“If you can’t satisfy me with your mouth, then you’ll have to satisfy me some other way.” He ripped off her flimsy clothing and tossed the shredded fabric aside. Visenya panicked as she realized exactly what he was implying. “Let me try again…with my mouth. I think I c...” “Quiet!” His voice echoed off the walls of his bedchamber, silencing her on the spot. This wasn’t the way she had imagined her first time would be. She pictured passionate kisses and gentle caresses from a man who loved and cherished her. Lucian wouldn’t be loving, and he certainly didn’t cherish her either. She had been cursed with a mate who was bent on revenge, wanting nothing more than to watch her suffer. _________________ Ten years had passed since Dragons ruled over the world…since Visenya took her place as Lycan Queen. Vampires were forced into the shadows now that hunting and enslaving humans was punishable by death. The world was finally at peace…until Dragon Lord, Lucian woke from his induced sleep to discover that his entire race had been massacred by Visenya’s father. Visenya is stripped of her kingdom and forced to live out the rest of her days as Lucian’s slave. The cruelest joke of all is, Visenya learns that the mate she has been so faithfully waiting for all these years, is none other than the vengeful Dragon Lord himself. Consumed by their hatred for each other, is it enough to fight the intense mate bond between them? Will Lucian push Visenya to her absolute limit, just to regret it all in the end? -WARNING-This story may contain content that some may find disturbing.
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In the enchanted garden of the Lycan Kingdom, Synora flitted among the vibrant blooms like a playful sprite, her laughter ringing out like tinkling bells. Butterflies, drawn to the riot of colors, fluttered gracefully around her, adding to the serenity of the ethereal atmosphere.Nearby, Visenya’s p
Their lips part, and Lucian leans his head against hers, feeling his manhood already beginning to stiffen again, eager for another round of fervent lovemaking.“That’s probably the servants your mother said she would send over,” Lucian remarks, his voice tinged with reluctance. “Perhaps we should in
As the first rays of the morning sun stream through the window of their bedchamber, Lucian and Visenya found themselves consumed by an insatiable hunger for each other. Entwined in a passionate embrace, their bodies pulsated with desire. Visenya throws her head back, her melodic moans filling the ai
“You must taste the bitterness of their suffering,” Visenya’s voice dripped with a chilling potency. “A torment you and your council ruthlessly unleashed upon them. Let it sear your conscience like a branding iron, let it etch into your soul the pain you inflicted upon the innocents. You will carry
“They did what needed to be done,” she retorts, her voice steady despite the weight of her words. “To prevent you and the council from eradicating another species.”“The mages were evil,” he insists, conviction in his tone. “We couldn’t allow a unification ritual to take place. We couldn’t allow the
Mordecai stirred from his enforced slumber, his senses clouded by a disorienting haze. Clutching his head in agony, he fought to shake off the lingering effects of the gas that had kept him imprisoned. As he struggled to regain his bearings, his gaze fell upon Visenya, standing tall and resolute, a
“So, you’ve come to kill me? Go ahead! I’ve already lost everything that mattered to me in this world,” Mordecai’s voice resonates with bitter resignation.His adversary, her eyes ablaze with unyielding resolve, retorts with a cold fury, “Now you know how it feels. You’ve reveled in others’ sufferin
Caden’s pain was palpable, a raw, seething agony that tore through him, leaving behind a gaping void where his heart once beat. His cries of grief became a haunting melody to Mordecai’s ears, fueling the flames of his cruelty. Mordecai towered over him, casting a dark shadow of impending doom. Desp
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