Blood Tears
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Azure is an exiled vampyr, bred and raised to rule the Seven Temples. At seventeen, he was cast out of his House for using dark magic, nearly exposing the carefully locked truth to the world - the "holy" vampyrs were the worst demons of all. Lynx was a Prince of Fey, an illegitimate and unwanted son of the High King kept alive only for his unrivaled powers of shapeshifting. During a bloody coup headed by the Seelie, he slaughters his father and is forced to flee, leaving all of Faerieland to burn in his wake. Celeste barely remembers her past. The last Duchess of Raet, an island-nation renowned and feared for its knowledge and vast army of human weapons, she is lost and alone after her home is destroyed in the crossfire of the great war between the Temple of Stars and Sucheon Empire. Years later, Azure kills for the mysterious Soul King, a fey exiled to the northern lands of Myr long ago who rules a kingdom of monsters and sinners, hoping to one day amass enough power to fell the Blood-Fang Mountains and finally defeat those who destroyed his life. Lynx finds himself under the protection of the same dark lord, now a brilliant, broken scholar and envoy for his Court. He cares for no one and nothing but the strange blue-haired assassin who moved with the grace of a demon but wielded the power of the sun. Celeste provides this ruler in the north with invaluable information on the experiments of Raet scholars, seeking to recreate the unnatural warriors that once belonged to her ancestors. Her lifeless, unfeeling existence finds itself one day ripped apart by Azure, the vampyr lord who brings her living men to use in her studies, and the unpredictable fallen fey prince who seemed to be always with him. And together, they will make all the land weep bitter tears of cold blood. [Uh. Short story I promised my friend I would write about a couple OCs they created while procrastinating during math class. I have no idea what I'm doing. Please send help.)]
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Nova disguise as a boy to enter the military school. If she is discovered as a girl, she will be kicked out. She is desperate to hide from trackers who have been following her for a dozen years. No one would think to look for her in an all-male military school. She hides among werewolves and is one of the very few nonshifters at the school. She catches the new instructor's curiosity, and her identity is threatened. He claims to be her mate, but she knows that her kind don't have a mate and desperately tries to avoid him. If he stumbles upon her true identity, she is screwed. "What are you doing?!" growls his highness, ripping the knife from my hands. It tingles as his fingers close around my wrist. Fresh blood flows from the wound, turning his hands red. Deep throaty sounds, rumbling in his chest. "You hurt yourself," he says softly, pain evident in his voice. I look up and frown. "It's just a small cut," I reply, annoyed. None of the other cadets get this kind of attention. Besides, we have to learn this to pass the exam. "Shhh, it's going to be okay," he says, pressing me close. My whole side explodes with sparks. It tickles me. "You have to stop hurt yourself. Why are you even here? How am I going to protect you here?" he asks angrily. "I don't need your protection!" I shout, pushing him away. I get an angry growl back. Quickly I grab another knife and throws it over my shoulder, hitting bulls' eye. He glares at me, and the room has gone completely silent. That's when I discover that I may have gone too far with the insanely possessive highness, even though I'm grateful for the extra lessons he gives me. Then suddenly everyone hurries out of the training area. Leaving me alone with the growling, red eyed alpha. ON HOLD *This book contains graphic depictions of violence, sexuality, strong language, and other mature themes.* English is not my first language. Grammatical errors may occur.

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