Siren's blood

He had lived his life in agony and fear, a vampire who had a target on his back from birth all because of a title. The crown prince, son to the vampire king and his late queen, he had lived to be a ruthless man because of this cruel world, he was not born a man he is. Dean Stoker, the crown prince, the man known for his temper and cruel nature. Though his little half-brother and stepmother had always been the source of his problems all the time, this time he had an even bigger problem, his mate. He had wished to never find a mate in his life, but fate seem to want to turn him into an even more vile man that he already is. In the back of his neck lay his biggest problem yet, the mark that keeps growing, the mark that ignites pain every morning, those blue scales. "Your majesty, a ship was spotted in the harbor, it must be the second prince again." His friend and partner Holden chimes, though it did not stop the mark from furiously soring it made him focus on his other problem. "He is

Though she was still confident, she had a hint of fear, enough for her to avoid the queen’s gaze. “What do you want Briar?” Penelope asks angrily, she had lived peaceful after that fateful day, and now this woman threatens her. “I want my daughter as the next queen, I do not know how her majesty would do it, but I believe you are capable.” She Briar Arnold answers confidently, she and Penelope were on the same boat, they were two greedy women who would do anything for power, and she need not to be embarrassed about her greediness as she felt Penelope was the greediest. “How bold of you to claim to kill the previous queen without a single hint of remorse.” “But her majesty killed her only friend for a throne.” Briar speaks, “does she has the right to act nobler than me? We are both wicked women and have no right to act higher than thee.” Penelope had busted into a laughter at Briar’s words, her confidence seems to amaze her, she had always known Briar Arnold to be a dumb woman ev

“What the hell is that Arnoux?” Dean yells angrily. “My mate marks.” Arnoux sighs buttoning his shirt, “well that is what the warlock told me at least.” “But you found your mate already, that is why you became alpha of the pack.” Dean said. “No, my father had already made a plan on how he was going to fool everyone into thinking I am already mated.” Arnoux says, “glad it worked, anyway tell me where you found your mate and help me find mine.” “Are out of your mind do you know what can happen to you if they find out?” Dean speaks angrily, though he and Arnoux did not get along he still cared for him, well a little bit. “Relax there, you found your mate, what is stopping me from doing so?” Arnoux says nonchalantly, “I am here to get help not get scolded.” Though Holden was heavily hurt by this new development he was still happy to see the two friends care for each other. “I don’t even know who my mate is Arnoux, I don’t know where I met her.” Dean shouts, he was angry, angry at Ar

Holden had liked Anne for a long time, well since they met when they were just 12 years old, but he had already known she was too obsessed with Dean to give him the time he needed.He had given up long ago that she will never be his, but look how cruel fate is, he is now stuck with some dumb mate bond that linked him to the woman who will never love nor respect him.“Ah……” Holden screams as loud as he can, not with anger but with sadness, he is going to have to wake up early next morning and work with the very man that keeps his mate’s heart.The next morning, he had woken up rather late, later than Dean who had knocked at his door when he woke up.“Good morning your majesty.” Holden says softly.“What happened?” Dean asks, “you have been sulking since our last hunt.”“I… well… It is nothing, I am just not having a good day that is all.”He knew Dean suspected something, after all they had been friends long enough for them to know when the other was not having a good day.“Good mornin

She stops the trident just close enough to draw blood, his hands still intact but his prides shattered as he screamed so loud that he surrendered with fear and tears on his face. “Ha-ha-ha-ha, oh, you are so gullible, are sure you are a siren?” Avisa laughs mockingly she always wanted to make Aran cry, “don’t forget to worship that girl over there” she says pointing at laughing Ophelia. “Avisa Photim, my office now” the king roars even with her wining, she needed not toy with the poor guy’s feelings. The coliseum was still quiet in shock of how easy it was to defeat their strongest warrior. “Got ME in trouble yet again, ugh, I should just finish you off” she says making him flinch before walking away laughing, Ophelia strides behind her happily. Avisa had been scolded for being too insensitive, well at least that is what her father said, he himself is an insensitive piece of crap, so it took her by surprise why this kettle is calling the pot black, all in all she was grounded. “L