His Stolen Heart

Introduction

There was something about her flavor that was different from any others. The taste of her was imminently embedded in his mouth, mind, and manhood.

Slowly the back of his new wife slammed against the wall, savoring deep into her mouth with his fingers curled within her straight blonde locks.

A groan left his lips.

Having to force his heart to accept its destruction. His heart didn't belong to her. No, it didn't. It belonged to someone else actually.

Someone very close to his heart, much so that a day doesn't go by without her projecting into his thoughts. "Vee," he released her lips, locking his gaze with hers as his claw tore vertically through her lingerie shredding her naked in front of him.

His heart pounded with distaste at the slender, light-skinned woman in front of him. A groan left his lips at the bitterness that pumped out of his arteries, a Trueblood.

She was a Trueblood like he was, but he was royalty and she was his concubine. Part of a prince's duties was creating an heir, and that's what his parents had planned out for him tonight. Oh, little did they know that his heart no longer belonged to him.

He threw her effortlessly onto the bed, watching as she smiled seductively at him. Placing the tip of her index finger in between her teeth, which looked purple against her red painted lips, so seductively she would have appeared to any other man that fancied her.

But his heart belonged to someone else, it's not his fault traditions existed. It's not his fault he fell in love with a beautiful black thick-skinned woman. And most of all, it's not his fault he fell head over heels and traded his heart for love.

His gaze fixated on her flat boobs, trailing to her flat stomach then down to her splits. A growl rumbled within him followed by the darkening of his eyes as he jumped on her, with his suit still on she pulled his tie to her, with his canines out and his claws elongated like a crazed man...he couldn't hold the craving his heart desired.

Piercing his canines into her neck, Vee moaned aloud wrapping her legs around his waist, she pulled him to her with both her arms wrapping against his neck. "Yes!" Her toes curled to the back as she felt him rubbing his fingers against her clit.

An heir was all the palace asked for and he'll be free of all duties of making any future heirs if he can just get this right. Knock her up, without killing her. He hated how she smelt.

So soft like the flowers belonging to the meadows, he wanted the wild smell of earth mixed with the morning dew of a fresh forest. He wanted that wild flavor against his lips once more, something that truly belonged to him.

His heart vibrated callously against his rib cage like the beat of the savannah, he was committing an atrocity against his being. Vee, she called herself. The daughter of the chief in command, his father's right-hand man, and part of the reason he been left with no heart at all to fend for his emotions.

What's wrong with falling in love at a young age? What's wrong with feeling the bliss of life and trying to enjoy it to the fullest?

Life was too sorrowful to be called life, everyone believes being a vampire means your emotions are as dead as your facial expressions. But even a dead man needs a reason to live.

He did found that reason, he tied his heart to hers and he never found her again. He asked around for who she was, but all the clan members were useful for was moaning about the new conflict arising between the clan and a neighboring clan plus a need to seize more land. The land they've been seizing since the beginning of time.

But he's wasted way too much time to starting seeking pleasure from the course of his misfortune, he needed to start searching again. He must find her. His stolen heart must be found.

A growl rumbled from within his chest blasting against his teeth as he poured his essence into her, her grip on his neck tightened a little as she felt the cold substance flow into her veins, her eyes bore into nothingness as he rained his venom into her. A true blood venom was by far the most formidable at killing with nothing else of its kind, but a true blood prince is known as the wealth of venom as it starts eating through her veins and arteries the moment it mixed with her blood.

He retracted his canine, glaring into the eyes of his new bride with blood-stained lips as she stared begrudgingly at him. "What did you do," her voice quiver, sounding by far the timidest he has ever heard her speak.

You're not who my heart desires, your father is just a controlling bastard that wants his family's feet planted to my wealth. I tried telling you countless times that I wasn't interested but it seemed all you wanted was the status and not me, I do not desire you Vee and only death can due us apart, so I'm granting your wish. He muttered with the sincerity of a true blood, representing his bloodline like a true prince with no soul. He leaned towards her as he hovered atop her with the wind blowing vividly the satin curtain, blowing clean air towards their direction, he kissed her forehead seeing as she was turning purple from his deceit.

Her eyes came to a close softly, breathing in the scent of her only crush and man she truly desired. Vee tucked at the helm of his shirt, smirking at the course of her life. A beautiful sad end, she's going to die on the same night she got married to the man she wanted and she would die at his hands. I'm sorry for being selfish and not noticing that your heart has been stolen away from me. The prince held his claws to her chest, stabbing his fingers into it as he grabbed her heart, blood stained the side of Vee's lips as he squeezed it out.

Using the tip of his fingernails to cut the threads to her heart, he threw the heart on their honeymoons floor. Standing up on his feet he walked over to the window that stood parallel to their bed, smiling as he stared out into the night sky and the beauty that came with the city light blending over the skyscrapers. He needed to search for his stolen heart, his heart desired it and his will propelled him forward against the glass. Breaking through the skyscraper's window he fell down the sides of the building with his fingernails grazing through the windows, shattering it like the feel of his heart.

He needed to increase his search, he needed to find his stolen heart...and if it means going through everyone he thinks is her then so be it.

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Hey guys, long time no see and a happy new month.

A short chapter for the introduction of a new vampire prince.

I do hope it's not confusing, but you'll understand as you move along.

The actual story will start from chapter 1 🤭, I missed you.

Thank you for deciding to explore book two with me, it means a lot to me.