In a world where dark shadows lurk and truths are hidden. What happens when innocent university student Anastasia bumps into the next king of vampires Riccardo ,Will they fall in love ? or will it end in tragedy ?,will he heal her scars ?
I miss him its been a week and nothing everything is such a mess I've been doing my research and I found out vampires It was an eternal tie, sealed by fate, deeper than love, stronger than death.
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Riccardo hadn't lied. She was his, and he was hers—in a way that transcended everything she had ever known.
She could still recall the night he first mentioned it, his dark eyes searching hers with a gravity that both scared and excited her. "Anastasia," he had whispered, "you are my mate. My forever." At the time, it had sounded romantic, like something out of a novel. But now, with the knowledge of what that truly meant, it felt overwhelming. Being bound to a vampire wasn't just a promise of love. It was eternal. Immortal. Unbreakable.
Anastasia stared at her phone, the silence stretching between her and Riccardo becoming unbearable. Every second that ticked by felt like an eternity. She had spent days waiting for him to reach out, questioning everything about their bond, their future, and what it meant to be bound to someone like him—someone immortal.
But now, with the message she held in her trembling hands, the world she thought she understood was falling apart.
Hey, bellissima. I'm so sorry... I have to marry the werewolf princess. If I don't, my kingdom, my people, will be plunged into war. I pray you wait for me, my bellissima.
The words hit her like a punch to the chest. Her vision blurred, her heart pounding as the world around her spun out of control. He had to marry... someone else? And not just anyone—the werewolf princess.
She read the message again, disbelief washing over her. Riccardo, the one who had bound himself to her with an eternal, unbreakable connection, was going to marry another. The weight of those words settled heavily over her heart, the bond between them suddenly feeling more like a curse than a gift.
She sat down on the edge of her bed, her mind racing. War? The world of vampires and werewolves was more complicated than she ever could have imagined, but she had never considered how deeply Riccardo was entwined in its politics. It was easy to forget that he wasn't just some ancient being who had wandered into her life—he was a prince, a leader of his people, and they depended on him.
Her phone buzzed again. She hesitated before looking at the screen, fearing what else he might say.
I will come back for you. I swear. You are my true mate, Anastasia. I will find a way. Please... wait for me.
Anastasia's heart shattered. His true mate. Bound by blood and destiny. But now, that bond meant nothing in the face of duty. Could she really wait for him, knowing he would be bound to someone else, even if only by duty? Would that change the connection between them?
Her chest tightened with the thought of Riccardo with the werewolf princess—someone else standing by his side, someone else taking her place. The bond between them tugged painfully, reminding her of what she was losing. She felt his pain too, his sorrow echoing through the connection they shared, but it wasn't enough to soothe her own heartache.
