The Born Vampire series: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance (The Complete Series, NSFW Edition) Read online

  The Born Vampire Series NSFW Edition

  The Complete Saga

  Elizabeth Dunlap

  Contents

  Introduction

  Other books by Elizabeth Dunlap

  Introduction

  Knight of the Hunted

  1. 1. A bloody turning

  2. 2. Powdered confections

  3. 3. Bacon, bacon, bacon

  4. 4. A child spared

  5. 5. Arthur’s Prey

  6. 6. Olivier’s List of Survival

  7. 7. Frenzied

  8. 8. An unusual pairing

  9. 9. Wolves on the move

  10. 10. The immortal wolf

  11. 11. On the prowl for blood

  12. 12. An unexpected discovery

  13. 13. Unwanted events

  14. 14. Fanged

  15. 15. The insanity persists

  16. 16. The party of pain

  17. 17. He’s passable

  18. 18. The proposal

  19. 19. Something gives

  20. 20. Gaining strength

  21. 21. I control you

  22. 22. I smell fudge

  23. 23. A visible scar

  24. 24. The Hunter returns

  25. 25. Confessions at dawn

  Child of the Outcast

  1. 1. Dead inside

  2. 2. A crappy jailer

  3. 3. Becoming a dolphin

  4. 4. Underneath a god

  5. 5. Asking for my opinion

  6. 5. Surprise

  7. 6. Technicalities

  8. 7. Settling a crush

  9. 8. Managing the Hunters

  10. 9. The uninvited guests

  11. 10. Out of proportion

  12. 11. Connecting with ice

  13. 12. Confirmation of fears

  14. 13. Visions of love

  15. 14. Don’t look at me

  16. 15. Something hidden

  17. 16. History lessons

  18. 17. A hard choice

  19. 18. He’s not what I thought

  20. 19. I won

  21. 20. A familiar face

  22. 21. I was wrong

  War of the Chosen

  Prologue

  1. 1. An irrefutable truth

  2. 2. Icy rejection

  3. 3. Conspiring with hell

  4. 4. Carry on, Glenda

  5. 5. Visions of red

  6. 6. The tale of Celeste

  7. 7. The man bun

  8. 8. The vampire’s lair

  9. 9. Lucas

  10. 10. Eating coffee beans

  11. 11. Pizzeria Bathory

  12. 12. Kiss the boy

  13. 13. Lisbeth’s story

  14. 14. Don’t be coy

  15. 15. First impressions

  16. 16. Finally

  17. 17. In the sunlight

  18. 18. The sister

  19. 19. The Bicus return

  20. 20. New recruits

  21. 21. The pit of despair

  22. 22. Fears realized

  23. 23. Is it him I’m looking for?

  24. 24. Stay by my side

  25. 25. The last stand

  26. 26. Mother

  Bite of the Fallen

  1. 1. The Carnival of Horrors

  2. 2. Musings in Pig Latin

  3. 3. Arthur is stupid

  4. 4. Silver Spice

  5. 5. Going full wolf

  6. 6. The epidemic begins

  7. 7. Drastic measures

  8. 8. General Lancaster

  9. 9. Arthur cries

  10. 10. A long awaited conversation

  11. 11. Together

  Rise of the Monsters

  Prologue

  1. 1. In a kindly mood

  2. 2. A familiar face

  3. 3. Memories of then

  4. 4. Don’t call me girlie

  5. 5. He’ll come back

  6. 6. The Prisoner

  7. 7. Icy blues

  8. 8. No really, he’ll come back

  9. 9. Plans in motion

  10. 10. Visions

  11. 11. Tea and pistols

  12. 12. Love rekindled

  13. 13. Broken pancakes

  14. 14. Sisters

  15. 15. Slow and deep

  16. 16. The White Room

  17. 17. Salvation with a cost

  18. 18. Safe travels

  19. 19. Full bellies

  20. 20. Wet kisses

  21. 21. There’s always time to flirt

  22. 22. Shark attack

  23. 23. Oh, brother

  24. 24. The ugly side of life

  25. 25. I’m so shiny

  26. 26. Plans foiled

  27. 27. Prison break

  28. 28. The reign of terror ends

  29. 29. For as long as I can

  Time of the Ancients

  1. The magic begins

  2. Blood and coffee

  3. Highborn

  4. Saving Simon

  5. Enter Arthur

  6. Reluctant werewolf

  7. Balthazar in the mix

  8. The future hates me

  9. Refusal no more

  10. Back in charge

  11. Blow, thou winter wind

  12. The search begins

  13. Red flag

  14. The battle for our future

  15. The necromancer

  Epilogue

  About the Author

  Introduction

  Warning: For Adult Audiences 18+.Language and actions may be deemed offensive to some. Sexually explicit content. M/F

