18+ rated 
Steamy, dark content.

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“Do you remember why I let you live 8 years ago, little one?” Vale asked, a degrading smirk tugging his full gorgeous lips as he unhurriedly dragged a talon across my left boob and halted at the perfect spot on my neck where he could easily dig his fangs and end my life like he did my brothers. 
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She was meant to be his blood slave.
But she was claimed long before he could mark her.
Nyx Vespera, the last of a slaughtered bloodline, is untouchable. Her blood is laced with a toxic magic that’s lethal to most vampires. But for the most powerful among them, her blood is a seduction they can’t resist. 
Vale Orun Nömad, the notorious Vampire King, believed he could make Nyx his willing blood slave. But when he tasted her blood, he found himself ensnared. He was unable to resist the pull of her intoxicating power and their sizzling attraction. 
Hawke Dubel, Vale’s most trusted subordinate, has always been by his side. But Nyx’s blood has a different effect on him. It makes him crave her not just for her blood, but for the power to own her. 
Then, there’s the third man. A ghost from her past. Nyx’s first love, a vampire hunter whom she believed dead, now haunts her every step, demanding she submit to him once again. 
What happens when a failed ritual forces her into the arms of three powerful, dangerous men? What will she do when the pull of desire is too great to resist, and her body betrays her every time they touch?
Can she escape the chains of passion they’ve wrapped around her, or will she surrender to the intoxicating desires that threaten to consume her and them completely?


Chosen by the Vampires

Vale’s rage

My throat dried up, and I could feel heat crawling under my collar. There was something maddeningly attractive about the way she walked in like she didn’t belong and didn’t give a fuck. It wasn’t confidence. It was defiance. And it hit me hard.
My jaw hardened as my eyes continued to raked over he...

My throat dried up, and I could feel heat crawling under my collar. There was something maddeningly attractive about the way she walked in like she didn’t belong and didn’t give a fuck. It wasn’t confidence. It was defiance. And it hit me hard. 

My jaw hardened as my eyes continued to raked over he...

His Delilah

Last Vespera

Own it

The Onset of Dark Desire

His pet

BDSM Contract

The Ghost

The empire of endless night

Shopping for sex toys with The Ghost

Pre-destined Pleasure

Signing the BDSM contract

No shame, no guilt

Can’t resist 

Seeking answers 

Arriving in Virginia

Nömad Ball

“You’re now mine to torture, pleasure, and treasure.”

Back in New Orleans

“Do you still want to kill me, little killer”

Fervent Obsession

Turning Point

“My Fucking Dirty Whore”

Intermission