Haunted
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People often say that life is hard but what they forget is that, it wasn’t made to be easy otherwise what would be the point in living? What would be the purpose of your life? Every hardship a person goes through leaves a mark and it is enough to change that person. I am not the same person I was and nor do I want to be. A few months ago If I was asked who I was I would have said I am Ruby Lorraine‎ an average 16 year old girl but now, now I am Ruby Lorraine‎ a 16 year old girl who is anything but average and I am in control of my body, my choices and my life.
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Book 4 of The Awakening Series The Malicious Vampire King. My Paramour. Marcellus Throne, the now infamous Malicious Vampire King, has been promised to me since the day he took his first breath. Even before then, our fates were written in the marrow of creation. My first vision, the one that burned itself into my memory before I even understood what I was, was of him. It has always been him. His face. His power. His darkness. Until the night he slept with my sister. That single act shattered every prophecy, every divine whisper, every foolish belief I had in fate. The bond that was supposed to unite empires instead became a curse waiting to be cast. And now, centuries later, the bastard decides to host a mockery of love, a televised "quest for his beloved" as if our story were nothing but royal entertainment. So I came to his kingdom, ready to remind him that destiny is not a joke, and neither am I. Ready to curse him for every ounce of arrogance that dripped from his name. Only for him to turn around, before the entire world, and declare that I am his fated beloved and he's right! He's fatally fucked! Ha.

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