The Vampire’s Forbidden Possession
She was meant to be a sacrifice. He made her a queen.
In a future ruled by vampires, humans are no more than slaves and sacrifices—bred, barcoded, and broken.
Each year, the Vampire Lords hold a brutal tradition known as The Offering—where the most beautiful human girls are gifted as blood-brides to the aristocracy. None ever return.
When Aria Vale, a defiant human girl with fire in her eyes and revenge in her heart, is chosen, she expects pain. Death. Or worse.
What she doesn’t expect…
Is for the Vampire King to fall to his knees.
Damon Serath, cold-blooded and cruel, is feared across every vampire kingdom. He drinks only from the vein—never bottled, never mercy. He has destroyed empires and enslaved thousands.
But the moment he sees Aria, something ancient ignites.
She’s rude. Untamed. Furious.
And he wants her.
Keeping a human is forbidden.
Loving one is treason.
But Damon doesn’t care.
He protects her from his court.
Feeds her beside nobles who feast on blood.
Kills anyone who dares look at her wrong.
He would burn the world for her.
Even if she’s only here for one reason…
To kill him.
But as their war of hate turns into a dangerous pull, Aria must ask herself—
Can you destroy a monster who’s willing to die just to keep you breathing?
“You brought a human to the Blood Moon banquet?”
The voice came sharp and silk-smooth. It belonged to Lady Virelle, the High Matron of the Eastern Court, dressed in black stitched with veins of gold. Her mouth was still stained from a recent kill.
“What’s wrong with you, Damon?” she hissed.
Her glowing eyes narrowed on Aria. “She looks too fresh to waste. I could drain her where she stands.”
Aria’s spine locked. Her hands curled into fists.
“She’s with me,” Damon said calmly.
But the air trembled.
Zack, a smirking lord from the Southern House, leaned forward, fangs glinting.
“Then tell us, little human—what do we call you?”
He rose, steps slow, predatory, as he approached her side.
Aria didn’t flinch.
She glared at him like she wanted to slit his throat.
Before Zack could reach her, Damon’s voice sliced through the hall,
“Touch her, Zack—”
His tone dropped to ice.
“—and die.”
Silence.
The music stopped.
Dozens of vampire nobles froze, staring at their king, who now stood at Aria’s side—cold, tall, and impossibly still. His hand rested lightly at her back, claiming her with one small, lethal gesture.
Zack slowly stepped away, his smirk wiped clean.
“She is mine,” Damon said, his voice echoing like thunder.
“And no one touches what belongs to me.”
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