He was meant to die on the altar—naked, bound, sacrificed.
But instead, Arvin caught the eye of a monster in silk and fangs.

Now, he belongs to Prince Lester.
Not by choice. Not by vow. But by blood, contract, and the cruel twist of fate.

In the palace of knives and whispers, Arvin is paraded like a pet, touched like a prize, and watched like prey. But he isn’t meek. He isn’t obedient. If Lester wants a submissive, he’ll have to break him—and Arvin doesn’t break easy.

“Love me or hate me,” Lester murmurs, pressing him down, “either way, I’ll fuck you every night.”

But Arvin won’t be taken without a fight.
Not by a vampire. Not by a prince. Not by the devil himself.

This isn’t a romance. It’s a war of lust and dominance.
And in this castle, the one who kneels… might just survive.

🔞 Blood. Power. Pain.
Let the games begin.



The Vampire's Human Slave

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Riven pov
The weight of silence has actual teeth tonight or maybe it’s fangs.
It bites at my nerves, gnaws at the edge of my temper. Arvin’s been quieter than usual - staring into flames like they owe him answers, while Marrel keeps just enough distance to make his presence unbearable.
And the fo...

Riven pov

The weight of silence has actual teeth tonight or maybe it’s fangs.

It bites at my nerves, gnaws at the edge of my temper. Arvin’s been quieter than usual - staring into flames like they owe him answers, while Marrel keeps just enough distance to make his presence unbearable.

And the fo...

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