Lover Eternal

By Amy Faye

Break me. Make me yours.
Handsome, broken, and a mistake from the beginning.

He held all the answers.

I didn't even know all the questions.

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Lover Eternal is a steamy novella that tells the story of two sisters in search for the truth. While they search for their mother, they find the loves of their lives, but everything can be destroyed so easily.

Words: 23,000

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“Did you hear that?” She asked, crouching low and looking around. She breathed a spell to improve her vision, but still saw nothing.

“No,” he said, but then cried out. Something had grabbed him. Terra sprung forward and then finally saw their attacker- a small vampire, a girl, who looked like she had been turned at thirteen. Her eyes were yellow and hungry, hungrier than even the homeless of Mindren ever looked.

Her mouth opened and she hissed, baring her teeth too near Lance's throat.

“Get away from him,” Terra commanded, her voice crackling with energy while she gathered more energy to blast the girl away. She couldn't kill the vampire, but she could fight her. “Borte!” With her yell, the energy gathered into a ball and hit both Lance and the feral vampire, sending them sprawling. They didn't break apart, the vampire held him on the ground as she screamed and struggled.

Lance moved suddenly, the vampire's screams turned to whimpers, and then silence as she turned to ash. Terra looked on, unsure of what happened. The feral vampire was just... gone. Disappeared. Dust in the wind.

She sat in the snow and stared.

“Are you okay?” Lance asked, wiping a knife pulled from his boot with his shirt.

“She never touched me. Are you okay? How did you do that?”

He showed her the knife, crooked but sharp and shining in the sun. There were runes etched into it, runes that were so old even she couldn't recognize them. They seemed to originate from before the Futhark runes. She wasn't sure how she knew that. She just did.

“That knife can kill vampires?”

Related Categories:

Fiction -> Romance -> Paranormal Romance
Fiction -> Romance -> Vampire Romance
Fiction -> Romance -> Steamy Romance
Fiction -> Romance -> Royalty Romance
Fiction -> Romance -> Twin Sisters
Fiction -> Romance -> Fantasy Romance

• Language: English
• Publisher: HeartthrobPublishing
• Release date: Jan 19, 2019

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Lover Eternal

Paranormal Royalty Romance

⚜ Amy Faye ⚜

Published by Heartthrob Publishing

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He got under the blanket with her. His smell overwhelmed her. She wanted to turn away from the wall, to turn towards him and wrap her arms around him. She wanted it so badly, that after a few moments, she did. Her arms looped under his, around his chest and tightened. She felt his breathing push his ribs out. She felt his exhale. She felt his hair against her face. Every movement made her chest ache, her stomach flip more and more.

Lance turned to face Terra, and he cupped her face in his hands. There was nothing in her that resisted. His lips fell on hers, and it felt right. She pressed her lips against his, and it felt right.

She didn't want his lips to leave hers, ever. Lance no longer felt like a stranger, he felt like an old lover, like a comfort, like a long lost friend. His hands slid down her back, pulling her closer to him. Her leg wrapped over his hip, pulling him closer to her.

His breath was hot in her mouth. Her tongue was hot in his. She bit his bottom lip. Lance groaned, groping her butt. He kneaded the cheeks, and then slid his hand up her dress. He grabbed her breasts, brushing the rough skin on his hands against her nipples. She gasped into his mouth.

Terra pressed her hand against his crotch, feeling his hardness growing. She rubbed it from over the fabric, coaxing it to grow more and more. He swore, telling her how good it felt.

She undid his pants and slid her hand into his boxers. The tip of his cock was already wet with precum. Lance slid his hand down her panties. She was already wet, too.

At Terra slowly moved her hand up and down his meat, Lance pressed a finger against her entrance. She widened her legs. His finger popped in, and she hissed. It hurt, first, but then he put in a second finger and it felt good.

It felt so good.

She came quickly, grunting and shivering against him. He pulled her panties down, throwing them onto his floor, and pulled her on top of him. He lifted her dress over her head. It also fell to the floor.

Her breasts, in Lance's opinion, were perfect. They filled his hands just right. He wanted to feel them, always in his hands. He wanted no other hands to ever feel them. He felt suddenly jealous, possessive.

He pulled her down and sucked on her breasts, hard and with teeth. She sucked in air and pressed her pussy against him. His cock was hot as it hit her clitoris. She rubbed back and forth as Lance pinched and bit her nipples, until finally she lifted herself up and sat down on his manhood.

He entered her slowly. They both breathed hard, and sighed as the full length of his cock was swallowed within her. Ride me, he said. She obliged.

Terra's hips moved slowly at first. She enjoyed the movement, the moment, looking into his beautiful eyes as she fucked him. And then she moved faster, unable to control herself. She was driving them both to climax.

Lance grabbed her hips, helping her to move faster still, until they both screamed and orgasmed at once. His seed spilled inside of her, filling her.

Their arms and legs tangled together as they shifted again, laying next to each other. There was no awkwardness. There was only peace, until there was only sleep.

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Chapter One

Terra-Catrice Neithercutt rifled through the papers she had looked through over and over again during her childhood. She preferred to be called Terra, just as her twin sister preferred to be called Helina instead of Helina-Catherine Neithercutt. The names weren't offensive to them, simply too much for pretty mouths as their adoptive father said when they were young.

Terra, unlike her sister, was adventurous and brash. The sisters both had a fire in them, but while Helina preferred to be at Court, surrounded by politics and eligible bachelors, Terra detested the Court. She had spent her life consumed by only one interest: her mother, and the disappearance of both of her parents.

Her mother, Anai Neithercutt, was the last really powerful witch, and still the reigning Witch Queen despite her absence, ageless and beautiful as the fairy tales go. The photos of Anai that hanged from the wall of her room attested to her beauty. Her diaries gave glimpses into who she was, when she wasn't on the throne. What kind of person she was.

While she was a woman, who loved her husband and her nation, she was also powerful.

She was the last High Witch, capable of stopping the war that was coming, the war between witches and vampires. So far, the war had been cold, fought only by spies and propaganda. Signs, dreams, and tarot readings told Terra that the uneasy cold war would soon turn very hot.

That was why Terra was so intent on finding her mother. That was why finding her father didn't matter as much. The rumors were that he was weak, and only became king because Queen Anai truly loved him.

So she needed her mother, the last witch capable of killing vampires. The Slaughterer, as she was known by the enemy. The Savior, as she was known by the witches.

Crap, Terra complained, throwing papers off of her desk and onto the ground. They flitted back up to the desk and organized themselves in an orderly fashion. Come on… Aha!

She held up the one paper she had been looking for, a diary entry with a name. Enot Craetr, Anai's closest adviser and a dear friend.

Anai went missing before Terra and Helina were born. All of witchdom assumed the twins were lost, as well, until they showed up on the doorway of a fop, Anoud, who had once been a dear friend to Anai and her husband, Orussus. Unmarried and dreadfully unaware of how to care for children, he nonetheless tried and managed to raise them both to be respectable members of society.

One could imagine his reaction when Terra refused a marriage proposal and immediately left Anoud's home, paying for her own apartment and rarely seeing the man or her sister.

It wasn't pretty. There were many tears, even in Terra's eyes. She tried, from