The Silver Vampire

The Silver Vampire

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An illustrious, ruthless and charismatic black market arms dealer named Lorenzo Santín meets an alluring and seductive woman on a faithful night, who was about to change his life forever. Now a caterer to the forces of darkness and man, Lorenzo struggles with his new found bloodlust and has a burning desire to ascend to the highest rank in the vampiric mafia to rule over all vampirekind along with the alluring Esperanza. Follow the exciting adventures of these two vampiric Bonnie and Clyde as they navigate through this dangerous crime ridden world where man and vampire coexist. As their lust for blood,power and sex deepens, so does their romance. 'The Silver Vampire' offers an unique take on the world of vampires and mixes it with crime,drama and intense romance.
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College? No, this was paradise. Three years filled with partying, not so secret underground drug-deals, and hot-headed men sliding into beds like snakes with no self-control. Things were different now. I wasn't that perfect, frill-wearing angel Mama thought would walk into the house ring-beared. So many things had changed, except for one. Him. He was a disease, one I couldn't get rid of no matter how hard I tried. Everytime he's near, I feel myself turn into something I've never seen before. Like there's something under my skin only he is capable of bringing out. He's manipulative, twisted, and completely wrong in every way. I hate him. Yet every night, from miles away, I find him in my dreams. Mikhail Volkov Fuck the patriarchy. Better yet, fuck everything and everyone. It was a game of cat and mouse, me chasing victories every single day. The Bratva's constant want for war was what kept the fuel in my blood, burning up into flames whenever my knuckles made contact with another opponent. In the end, I'm always the one left standing. This fire in my bones, I feel it burst into flames while every dark memory, thought and desire runs into my fists. So many medals, but only the people around me could see them. The real battle was against my head. And maybe, just maybe, I was afraid to admit that I had no chance in winning it. She makes it harder. An angel with wings to everyone else, yet a master at unveiling those devil's horns only when I'm near. There's this darkness, this fire, in the both of us. The only difference is, she's better at hiding it. She was gone, far away, yet there was this tether dowsed in fuel connecting us, one that only lit up when she came back. Every time she's near, I feel the limits surrounding my wrath being tested. Then again, rules are only made to be broken, right? Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

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