The Vicious King’s Captive Slave Mate (Emeriel & Aekeira) Book PDF Free

Fingers-rugged, strong, and clearly male-twitching where sharp claws had been just moments earlier. The transformation stopped. As quickly as it had started, the shift reversed. The male hand clenched, skin hardening, and nails grew back into long, black talons once again. AEKEIRA Aekeira awoke the next morning in an unfamiliar environment, her eyes taking in…

“Anyone, even our enemies. The grand king’s mind has been lost for five centuries, replaced by the instincts of a predator. One of the strongest.” “And the rest of us rulers work tirelessly to protect you from the beast. But we cannot always succeed, for the beast is stronger than most of our defenses,” Zaiper…

“Please, say something, Madam Livia,” Emeriel pleaded, her voice tinged with anxiety. The mere thought of becoming someone’s bondmate, especially the beast’s, sent shivers down her spine. The prospect was enough to induce a heart attack. Finally, Madam Livia let out a sigh, leaning against the wall. “I believe you all may be jumping to…

The mere thought of that night or the beast made him feel warm inside. Made him wet. It seemed as though an inexplicable connection had been forged between them while the feral creature ruthlessly plundered his body, and Emeriel wanted more. The very notion was absurd. Horrifying. Utterly dreadful. He hated being taken by the…

Boris quickly followed, stepping into the cramped space and locking the door behind him. The sound made Amie flinch. “Master Boris,” she greeted fearfully. “You do not appear thrilled to see me, little Amie. Come now, untie your garments for me,” Boris smirked. “Do not keep me waiting.” Her throat worked visibly. “But the customer-“…

“Who do you think you are, that you fail to bow to me upon seeing me?” The venomous voice of the aristocrat was filled with anger. “Forgive me, mistress. I did not see you in time due to the clothes on the drying ropes-“ Another slap landed on his cheek. “Excuses hold no weight with…

“That boy is back again,” Emeriel overheard someone mutter. Then, in a louder voice, the male called out, “Come here, slaves.” Emeriel wished he could pretend not to be the one summoned. However, with all those eyes fixed on him, he couldn’t afford such a mistake. He walked towards the male and stood before the…

It was brutal. Savage. Lethal. After what felt like an eternity, the beast grew tired. Exhaustion hit Vladya as he shifted back into his human form. He had bruises, some bleeding profusely, while others were light scratches. But Daemonikai was finally eating-the beast had no choice; it needed to replenish after exerting so much strength…

“Em!” she exclaimed, rushing toward him. Emeriel met her halfway, and they embraced passionately. “I’ve been worried sick. It’s been over a week.” Emeriel pulled back and scrutinized his elder sister, searching for any signs of bruises or harm. “I’ve been worried too, Em. I’ve tried to make a conscious effort to visit, but I…

It remained motionless, its gaze fixed on him. Its once lazy yellow eyes were now wide open. Emeriel waited and waited, and when it became evident that the beast would not attack him, he started to relax and resumed his cleaning. He intermittently stole glances at the beast. Apart from those piercing yellow eyes tracking…