  Other books by Elizabeth Dunlap

  Born Vampire Series

  Knight of the Hunted

  Child of the Outcast

  War of the Chosen

  Bite of the Fallen

  Rise of the Monsters

  Time of the Ancients

  NSFW Born Vampire Series

  Knight of the Hunted

  Child of the Outcast

  War of the Chosen

  Bite of the Fallen

  Rise of the Monsters

  Time of the Ancients

  A Grumpy Fairy Tale Series

  The Grumpy Fairy

  Ecrivain Academy Series

  Ecrivain

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

  All rights reserved.

  Knight of the Hunted NSFW Edition copyright © 2018 by Elizabeth Dunlap

  Child of the Outcast NSFW Edition copyright © 2019 by Elizabeth Dunlap

  War of the Chosen NSFW Edition copyright © 2019 by Elizabeth Dunlap

  Bite of the Fallen NSFW Edition copyright © 2019 by Elizabeth Dunlap

  Rise of the Monsters NSFW Edition copyright © 2019 by Elizabeth Dunlap

  Time of the Ancients NSFW Edition copyright © 2019 by Elizabeth Dunlap

  Cover Art by Pixie Covers; Edited by Pixie Covers

  This book is protected under the copyright laws of the United States of America. Any reproduction or other unauthorized use of the material or artwork herein is prohibited without the express written permission of the author.

  First Printing (Complete edition): June, 2019

  Printed in the United States of America

  These titles were previously published individually.

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  Dear readers,

  As mentioned in the description, this is a slow build reverse harem paranormal romance. You may not see the harem for several books, but don’t fret! It’s definitely there!

  If slow build isn’t your thing, that’s completely fine! But if you don’t mind waiting a little for it, keep reading!

  Sincerely,

  Elizabeth Dunlap

  Knight of the Hunted

  Born Vampire, Book one

  NSFW Edition

  1. A bloody turning

  Upstate New York, 2017

  I woke up to the scent of blood in my room. Blood and coffee. I opened my eyes and saw my companion sitting in my armchair, sipping a mug and playing a game on his phone. My cursory glance turned into a scowl when I noticed he was wearing a pair of Pokémon pajamas, and no shirt. Admittedly, Cameron was very attractive and had enough muscles to make any girl swoon. Not me, however, but I still enjoyed the view. He fiddled with his rusty red bleached hair as he concentrated on his game.

  “What are you doing, Cameron? You know you’re not supposed to be in here.” Yawning, I stretched my arms above my head and pushed long black curls out of my face. My golden comforter crinkled when I slid off the bed and onto the soft vanilla carpet. He was lucky I’d worn pajamas. That would’ve been embarrassing.

  “I was going about my merry business and heard you shouting in your sleep. When I walked in, you calmed down, so I stayed.” He looked up from his game and gave me a half smile, his brown Japanese eyes showing sympathy. “Finneus. That’s what you kept shouting.”

  My dream resurfaced in a cold flash. A memory from another life. One I’d tried hard to forget. “He was my friend when I was a girl. The humans killed him by burning his house down.” I could still feel that moment like it had been yesterday. The raging heat of the flames. The screams as they turned to ash. I wrapped myself in my arms to try and shake away the memory and the icy sadness it brought. “It was a long time ago.”

  “Right,” Cameron murmured gently. “So, was that five hundred or six hundred years ago?”

  “Screw you, I’m not THAT old.”

  “Okay, old lady,” he tossed, and looked back at his game. I was about to reprimand him, even though he was just messing with me, when a knock came at the front door of my suite. “That’ll be Othello,” Cameron groaned with annoyance. “That man is the definition of ‘no means yes and yes means anal.’ Like seriously.” I slipped on a robe, shook a warning finger at Cameron, and walked into the living room. When I opened the Venetian front door, the stink of dead flowers smacked me in the face like bad breath. The head of my Order stood holding a gorgeous flower bouquet for me, the source of the disgusting smell.

  “Good morning, Lisbeth,” Othello said brightly, a smile on his gaunt face. I’m sure when he was younger he was quite handsome, but at that moment he looked like he’d walked straight out of a Dracula novel. Not the kind of guy you’d want to wake up to, I can tell you that. I took the bouquet from him and heard Cameron leaving my bedroom. Othello almost showed displeasure when he noticed my companion coming from my room, but he hid it well. “It’s almost time for the meeting. It’ll be in the drawing-room. The bigger one.” He waited for me to respond, maybe say thank you for the flowers, but I remained silent. As the head of my order, he had the power to choose any of us as his mate, but he’d set his eyes on me.

