"The curse entailed that only the blood that sought yours, can free you of the curse, until then you shall be asleep." Icarus smirked at her words, he knew where this was going as she continued, "Because your blood is-"
"Poisonous and repulsive." She nodded.
"So, it's unbelievable that she was the one whose blood sought yours, a human, but it did, or perhaps it was your blood that sought hers...," she mulled over it. "But it's wrong, against the natural-" she observed his gaze.
Talking about some natural order of the universe was not something that would befit his ears, given that he was the very example of the abomination formed against the natural laws and order of the blood.
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No one knew who he was, or where he came from? But he did, and he conquered all the existing realms, hidden and not so hidden from the human world, and built his kingdom upon the ruins of his enemies.
Yet, he remained a pariah. Always was. Always will be.
He was Icarus. The Monster. The Legend. The Evil. The Pariah.
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Everyone knew her to be a scared little kitten. She looked like one too with her snowy white hair, cerulean blue eyes, and a questionable fate.
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What was supposed to be a ridiculous adventure, suggested by her equally ridiculous brave friend turned her life into a whirlwind of crazy and bloody, when she stumbled and accidentally awakened the sleeping, ravenous, and absolutely psychotic monster, Icarus.
What made her the lucky woman to jostle him out of his centuries of sleep?
As a thanks, she was rewarded with the title of being his most beloved SLAVE.
Dive into their journey as we unravel their ribbons of fate, and immerse ourselves into their complicated relationship.
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This book is a dark fantasy romance novel and Icarus is an original fantasy character that I created. He is not a vampire or a werewolf but something entirely new and interesting.
"Humans. You always have to go sticking your nose where it just doesn't belong. There are repercussions but you silly mortals think everything revolves around you," he cooed in a deep voice. He turned me to face the wall and I felt his warm breath curling on my ear as he buried his nose in my hair.
"Get off me. Let me go, creep," I tried to struggle out of his tight grip. He refused to let me go and let out a dark chuckle, a tight grip on my wrists as he pinned them to the wall by my head.
He took one last deep breath. "You're going to learn not to go sneaking around, love," he smirked deviously. Before I could stop him he bit into the vein in my neck, taking deep gulps of the crimson liquid spilling onto my shoulder and seeping into the fabric of my shirt. I felt myself get dizzy and I curled into the man before falling into a deep sleep.
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Imagine being forced into an entire other world you didn't even know existed. Ella Darling was an ordinary art history major in college until she had pressed the wrong button on an elevator and saw their world. She didn't know what was what nor did she have the time to figure anything out before she was being claimed by the dark vampire, Tom Keifer.
Tom Keifer; recluse, outcast, introvert, billionaire, had been looking for love as long as he could remember. He had it all; every girl wanted him, he was extremely well off from a very successful business, and he had all the power he could ask for. One thing was still missing in his life despite everything he had. He was about to give up on love until he saw her. He smelled the blood running through her veins from a mile away. Knowing a human shouldn't have been where she was he found his way over to her. All he knew was two things: One, she was a mortal. Two: He would stop at absolutely nothing to make her his bound mate.