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Claimed by the vampire prince

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.
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Fated To Reject You: A Deal With The Devil

She was his dead brother's mate. By tradition, she now belonged to him. It was an arranged marriage neither of them wanted. All she had to do was be his breeder, part her legs and bear him sons. But Prince Ruin was cruel. And every day was a rejection from Ruin, a constant humiliation ritual to remind her once more that she was nothing but a warm c*nt and a womb to bear his children. One day, after a betrayal too jarring to bear, Guinevere Laurent is reborn and decides she'd had enough. She abandoned her duties as Princess and fled from her mad groom under a different identity, with a secret she hoped no one else would discover. Only to get run over by a popular billionaire Alpha, Draven, who had been in town for a visit. Five years later, Guinevere is a stable business owner and engaged to Alpha Draven who treats her like she is his world. But Ruin won't have it that his bride got away from him. When he finally finds Guinevere after five long years of searching, it is at the wedding altar, about to be bound to another man, and with a little boy with fangs, calling her "Mom." And Ruin does the only thing that seems right in his books. He abducts his runaway breeder from her wedding. "Forgive me, Vi," he says. I tilt my head. "Get on your knees." He sinks to his knees, gazing up at me with hooded eyes as I strut over to where he kneels. I delve my fingers into his hair and push him down to my heels. "Kiss my feet." His head lowers, but instead, he grips my calves and brings his lips between my legs. "How about I kiss you here instead?" His mouth brushes against my heat. "Will you forgive me then?" Warning: The male lead is both the villain and the hero. There will be other men you ship with the female lead out of fear for her life and mental health. But Ruin is a constant you must get used to. Because he's always there. Ruin is essential in the way Chaos is, and if there is one thing I promise you, it is that you will come to crave him, too. Because normal is boring. This is a dark, erotic romance. Open it at your own risk. Don't say I didn't warn you. Now that you've decided to ignore my warning, please, by all means, enjoy.
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