Paranormal Love

Paranormal Love

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WpMetadataNoticeNaposledy publikováno pát, srp 18, 2023
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It was mid September, all the birds were chirping and the wind was slightly blowing. Steam floats ahead and surrounds the atmosphere with hydroponic gas that could evaporate our entire world at any given moment. The government says it's okay though. That everything is going how everything should go. The people around me think otherwise. . . Me? . . . What do I think? . . . Well honestly being who I am. . . I do t really have a say. I'm the son of the two most important people in the world. My mother, Jasmine lynch, the worlds chancellor. I don't think I'll ever understand how a female got that position but I think it took some persuasion from my father, Trevor Lynch, the president. > I've never been good at school, but my world has been turned upside down since the death of my sister. One of four, plus one brother. We all have one thing in common, our last names. All of us are extremely different no matter how hard we try to like each other it just never works.
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Připoj se k největší komunitě vypravěčůZískej personalizovaná doporučení příběhů, ukládej si oblíbené do své knihovny a komentováním i hlasováním buduj komunitu.
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Book 4 of The Awakening Series The Malicious Vampire King. My Paramour. Marcellus Throne, the now infamous Malicious Vampire King, has been promised to me since the day he took his first breath. Even before then, our fates were written in the marrow of creation. My first vision, the one that burned itself into my memory before I even understood what I was, was of him. It has always been him. His face. His power. His darkness. Until the night he slept with my sister. That single act shattered every prophecy, every divine whisper, every foolish belief I had in fate. The bond that was supposed to unite empires instead became a curse waiting to be cast. And now, centuries later, the bastard decides to host a mockery of love, a televised "quest for his beloved" as if our story were nothing but royal entertainment. So I came to his kingdom, ready to remind him that destiny is not a joke, and neither am I. Ready to curse him for every ounce of arrogance that dripped from his name. Only for him to turn around, before the entire world, and declare that I am his fated beloved and he's right! He's fatally fucked! Ha.

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