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Crimson Nights: Erotic Vampire Stories
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Ongoing, First published Sep 03
Mature
Surrender to the night-where pleasure is eternal and every kiss could be your last. "Crimson Nights: Erotic Vampire Stories" plunges you into a world where wickedly beautiful immortals prowl the darkness, seducing their prey with intoxicating power and insatiable hunger.

Behind every shadow is a secret craving, every caress a dangerous game. In these pages, vampires entwine with mortals in midnight affairs that blur the line between pain and ecstasy, dominance and surrender. From feverish encounters in candlelit crypts to illicit liaisons in glittering penthouse suites, these stories pulse with raw desire and unrestrained passion.

Give in to your darkest fantasies-these vampires are here to take more than just your blood.
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The Roseblood Clan. Three thousand years worth of magic cursing through their people's blood. Long before the Bennetts, before the Travellers, The Other Side and the Ancestors, there had been the Roseblood clan. Witches forged from the dying breath of a dragon in the centre of Scotland. The blood of the dragon was the legacy of their people. Yet, stories and history could be twisted by the victors of the many battles that had plagued the clan. A war between kin had destroyed the legacy of the Roseblood Clan. After a thousand years, their rule of magic had come to a halt. For over two thousand years, a story had been spun. The story of the evil siphoner. The abomination that had ruined their line. Yet, the truth loomed, threatening to reveal the true reason as to why siphoners existed. What their true purpose was. Were they abominations, the bastards of the magical world or were they meant to take power from those undeserving to ensure it was not misused? Only the victor of the battle gets to tell the tale. Athena Flora Roseblood was far from a victor. Being a firstborn Roseblood had cursed her like many others before her. Firstborn women in their line were not meant to meet their first breath of air, they were destined to die, to be sacrificed within the womb to help empower their coven, yet for the first time in two thousand years, a firstborn woman had come screaming into the world. Athena was never been meant to be born. Her blood haunted her from the second she took her first breath, her house divided thanks to thousands of years of lies. Lies that may never come to the light of day. Fear was a powerful totem and after two thousand years of lies, it left Athena trapped within the cage created for her. The abomination, the bastard of nature, the Roseblood Siphoner. Nothing to the world but a mistake and a monster.
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In the legends of Volterra, it is whispered about a maiden, beautiful as the moon itself, imprisoned in the stone walls of the castle. Some say that she is a ghost of the past, others that she is a prisoner who cannot cross the threshold. Some call it a symbol, others a jewel, but no one knows its true history. but she remembers everything. Cornelia once lived in another world where the Volturi were just lines from a book and stills from a movie. But one day reality was distorted - and she woke up in their castle. Her days merged into an endless stream: gold, silk, smiles that could not be refused, and fear from which there was nowhere to escape. She was given everything except one thing-freedom. She wasn't a prisoner, but she wasn't in control of her fate either. Her name was pronounced with reverence and envy. It was said that her smile could warm even a stone heart, but she herself had long forgotten what it meant to smile. In truth, her life doesn't belong to her. The story that begins here is not about freedom or power. It's about how a fragile soul trapped among the immortals will one day encounter things that those who live in the shadows shouldn't know about.