Warning: this book contains explicit content and graphical descriptions. Some words might be defaming but they are entirely fictional. I'll put a disclaimer on any chapter that's 18+ and note that every part of this novel is entirely fictional and will be a coincidence with anyone's.
"You're petite, feeble, and gay. All shades of wrong, and I'll crush you, Rhett." His tone is vile.
"Your boner says otherwise, King Kael. I'm a chick with sharp features, full pink lips, sexy, snatched body, small waist, and I'm that dude you want riding you to cloud nine all night!" I didn't stop there. I added. "I'm that proud gay man you're too ashamed to become, and I see how you want to rip through my clothes and fuck me, but guess what? I'll never allow your homophobic ass."
He was once a slave without voice or freedom, raped by his master. As if that trauma wasn't enough, he was turned into a vampire by a monster.
For seven years, he resisted the transition and abstained from blood until his sister was murdered by witches.
All hell broke loose, he drank her blood to take back revenge but the darkness overcame him. His tyranny birthed the Fifth Throne where he ruled with bloodlust and spite... but when a tech-nerd, proud gay man stumbles into his world, an obsession arises.
Rhett is everything he despises: unapologetic, troublesome, and accepting of his sexuality. However, when Rhett's life is entangled in a supernatural war between vampires, witches, and hunters, the Vampire King must protect him.
But how does one love a man who claims he doesn't love men? Who would rather kill you than kiss you? And what happens when that man starts craving your touch more than blood?
In a world full of monsters, such bond doesn't go without spiralling a brutal war.
~Genre Tags~
MxM Romance, Dark Fantasy, Enemies to Lovers, Supernatural Politics, Vampire x Human, Slow Burn, Found Family, Healing from Trauma, LGBTQ+, Witchcraft
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.