Take a military father and a carefree mother...you get Zena Weston; a beautiful, don't back down, around the way girl with a heart of gold. Then her heart is put to the test when she falls for Julien Laurent...genius and borderline psycho.

When the world is taken over by the vampire race witches are pushed to near extinction. They are considered a threat to the king's rule and sentenced to death by any creature who happens to come across them. Vada is a witch that has lived in the constant defeat of exposure. When a tragedy strikes her life she is forced to flee her home to survive. She spends years on the run until she runs right into the wrong territory. Alastor is the king of the vampires. Every species ultimately caves to his commands and he has no trouble forcing those who won't. He is cruel and doesn't deal with humans beyond a meal. That is until a red-headed woman seeks shelter in his home. Will he blindly risk his kingdom for an unexpected spark? Or figure out exactly what kind of human she is and end her? ** "What? Too nervous?" He sent a smirk my way, hinting to his previous statement. His comment sparked my stubborn side which only added to my desire. With a small intake of air I sat down on his lap. "No." I met his eyes. My answer was clearly a lie and he knew it. "Really?" He dared. I went to reply but then his hand landed on my neck, cupping it with just enough pressure to probably leave a red mark. It made my stomach clench. I lost all train of thought the second he did it. He hummed at my lack of response. His grip on my neck relaxed slightly but he didn't let go. His eyes dropped to my lips and I remembered what it felt like when he kissed me. They tingled with anticipation. He pulled me down closer to him so that my mouth was nearly on his. "Kiss me." He ordered lowly.

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳. In Gaust, engines run on Noctane...soul-fuel ripped from the dead. Vylet Fordham bleeds something purer. One touch restarts a dying machine. One drop could burn the city to the ground. Black Blood is half man, half machine, feared across the undercity. He doesn't save people. He doesn't care. But her fire lit his veins. Now she runs, and he follows. She hates him. He won't let her go. But now, every killer in Gaust wants the girl who bleeds fire. 𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

Caught between life and death, a ghost must uncover the truth of his death while falling for a living girl.

"So you just wanna fuck me forever, and that's it, huh?" "I ain't say-" He sucked his teeth. "We already talked about this shit, Z." "Nah." She chuckled dryly. "You just keep shutting me out." "Why you doin' this to me, Ma?" He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Hm? Why you tryna fuck everything up?" • • • • • • 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌, 𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 💌👻 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝟷 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

There's always a hand in the darkness, don't grab it.

mal·e·dic·tion /ˌmaləˈdikSHən/ a magical word or phrase uttered with the intention of bringing about evil or destruction; a curse.

❝YOU AS REAL AS THEY COME, BUT YOU WOULD RATHER BE ON THEM DRUGS.❞ 2/1/20 - 1/28/21.

The heavy smell of cigarette smoke couldn't even mask the metallic smell of aged blood beneath the floor boards. These were dangerous men. Boys with knives and painted skin.. ~ We laid in the darkened room letting the comfortable silence cover us. His tattooed hand lightly stroked the moist skin of my arm. Yuji was beautiful.. "I'm going to hell..." He said nonchalantly. My eyes danced along his strong jawline and shoulder length, tapered hair. Currents of silky, onyx hair. "I've touched such a pure soul with unclean hands..." He sat up, climbed to his feet and grabbed his silk robe from the door, concealing the Oni and blossoms that adorned his back. [Completed 02/27/20] *************************************************** Warning: This book is rated M for mature. This novel will include sexual situations, violence, and crude language. Let's try to be adults about this. If I catch you copying my book, I'll sue.

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