Blood Reign: Book 1

*Mature Content, Triggers, New Adult Audiences+! Especially in Book II, and III.

Journey with Dalia as she attempts to escape the lovers and hunters of her unique DNA...

DARIUS:

There she lay in all her glory... it was her; Dalia from the Wild.
As she lie upon the manicured turf eating a fresh peach under a heavy tree, my own mouth salivated as she sexily consumed her delicacy.

She was unaware I stood there as I cocked my head to admire that lovely unspoiled girl.

Her long golden locks spiraled all around her while her wet lips suctioned on that tempting fruit. Her eyelashes to her pink freckled cheeks... she was like sunshine in the shadows, as if in a forbidden garden.

I, as sweet as Lucifer, would snake my way into her thoughts with mere words. Words of truths she had yet to know.

Was this truly the Wild Cherry the Workfold Guardians had fought that night to check her virtue? Was this Dalia the one who had escaped the Workfolk trade, still untouched?

I grinned devilishly at the hen that would the golden eggs that could heal our land and cure my father.
Her tart and seductive responses were fresh and challenging.

But how? How would I steal her from Dr. Lord Kaine Remmington's fortified residence?

I would find a way.

Truly it was Dalia's blood that ruled, for he who had her had immense power over all of Hearth.

Dalia's Blood Reigned...she would be mine...

KAINE:

Desperate, I had traveled from Eden, the highest kingdom on Hearth. I needed to find Sabrina's offspring who could now carry a DNA link to cure our cities on high.

I was venturing into the Wild, far from our cities to the slum boroughs. Would Sabrina have given up life in Eden to live in squalor and birth a royal baby in utter poverty? They lived like the mythical Vikings without any crude weaponry. Their struggle to survive was real.

I needed to find that young man or woman, whom Sabrina birthed, with the help of her sister Delila, so long ago. It was our only hope.

I believe I found that lovely girl! But, I didn't have a name.

I would send the Workfold Guardians on a raid to her slum borough to seek her out. Although brutal, if she were still there... our burly soldiers were sure to locate her brother; or even that spitfire of a girl!
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She was now valuable in several ways... she could save my father and carry the cure. Perhaps Dalia was the only woman who could bear a child, in our infertile land. She could help others ward off extinction, saving our population... and ...
I WANTED HER MADLY.

Not... a... dull... moment!
*Triggers