Blurb：
Immerse yourself in a world of forbidden love and eternal darkness with “The Immortal’s Kiss.” Follow the passionate romance between the powerful vampire lord, Lucian, and the courageous human, Isabella, as they defy ancient laws and face deadly threats from the Shadow Council. With intense chemistry, heart-pounding action, and a secret prophecy involving the Blood Moon, this novel is perfect for fans of “Twilight” and “Vampire Diaries.” Will their love survive the wrath of the vampire clans? Discover the answer in this gripping tale of immortality and sacrifice. Keywords: vampire romance, Lucian, Isabella, Shadow Council, Blood Moon prophecy, forbidden love, immortal kiss, Elena Nightshade.
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Before my wedding, I was three months pregnant.
My fiancé, Felix, told me we should hide the pregnancy to protect my reputation.
Then, the very next day, I saw him announce that he was the father of his savior Isabella’s child.
It was only then that I discovered Isabella was his first love.
After I found out, Felix tearfully begged me to give him time, promising a huge wedding for us right after Isabella’s baby was born.
But I had already planned to leave with my baby.
I just never expected that Felix’s mother would be the one to ruin everything.
I watched, helpless, as they treated my child like a bastard and forced me to have an abortion. I left, my heart turned to ash.
Felix cut ties with his family over it, kneeling and begging me to come back.
He promised me everything—wealth, status, company shares.
But I no longer cared. I already had everything I truly wanted.
Chapter 1
Three months into my pregnancy, I watched my husband on the news, claiming to be the father of another woman’s child.
Two hours ago, I came to the hospital, alone.
“Congratulations, Ms. Sterling. The baby is very healthy.”
The doctor smiled at me, but I couldn’t feel a shred of joy.
I walked out of the OB-GYN’s office in a daze.
The doctor had just reminded me to stay happy, that too much anxiety could affect the baby’s development.
But in three months, Felix had never once come with me to a check-up.
The hallway was bustling with people.
As I was about to leave, a commotion erupted from the hospital lobby.
“To all our viewers, we are live from St. Mary’s Hospital, bringing you an exclusive interview.”
The clear voice of a female host from the financial news channel drifted over.
I found myself drifting closer.
Two people stood before the camera.
My blood ran cold.
Felix. My secret fiancé.
And Isabella Rosewood, the woman he called his “savior.”
“Mr. Blackwood, is there a special reason you chose to announce this happy news at a hospital?” the host asked with a smile.
Felix’s arm was possessively around Isabella’s waist, his eyes brimming with affection.
“Because this hospital is where the symbol of our love was conceived. Isabella, my first love. She’s seven months pregnant, and the child is mine.”
I froze on the spot, the sound of my own heart shattering in my chest.
Seven months?
“Mr. Blackwood, you’ve always been very private. Why have you chosen to go public now?”
“Because I love her,” Felix said, gazing deeply at Isabella. “And our child deserves to be celebrated.”
Isabella lowered her head shyly, one hand resting gently on her visibly swollen belly.
I thought of all the times over the past three months I’d asked Felix to come to my check-ups, and he’d always said he was swamped with work.
It turned out he was with another woman.
With the woman carrying his child.
“How romantic! Congratulations to you both on becoming parents!”
A round of applause broke out.
When the interview ended, I turned to leave, tears blurring my vision.
But just as I reached the doors, a familiar voice called out from behind me.
“Vivian?”
Damn it.
I turned around stiffly.
Felix stared at me in shock, instinctively dropping his hand from Isabella’s waist.
Isabella, sensing something was wrong, followed his gaze to me.
“Who is she?” Isabella’s voice was soft, but I heard the challenge in it.
“My—” Felix started.
“Ex-girlfriend,” I cut in coldly.
The color drained from Felix’s face. “Vivian, let me explain—”
“Explain what?”
The image of him with his arm around another woman, announcing their child to the world, was burned into my mind. “Explain how you cheated on me? How you shattered everything we had?”
“The child isn’t mine!” Felix denied it frantically. “Nothing happened between Isabella and me. This is all to protect her reputation—”
“Felix.”
Isabella cut him off, her voice trembling as tears instantly welled in her eyes. “How could you disown our child just because she showed up? We can get a paternity test!”
My head snapped up.
I stared at Felix, my heart twisting in my chest.
“Are you still going to lie?!”
Chapter 2
“The baby was conceived through IVF,” Felix explained, his voice rushed. “I only provided the sample. We never… you know. Nothing physical.”
My eyes widened.
IVF?
“Felix!” Isabella covered her face, tears streaming through her fingers. “How could you say something so private out loud?”
But I saw a flash of triumph in her eyes.
“Are you insane?” My voice trembled as I screamed at Felix. “Letting another woman carry your child?”
“I was helping Isabella fulfill her dream of becoming a mother.”
Felix pleaded, his eyes desperate for me to understand. “She’s had a weak heart since she was a child. Her body is too frail. This was her only chance. Besides, she saved my life…”
“And what about me?” I cut him off. “What about the baby in my belly?”
“A ‘savior’?” I looked at Isabella, a cold, tearful laugh escaping my lips. “You never mentioned she was also your first love. Your old flame!”
Felix flinched.
“Get rid of it,” I said, pointing at Isabella’s stomach. “Now.”
“That’s impossible.” Felix’s face hardened. “She’s seven months along. It’s too late for an abortion. And Isabella’s heart—”
“I don’t care about her heart!” I shouted. “Felix, do you have any idea what I’ve been through these past three months? Everyone whispering behind my back about me being pregnant out of wedlock, and you never once acknowledged our relationship in public!”
