Trapped between two Kings.
He's fire—brimming,burning fire. The highly esteemed werewolf prince, respected and feared. His eyes burns with raw wolf energy, unparalleled and unsurpassed. At twenty three, he is yet to find his mate or meet the one who will make his pulse quicken and heartbeat go wild. What happens if he (Kyle) ventures into the human world but meets the one ,his moonlight mate but........she is much more than he ever imagined. He struggles between his love for her and the hurt of the past. And to win her love might cost him his life.
He's ice, cold, calculating, unrivalled. Years can't age him, centuries pass like days to him. He is the vampire King, Lucien Dracula. Over centuries old but his hypnotizing features doesn't age a day. In search of the one who got his heart thumping and pounding again. He can only love one and love once, his blood mate. The idea of love is gibberish to him but life plays a trick on him, because when he finally finds her, he has to win not only her love but her trust. A trust he had once overlooked but now his life hangs on it.
She is fire and ice. Carefree, easygoing, subtly fragile but action packed. With a beauty that rivals that of the goddess of beauty. Her smile like time and words like sweetened honey. She has a loving father, mischievous sister and protective best friend and last year in college. Her life is picture perfect, the best there could ever be. But in moments her picture perfect life all seems to be a lie. The truth of the past unfolds, her late mother's death and who she really is. Is she really human or a creature that was never supposed to exist. A King and an Alpha are after her right when her life was a mess and unfigured. Faced with enemies pretending to be friends and betrayals around. Raven must choose either fire or ice.
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Teaser scene.
His lips moved against hers—slow, deliberate, but full of unspoken promises. Then, abruptly, he pulled away. Gazing into her brilliant blue eyes as he traced a finger gently down her chin.
"What are you doing?" Raven asked, her voice soft and uncertain.
"Claiming you"
"Why?"
"Because you are meant for me."
"But what we have is forbidden...unheard of."
"Raven, you are mine" he whispered. But as his lips brushed against her skin, a chilling voice echoed from the shadows.
"No! She belongs to me"