The smooth fabric caressed her nipples unintentionally hardening them. He raised his brow. 

“Well, that backfired. I was trying to put you in something less distracting, but your body 

doesn’t want to corporate.” She quickly covered her chest, her cheeks flushed.

“W-what do you want?” She said trying her best to sound angry. 

“No…I guess you aren’t, maybe that’s why they selected you to be my wife.” 
 
*** 
Alaric, he is known for his propensity of drinking blood, feeding off sexual energy, and partaking 

in sadistic forms of torture both for sexual gratification and barbaric torment. His very essence is 

a mixture of all things. Angelic, demonic, vampiric…

As a famed novelist, Eva's dark stories are revered around the world. For her however, they serve 

as an escape from her abusive marriage. With writer's block and panic attacks she's unable to 

write anything else. Until she finds a book titled "Something Wicked" with an excerpt about 

someone named Alaric. And a citation that she's the author. She wants Alaric to kill her husband 

in the book.
 (MATURE) (DARK ROMANCE) (VAMPIRIC) *Warning: This story deals with domestic violence and may be triggering to some.*