REJECTING THE VAMPIRE PRINCE

Two Omega's. Two vampire princes. One night that changes everything. When Eleanor Moreno and Ava Griffin are invited to a royal ball hosted by the Nightshade Clan, they expect nothing more than a show of power. But the truth gets darker. The ball is a choosing, and by dawn, both girls will be claimed. Eleanor walks into the castle with fire in her heart. The vampires destroyed her family, and she'll never forget it. Then she meets Prince Jaxon, the arrogant heir who seems to enjoy getting under her skin. His smirk makes her furious, but the pull between them is undeniable and impossible to ignore. Ava enters the same ballroom with shaking hands and hopeful eyes. When Prince Axel asks her to dance, his warmth disarms her. For a moment, she almost believes she's safe. But even gentle hands can hide sharp claws. By the end of the night, both girls are bound to the clan. Eleanor will fight to escape. Ava will try to survive. But neither of them knows that the real nightmare hasn't even begun yet.

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Chapter 3

AVA'S POV

"Hey, what the hell are you..."

Immediately he raised a hand to my lips and forced me to keep quiet.

We walked through the crowd with ease; they all moved aside and bowed their heads in respect. As soon as we were out of the ballroom and in a less crowded hallway, he wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Close your eyes," he mumbled, his gaze roaming the hallway as he ducked his head every few seconds.

"Why?" I asked with furrowed brows.

"Just trust me."

I gave him a stern look. There was still a nagging voice in the back of my head telling me; screaming at me not to trust him, not to go with him, but I was too relaxed to bother thinking about why. My eyelids fell shut. Axel's grip tightened, and there was a gust of wind. Then it was quiet.

The music that had once been so loud that my eardrums felt like they were about to burst was now faint and soft. It wasn't stuffy anymore with the smell of alcohol all around me. I opened my eyes and felt my lips part in surprise.

We were standing on a balcony that overlooked the lake. Even in the dark, it was a sight to behold.

The surface of the lake reflected the stars in the sky, as well as the lights from the mansion, making it a shining wonder.

Despite the glowing surface, it still had a certain depth to it that made it even more beautiful.

"Wow," I breathed.

"Wow," Axel mimicked, but something about the way he said it made me think we weren't talking about the same thing.

I felt my face heat, and I was thankful for the dim lighting. It was so quiet, so peaceful. The chirping of the crickets was much better than the obnoxious chatter of everyone inside. Parties are really not my thing.

"Why did you bring me here?" I spoke quietly, not wanting to sound confrontational.

He didn't respond for a bit, so I turned to look at him. In the moonlight his features were soft, almost angelic. The gold of his hair, the paleness of his skin, and the brightness of his eyes made him look so innocent.

"You seemed like you could use a minute away from all of that," the prince said finally, dimples on display. I hummed in response.

"So, how did we get here? One minute we were in that hallway and the next..."

"I brought you," he said simply.

"But....." I was interrupted when the door flew open with a loud bang, causing me to nearly jump out of my skin.

"Jaxon..." Axel said exasperatedly, looking over my shoulder. When I turned around, my jaw dropped. Well, figuratively dropped.

The man standing at the door was easily the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes upon, but also the most intimidating.

With his curly black hair, icy blue eyes, and impressive figure, he seemed perfect. The only flaw on his face was his irritated scowl as he pulled a cigarette between his lips.

"Dad is mad at me again," he muttered to Axel, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Jax, I thought you promised you'd behave tonight. What the hell did you do this time?" The blond responded with a frown. Jaxon walked closer to Axel and rolled his eyes.

"Let's just say it involves me and a certain lady from the Bloodworth Clan. I'll spare you the details, brother," he sneered, blowing smoke in Axel's face. Brother?

"Jaxon...you know how much this ball means to mother. She wanted us to............."

But Jaxon wasn't listening. His eyes had travelled to me amid his brother's speaking, and I noticed his gaze roam my body from top to bottom. I felt myself flush deeply.

"And who might this beauty be?" He reached for my hand and lifted it to his lips in a chaste kiss.

Axel glared at him.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm sure she'd be more than happy to please two princes in one night, wouldn't you, angel? Few girls get that honor."

I snatched my hand away from him in disgust and pushed past him, ignoring Axel calling my name.

This was becoming more unbearable. I definitely do not understand how I got into this unholy union with this awful guy. I felt that this was just plain wrong; something was not adding up.

In being captured and taken down here, I was tricked into visiting this mansion.

Everything inside me fought against it, but an external force kept pulling me towards an attraction.

I felt I had lost it at this point and there was no going back for me.

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He drew her before he ever met her. She dreams of him every night... without knowing who he is. Nora is a brilliant editor in a prestigious journalism company - confident, successful... and completely unaware of her past. But night after night, she dreams of a mysterious warrior prince in a realm that feels far too real. When Edward, the enigmatic new CEO of her branch, walks into her life, her world starts to unravel. He's the son of the company's owner, and though they've never met, he's been drawing her face for years. As their connection deepens, strange events begin to blur the line between reality and fantasy. What neither of them knows is that their souls are bound - not just in this life, but in another. In a parallel world, Leela is a fearless warrior and spy, sworn to protect her people. Jing, the prince of a war-torn kingdom, trusts her with his life... but must never love her. Their bond is dangerous. Forbidden. And yet, undeniable. Two women. Two men. Two worlds on the brink of war... and love that defies fate. When destiny calls across dimensions, will they choose duty - or the one their soul remembers?