  Even though I’d told him to back off several times, he still came by every day with flowers so he could compliment my hair and scowl at my companion. It’s not like I had sex with Cameron. That didn’t happen between a vampire and their companion. He seemed convinced naked things would happen eventually. Boys fall for girls, you know.

  “I’ll be down directly,” I told Othello and promptly shut the door in his gaunt white face. “God fucking, ugh, he is the worst.”

  I turned to walk to a display table and deposit the flowers, Cameron was sitting on one of my gaudy Victorian couches, still playing his game, but wearing a shirt this time and hiding all those muscles of his. “Fucking him would be the grossest thing ever,” he muttered in Japanese. I giggled and replaced the poppy bouquet from yesterday with today’s roses. I sprayed the flowers with some essential oil so the disgusting scent would go away before I got back.

  On a normal morning, I would’ve drunk from Cameron and then we would go down for breakfast. Today wasn’t normal. Today was the most important day of the year. I went back to my room, changed into a black and white dress, and ran a brush through my black curls until they looked presentable. When I returned to the living room, Cameron was waiting for me, also changed.

  “Like what you see?” Cameron offered, smirking at me. I realized I’d been standing there for a few minutes, staring at his outfit.

  “If you ever see me naked, you’ll know I do.” He rolled his eyes and we both started towards the door.

  “Me first, old lady.” Instead of letting him pass, I picked him up and walked out into the hall, then deposited him on the thick red carpet. “Ugh. I hate when you do that,” he groaned. “Makes me feel so unmanly.”

  I stuck my tongue out at him. “You know you love me.”

  He sighed and smiled at me. “And to think, ten years ago you didn’t know how to be sarcastic. Now it’s all I hear.”

  “God forgive him because he knew not what he was doing,” I joked, and we walked down the hallway. At the stairs, Cameron and I parted ways. He went to the kitchen, and I made my way down the long ground floor hallway to the drawing-room. The bigger one. It was a large dark green room with a big ass window that let in enough sunlight to chase away any memory of darkness. A nice fuck you to the turned vampires, in my opinion. The sunlight meant they couldn’t be in this room without one of us pulling the curtains closed.

  My work partner and best friend, Olivier, was waiting for me. We educated the turned vampires together. Unlike most Born vampires, she was of African descent, and her dark skin looked like a rare diamond amongst all the paleness. Her style of dress was the a-typical mermaid black lace confections, a silent joke against stereotypes that she adamantly denied.

  I walked up to her and tugged on one of her Steampunk style dreads. “I vant to suck your blood,” I whispered, giving her my best Dracula impression.

  She looked up and narrowed her eyes at me. “Girl, are you making fun of my dress?”

  I tried to look innocent. “Of course not.”

  She scowled, jokingly, then smiled at me. “Speaking of Dracula, did you finally submit to his will after he gave you roses?” She could smell the bouquet from Othello on my skin.

  “Almost, but the scent of dead flowers was a real turn off.” Not that I’d been turned on, mind you.

  “You’d think he’d understand a no by now,” she commented, flipping through a folder on the table. “Your ass is just too sexy. He can’t help himself.”

  “Cute,” I said, bumping her with my hip playfully. Before I could say more, the person in question walked over to us. We straightened up and pretended to be occupied.

  He was all business this time, though he did give me looks that had that ‘I like working with you’ vibe. Gag. “Alright, ladies. They’re coming in now. Remember that flashing your fangs or making scary faces is NOT funny. The humans need to think we’re civilized.” He handed me a clipboard with names on it and walked past us over to one of the doors.

  “Did you hear that, Lisbeth? Be civilized.” Olivier playfully smacked my arm. Othello gave us the same warning every time, but to be fair we hadn’t played a joke on anyone in several decades.

  “Civilized, my ass,” I told her, sticking my tongue out.

  Othello clapped his hands to get us to zip it and opened the huge door to the adjoining sitting room. Inside the sitting room was a group of humans who had been selected and prepared for today. The day they would become the turned.

  “Welcome, my friends,” Othello said brightly, holding his arms out. “Please come into the drawing
-room.” They all got up and followed Othello back to where we stood. “I won’t make you suffer with anticipation, so we shall journey below to the dormitory and begin.”