A vampire always gets what he wants.

A vampire always gets what he wants.

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“I must say, this human has you tightly wound around her finger. Is she…the one?” He said walking towards the desk, a curious look on his face. I’ve known the answer to that question ever since I first caught sight of her. Looking back on that day I couldn’t help but let a small smile curl onto my lips as I replied, “I’ve known it since the day I caught her scent.” Julian clapped his hand onto my back, “Congratulations brother, I didn’t think I would live to see the day that my brother, the most feared man among our race, fall under the spell of a woman, let alone a human female.” Julian said with a smirk. A vicious growl escaped my chest at the hint of becoming weak. “Hey, hey no need to get all cross with me, you knew it was going to happen sooner or later.” I narrowed my eyes in anger, “Just because I’ve found my mate doesn’t mean I’m going to suddenly turn soft. It just means that I’ll be willing to do anything, to please my mate, even kill…
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*Mature Content Warning* I rest both my hands against the table. "I'll go on another date with you, if you tell me one thing about yourself that no one else knows." He's silent for a long moment, pondering my offer. Eventually he quirks his fingers at me. "Lean closer." Bracing myself against the table, I lean over it toward him, noting every detail about his face as I get closer. Every hair, every freckle. His beautiful is unimaginable. His breath warms my skin, dancing over my ear as I dip my head toward him. Will he kiss me, and make good on my sinful thoughts? His voice is like an erotic caress as he murmurs in my ear, "I'm a murderer." *** She cannot escape him. On a blind-date, she unknowingly meets the most dangerous man to exist, and falls into his world of darkness and desire as both his mate, and his worst enemy.

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