The Vampire King

The Vampire King by Kenya Wright © 2023 All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means such as electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise without the prior written permission of the authors of this book. This is a work of fiction. Any characters, names, places, brands, media and incidents are used solely in a fictitious nature based on the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to or mention of persons, places, organizations or other incidents is coincidental. Printed in the United States of America First Printing, 2023 Table of Contents Copyright Page The Vampire King Prologue | Time to Escape | Camille Chapter 1 | The Truth | Camille Chapter 2 | Rebels | Camille Chapter 3 | Hungry Vampires | Camille Chapter 4 | Little Vampire Princes | Camille Chapter 5 | Secrets | Camille Chapter 6 | The Bond | Camille Chapter 7 | An Unimaginable Hunger | Camille Chapter 8 | So Hard | Camille Chapter 9 | Blood Pirates | Camille Chapter 10 | Without Hesitation | Camille Chapter 11 | The Journey Home | Camille Chapter 12 | The Answer | Camille Chapter 13 | My Queen | Xander Chapter 14 | The Return to Freemont | Camille Chapter 15 | Different | Camille Chapter 16 | Prince or King? | Camille Chapter 17 | Many Times | Camille Chapter 18 | Rainbows | Camille Chapter 19 | The Addiction | Camille Chapter 20 | The Power of Blood | Camille Chapter 21 | An Unlikely Servant | Camille Chapter 22 | Horns | Camille Chapter 23 | A Human Buffet | Camille Chapter 24 | The Life of a Vampire Princess | Camille Chapter 25 | Answers | Camille Chapter 26 | Blood Chains | Camille Epilogue | Phinova | Camille To my KW Patrons, You all have been with me on this steamy and seductive journey of blood, passion, and fantasy. Through your generosity, I have been able to explore new worlds, push the boundaries of my imagination, and create stories that capture the essence of what it means to be truly alive. Thank you for making this Patreon experience so much fun, I am excited to see where our connection will take us next, as we continue to explore the dark and alluring world of vampire romance together. _______________________ To my beloved Diamond Divas, I offer my heartfelt gratitude and admiration. You are the pillars of this community, the driving force behind my passion, and the reason I continue to do what I love every day. Thank you for being a part of my journey, for supporting my dreams, and for inspiring me to be the best writer I can be. L. Nichols N. Chatman T. Cleaver S. Cohen C. Carbon A. Burgett A. Hush T. Paten Prologue Time to Escape Camille My only purpose in life was to give birth to vampire babies. I possessed a rare blood type only one out of every five hundred human women had. The strain allowed me to procreate with vampires. They had difficulty breeding with each other. Most of their offspring died in the womb. The Quiet King called any woman with my blood type a domina and kept her in his castle. As a domina I could carry up to six vampire fetuses during a pregnancy term. Once I birthed them, the babies took three years to become fully grown men and women. At times, my mind couldn’t wrap around the phenomena, babies to adults in such a short span of time. The Quiet King discovered dominas by sending guards into human villages and testing their blood. Other towns like mine had requested his financial help and volunteered their women to be examined. If any dominas resulted, the Quiet King rewarded the town with riches and carted the female off to Capitol City. Well, not me. I won’t bear his heirs. I strolled out into the court with confidence. Breathe. No one is watching you. Terror coursed through my veins. Both moons hung in the dark violet sky. Their light shone on my dark brown skin as I maneuvered through the Royal Court, where all the other dominas lounged. The women perched on silk chaise lounges and drank wine from crystal goblets. Many wore teal chiffon robes. Ice-blue roses topped their heads like crowns. All laughed and giggled as they enjoyed the absence of our vampire husband, the Quiet King. Lit candles rested on the backs of mechanical gold birds that flew around the court and sung the same prerecorded songs they performed each night. Servants brought out platters of roasted meats and trays of chocolate-covered fruits for the nightly feast. Now was the perfect time to escape, while food, wine, and entertainment lingered in the evening air. So close. To keep my shivering hands busy, I waved at the tribe of younger dominas who ate alongside their maids, too young to breed or be left to walk around the castle on their own. The maternal part of me wanted to take them all with me. I’d considered it all day as I lay sleepless in my bed, wondering if I could bring others with me to escape, but the risks were too high. Their little legs would slow me down. Their absence would be discovered much faster than just one domina gone missing. “Where are you going?” A male voice sounded behind me. Gathering the ends of my teal robe, I twisted around and cleared my throat. “I was given permission by Queen Regina to escort her daughter to the market.” The guard paused at the mention of the queen. The Quiet King had five queens. They began as dominas like me, but once they delivered at least sixty vampire children, they were given the title of queen, allowed more freewill, and could assert authority over