught her wrist, stopping her. She looked up at him, startled. "If you wanted to check my temperature, you could've done so in a simpler way," he said, his lips curving into a playful grin. He tugged her closer, his grip firm but gentle. "Are you trying to seduce me, Purple?" Her heartbeat stuttered against his chest. He could hear it. Feel it. Then, to his surprise, she didn't pull away. Instead, a slow, wicked smile spread across her lips. She leaned in, her body pressing against his just enough to make his muscles tense. "What if I am?" she whispered, deliberately biting her bottom lip. Rhydian's breath caught. The last of his control snapped. "You asked for it," he growled. In the next second, he crashed his lips against hers. The kiss was deep, desperate, consuming. His hand tangled in her hair, tilting her head to deepen the angle as his tongue swept into her mouth, claiming her fully. She responded instantly, matching his hunger with equal fervor. She wasn't perfect at kissing yet—he could tell she was still learning—but she made up for it with pure intensity, and damn if it didn't make his blood boil. His other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him as his lips moved against hers with feverish need. His tongue tangled with hers, teasing, tasting, drinking her in as if she were the only thing that could satiate him. He bit down softly, drawing a gasp from her, and that little sound sent a violent pulse of arousal straight through him. He was already rock hard, aching with need. He hadn't touched a woman since the marriage arrangement was made. Maybe that was why he was losing control so easily. Or maybe it was just her. Maybe it had always been her.
ELF_QUEEN · 43.6K Views

A love not bound with Red

In the enchanting, bustling city of Westford, where people pass their day thriving for success and wealth, running after their dreams and goals, a 28 years old woman named Jasmine, a hardworking editor for a renowned publishing company, pursues her flexible and peaceful life with a huge secret and burden in her shoulders. A blessing, or a curse she can never share with anyone, an ability that makes her look into facts that no one can assume, or truth that often end up being bitter. From a very young age, she could see the departed soul with lingering attachments in the world, and the red thread of fate that binds two people together. Fate, however, plays a cruel trick on her when she finds out she doesn’t have any sort of thread to her own. Jasmine, a cheerful and friendly person, believes in the power of true love, even more when she sees two people bound to each other, loving each other unconditionally, even if they face an adverse situation. But similarly, she loses hope in people to have pure love, as all she can see is betrayal, and farce, which becomes obvious to her with just those threads. After being betrayed by the very first person she ever loved, she lost all the hope for herself, and fate. Until one day, she met a guy as captivating as the morning sun in the winter. Warm, gentle, with sharp yet kindness to his light brown eyes. As she locked her eyes with those pair of beautiful ones, playfully doing their magic behind his soft, chestnut brown hair, she was forced to admit that there are people like him for whom the word ‘love’ was made. And even though their relationship started as two bickering coworkers nagging at each other at every little thing, the love bloomed in her heart for her favorite author, and the one she was entrusted to take care of professionally, Carter Klein. Once again, she let herself lose in the strength of love, despite knowing she was doomed to be with no one, only to figure out that Carter was in fact, fated with someone else. Someone who he can never get, and someone with whom he can never resolve his feelings. “I should back off, shouldn’t I?” with an aching heart, and teary eyes, she sealed those feelings in her heart forever. But destiny had some other plans, as Carter seemed to notice his editor Jasmine in a different light. She was no longer a mere work partner, but a friend to who he could see himself sharing anything and everything. “If it’s her, then maybe I could dare to walk out of the mud I am stuck in.” Will these two tear apart the firm bond of the thread tangled to Carter’s past? Or Jasmine’s love would weaken itself at the mercy of fate? Join their chaotic journey to find out how the pages of their life unfold. – – – – – – Hey people! NamCandy reporting again, with her third book. Honestly, I had this planned for a long while, even though the main concept of “Red thread of fate” was something totally new for me. Those who know me from my first book, must recognize the male lead already. That’s right, I promised there I’d bring justice to my favorite boy, Carter. So here it is. And if you have been reading my second book, I’m sure the other character ain’t new either hehe. Well then, enjoy their rollercoaster ride!
NamCandy · 9.9K Views

Shadow - Bound Ascension

---WSA ENTRY 2025--- Nox Sillon had lived in a world of power and chaos. Born into an empire where the strong ruled and the weak perished, he never once questioned his reality. The world was as it had always been—a place where magic reigned, wars raged, and only those with ambition could carve their own fate. Nox had no grand lineage, no divine prophecy to guide him. He wasn’t destined for greatness, nor was he some forgotten heir to an ancient legacy. But that never mattered. He didn’t need fate’s blessing—only the strength to take what was his. Through sheer will and ruthless cunning, Nox clawed his way through the ranks, navigating a world where betrayal lurked behind every smile, where strength was the only currency that mattered. But as he ascends, something feels… wrong. Events unfold in ways he cannot explain, as if an unseen force is pulling the strings. Shadows whisper of truths that should not exist. Powerful figures—ones who should have been untouchable—begin to fall as though following a script. And somewhere, in the depths of his mind, a strange thought lingers. A name he has never heard. A presence he cannot grasp. Something—someone—is out there. Watching. Waiting. And for the first time in his life, Nox Sillon begins to wonder—is he truly free, or has his path already been written? No matter the answer, one truth remains. If fate dares to stand in his way… he will tear it apart with his own hands. ——— Spin-Off series of 'The Extra's Transcension' Takes place in the same universe. Will be well thought - out story unlike extra's Transcension. ——— Discord: https://discord.gg/QYyPAxfhGH ——— #WSA2025
NaughtyHunter2 · 10.7K Views
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