The Blood Queens Lovers

The Blood Queens Lovers

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In the shadowed halls of Victorian Europe, whispers tell of a woman more beautiful-and more dangerous-than any mortal. She is the Blood Queen, an immortal vampire whose crimson gaze can ensnare a soul as easily as her fangs pierce a throat. But she is never alone. Three men, bound to her by love, lust, and blood, worship at her feet and burn in her embrace: one kneels in reverent devotion, one surrenders in reckless passion, and one claims her with jealous possession. Together, they form a dark court of desire where power, loyalty, and temptation collide. #1 in MxFxM 8/2/2025 #10 in MxMxMxF 8/31/2025 #24 in Dark Academia 8/31/2025 #12 in Worship 8/31/2025
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Trailer: https://tinyurl.com/bleeding-love ---------------- I felt him step closer to me, both hands holding my arms. Viktor was a gentleman, he was not going to do more, nor did I know if I wanted more, but I leaned into him and pressed my face to his chest. The hard, firm wall of him welcomed me, and I couldn't help sob. "I keep feeling like I will never be whole... I will never be sane..." His grip grew tighter on my arms, my hands rested on his chest as I looked up. His eyes held storms, and I was caught in the middle of them. "I am sorry," I whispered. "I don't want to look so weak..." There were no more words left for me to say, his lips found mine, and I melted into his cold embrace. His tongue met mine and I moaned as his hands slid down from my waist to my lower body. My robe fell, and I lifted my hands to wrap around his neck, pulling his face to me as he sank his fingers into my flesh, and I felt him lift me in a swift move, taking me to the bed. - Viktor Volkov never thought his short visit to the US would take more than three days, but after finding a woman who had lost her memories, he couldn't help feeling drawn to her in ways he had not felt for over centuries. Dawn woke up from a nightmare into another one. She had lost all her memories, and she didn't know who to trust. But the man who had his cold eyes on her seemed to be the only one who made her feel alive.

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