* 'I-I am sorry your highness I touched ...!' She was trying to apologize, but she fell silent as she could not utter with her mouth that she accidentally touched his lips. 'But I am not sorry!' He said calmly looking straight at her. What was she supposed to say after hearing his words? 'I did not mean to touch your highness's ...' she said with great difficulty. 'That was not a touch.' He said not permitting her to brush it off as an accident, even though it clearly was. 'It was a kiss.' He said with a hoarse determined voice. She widened her eyes, as her face flushed even more than it did when she realized what she had done. He dared to say the word she avoided. 'That was not! I...' she tried to refute. 'What is a kiss Celia?' She could not answer. How could she say the definition of a kiss with her own mouth, it would only confirm his words. * 'It was an accident. I am truly sorry, I did not mean any discourtesy towards your highness. If I can make up for my error somehow?' She quickly said. She did not know of his personal life, as he had a tight security around him and nobody knew much of the king outside official visits and business. He must have felt insulted. 'Please don't call it an accident. For a first kiss of a person to be called an accident ...' He said again with a dejected tone, but did not continue. It was like he had already gotten his point across. 'Ahhh. I am so sorry! It really was an ...' She wanted to say accident but, because of his pleading she could not actually say it. To have committed the blame of taking the king's first kiss and then not acknowledging it, how would he think of her? At this point she did not even realize that their roles had reversed, or that it was her first kiss also. PS: If you like loyal mates... then please proceed further :D

His breath was hot against her neck and it made her writhe in discomfort, but that discomfort was replaced by the sharpness of his fangs burying themselves into her vein. The shock of agonizing fire streaming into her being made her tear-filled eyes widen. You may now bite the bride. After being unable to afford to care for her ill mother, nineteen-year-old Ophelia is forced to take matters into her own hands and become the bride of a vampire. A Blood Bride. She isn't given much information aside from the fact that she will receive a large sum of money if she marries the vampire of Cross Manor. Upon arriving at the manor, she expects to be nothing more than the vampire's meal and play toy, only to find that her presence is needed for far more than a simple blood bag. A vampiric war is on the horizon and Jon Cross is in need of a Warrior to fight alongside him. This Warrior, however, won't be a trained knight, rather, it will be his newly made bride, Ophelia Cross. [Blood Series] Highest Rank in Vampire: #4

-I was about to jump off off the cliff when I heard the most alluring voice, but just when I was about to turn. I slipped off.- For Sophia life was never easy. She was struggling with depression, and had no one to look after her. She never had anyone until the day William stops her from making the worst mistake of her life. William thought he had it all. He had the looks and charm but all of that came with the pleasure of being a vampire. He just never thought he would find his beloved after one thousand years of looking, but when he sees a young girl about to jump, he knew from that moment on life meant nothing if it wasn't with her.