Action Modern Romance

8.7

Bloodhoundhearts

8.7

Aiden is the Bloodhound the Council's most feared assassin, a vampire prince whose soul has been hollowed out by centuries of shadow and state-sanctioned slaughter. Elena is a Seer of the Vance line a woman of the mountain whose silver flame was meant to heal, not to spark a revolution. When their paths collide in the high spires of a corrupt capital, they don't just find love; they ignite a war that spans from the depths of the Sunken Vaults to the spectral currents of the Forbidden Coast. Now, fleeing the ruins of a broken empire, they carry the ultimate secret: Caelum, a child of the Harmony. Born during a solar eclipse, he is the Third Way a hybrid heir with the power to either unite the warring forces of light and dark or become a beacon of chaos that levels the continent. With the mechanical genius of a mad inventor, the iron will of a blacksmith's son, and the cryptic guidance of a five-hundred-year-old Oracle, Aiden and Elena must protect their son from enemies both ancient and new. From the obsidian breach-engines of the Council to the void-stained magic of Lyra, the first fallen Seer, the hunt is on. In a realm where blood defines destiny, can a monster become a father? Can a healer survive the abyss? And when the choice comes to sacrifice half of his soul, will the Child of the Harmony have the strength to forge a new dawn?

Action Fantasy Vampire

9.1

Every Vow But One

9.1

Leo Vance builds things that last. Bridges. Buildings. A quiet, unspoken life with the woman he loves. What he has never been able to build is the courage to name what they are. On the morning of his wedding to botanical illustrator Elara Ashford, Leo stands in a chapel in a suit he cannot bring himself to fully button, and realizes something that stops him cold - he has already been married to her. Not in any courtroom or ceremony, but in every moment that actually counted. The night she held his hand at his mother's funeral and said nothing, because nothing was the right thing to say. The years they ate ramen so he could chase a dream she believed in before he did. The night she stood in the doorway during their worst fight and looked him in the eye and refused to let him run. He has said I do a thousand times in a thousand unspoken ways. So why does saying it out loud feel like the beginning of the end? What Leo doesn't know is that Elara has been sitting with her own impossible question for three weeks - ever since she found a note in his jacket pocket that made her wonder whether the man she is about to marry proposed because he chose her, or because someone told him he was about to lose her. What neither of them knows is that the woman he was secretly engaged to four years ago just walked into the venue. His best man is in love with his bride. His estranged father is standing outside in a rented suit, unable to go in. And the wedding videographer has been filming everything - with two cameras. By the time the officiant asks who gives this woman, nothing about this wedding will have gone according to the blueprint. But then again, the most important things Leo has ever built never did. Every Vow But One is a lux serialized romance about the terrifying distance between loving someone completely and choosing them on purpose and what it can cost when you finally close the gap.

Action Modern Romance

9.4

MY HIDDEN IDENTITY OF BETRAYAL AND REVENGE

9.4

I used to believe love meant enduring. Staying. Shrinking myself so someone else could grow. I told myself it was worth it-hiding who I was, working jobs I never had to work, pretending my life was smaller than it was. I loved him. I thought that was enough. It wasn't. He chose her. My best friend looked me in the eyes and took everything I had built with him. And I remember standing there, wondering how I could feel so empty when my heart was still beating. For a long time, I blamed myself. For trusting too much. For giving too much. For not being enough. But I'm tired of carrying guilt that was never mine. I am not broken. I was betrayed. And there's a difference. I'm going back-not to beg, not to explain-but to take back the parts of myself I abandoned. My name. My power. My voice. They don't know who I really am, and that might be the only advantage I have left. Then he appears-calm, powerful, watching me like he sees the cracks I try to hide. And suddenly, revenge doesn't feel as simple as it used to. Neither does healing. This is my second chance. Not to love recklessly... but to choose myself, even if it changes everything.

Action Mystery Romance

9.0

Ordered To Serve His Mistress: Heiress's Revenge

9.0

My fiancé sent me a text ordering me to serve his mistress, unaware that the waitress holding the tray was actually the daughter of the man who owned his soul. I was working undercover at his club, playing the role of a poor nobody to test his character before our wedding. But tonight, the test ended in disaster. His mistress, Jaden, walked in and treated me like dirt. When I brought her drink, she slapped the tray, spilling scalding coffee all over my hand. The pain was white-hot. My skin blistered instantly, peeling away in angry red patches. I showed Connor the injury on a video call, expecting protection. Expecting him to be a man. Instead, he looked at my burned hand and then at his investors. Panic filled his eyes. "Fix it, Blake," he roared. "Apologize to her." "She burned me," I said quietly. "I don't care! Kneel if you have to. Kiss her ring. Just make her happy so I can finish this deal!" He told the Principessa of the Shaw crime family to kneel to a woman who meant nothing. He sacrificed his future wife to save face. Something inside me snapped. It wasn't my heart; it was the leash I had placed on myself. "Okay," I whispered. I hung up the phone and dropped it into a pot of boiling pasta water. Then I turned to the Executive Chef, a former hitman who recognized the lethal shift in my eyes. "Lock the doors," I ordered. "And tell my father I'm ready to burn this place to the ground."

Action Mafia Romance

7.6

The Alpha's Desperate Regret

7.6

"A monster like you could never be my Luna." Those words shatter Elara Voss on the night she finally shifts... into the forbidden Shadow Wolf. Rejected by the Alpha King and cast out as a cursed monster, Elara flees into the rogue lands with nothing but humiliation burning in her chest. But when Kairos Blackthorn comes hunting for her, he doesn't find the broken omega he rejected. He finds a queen. In a moment of fury, Elara does the impossible-she marks the Alpha King instead. Now the bond is reversed. The king who rejected her feels every ounce of her pain... her rage... and her growing power. As war brews between brothers and ancient enemies rise from the shadows, Kairos must fight to win back the mate he destroyed before Elara's darkness consumes them all.

Action Romance Werewolf

REJECTING THE VAMPIRE PRINCE

Chapter 3

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