My eyes were red, tears threatening to spill over. “And now you’re giving interviews for her?”
Felix’s tone softened. “Vivian, please try to understand—”
“Understand what? That you’re letting another woman have your baby while I’m treated like some mistress you have to hide in the shadows?”
Before I could finish, Isabella suddenly clutched her chest, her face pale. “I… I don’t feel well…”
“Isabella!” Felix immediately rushed to her side, glaring at me. “Look what you’ve done! If she has a heart attack—”
He turned his anger on me fully. “If you push her any further, our engagement is off.”
His words were a shard of ice stabbing into my heart.
The tears finally broke free.
The sight of my tears seemed to break through his anger.
His expression softened, and he pulled me aside, lowering his voice.
“Vivian. Sweetheart. You’re the one I love, only you. Please, just believe me. Give me a little more time. As soon as Isabella’s baby is born, I swear, I’ll give you the grandest wedding imaginable—”
“Felix…” Isabella’s weak voice interrupted him.
She was clutching her stomach and her heart. “The baby… the baby’s kicking. I feel so sick. Can you please take me home?”
Felix looked at me, then back at Isabella.
In the end, he let go of my hand and turned to her.
“I’ll have the driver take you back,” he said to me, before sweeping Isabella up into his arms and carrying her toward a luxury car.
In the taxi, I watched the Rolls-Royce disappear in the rearview mirror.
Back at the apartment, I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen.
I clutched my slightly rounded belly, and the tears started flowing again, uncontrolled.
Since Daddy doesn’t want us, Mommy will take you away, okay?
I would never let my baby be despised by its own father before it was even born.
I went into the bedroom, pulled out a suitcase, and began methodically erasing every trace of myself from the apartment.
Late that night, the lock clicked.
Felix was back.
“What are you doing?” he demanded, his voice sharp as he stared at the packed suitcases on the floor.
“I’m ending our engagement,” I said without looking up.
“I don’t agree.” He grabbed my wrist. “Vivian, stop this nonsense.”
“Nonsense?” I shook him off. “Felix, you’re the one being nonsensical. Letting another woman carry your child—that’s not nonsense?”
“I told you, once she gives birth—” he started, repeating the same excuses.
“I can’t wait. Either I go, or you get rid of Isabella’s baby!”
Smack!
Felix actually slapped me.
“That’s enough!” he roared. “How could you even think something so vicious?!”
Felix dropped all pretense of being gentle.
He slammed the door and stormed out in a rage.
I collapsed, all my strength gone.
I went into the bathroom and let my tears mix with the hot water from the shower, a silent, wrenching release.
Just as I got out, I picked up my phone to check the time.
A notification from Instagram popped up.
Isabella had posted a new photo at three in the morning.
It was of Felix, sitting by her hospital bed, his hand gently caressing her pregnant stomach.
His gaze was tender and focused, as if he were looking at the most precious treasure in the world.
The caption was just one sentence: “Best daddy & husband-to-be in the world.”
Chapter 3
I stared at that photo all night.
The next morning, a text from Felix arrived: “Isabella’s heart was acting up last night, so I stayed with her at the hospital. Stop making a scene and get some rest.”
It was painfully dismissive.
I didn’t reply. I just grabbed my suitcase and prepared to leave. It was time to go back to my father.
But as I reached the front door, it was violently thrown open, sending me stumbling backward.
“So this is the woman?”
A middle-aged woman in a Hermès suit strode in, followed by a lawyer and two bodyguards in black.
Margaret Blackwood. Felix’s mother.
“Mrs. Blackwood, what are you—”
“Shut up.” Margaret looked me up and down with cold disdain. “I agreed to your engagement because you were pregnant. I never expected that the child wouldn’t be Felix’s! How dare you try to trap my son with a bastard child?”
“It’s not a bastard, it’s Felix’s—”
“Felix’s?” Margaret scoffed. “My son already has a child on the way, and it’s the one in Isabella’s belly. You shameless girl, did you really think you could blackmail a powerful family with an illegitimate child?”
I took a deep breath. “Mrs. Blackwood, I’ll leave. I won’t bother Felix again.”
“Leave?” Margaret’s gaze grew sharper. “It’s not that simple. You will issue a public apology to the media, admit to your deceit, and then disappear from my son’s life completely.”
“I won’t—”
“It’s not up to you.” Margaret waved a hand, and the two bodyguards stepped forward. “Take her.”
They seized my arms.
I struggled. “This is kidnapping!”
“The Blackwood family’s legal team will handle any legal issues,” Margaret said with a chilling smile. “You’re very naive, little girl.”
The Rolls-Royce drove for an hour before stopping in front of a massive estate.
As I was dragged out of the car, I saw a sight that shattered what was left of my heart.
In the garden, Felix was gently helping Isabella take a slow walk.
Dressed in a flowing maternity gown, her hair perfectly braided, Isabella looked every bit the lady of the manor.
“Felix!” Isabella saw the car and waved cheerfully. “Is that your mother?”
Then she saw me, held fast by the bodyguards, and the smile froze on her face.
Felix looked up and his eyes widened in shock.
“Mom, what are you doing?” he demanded, striding towards us.
“Solving a problem,” Margaret said calmly. “This woman needs to be taught her place.”
“Let her go,” Felix ordered the guards.
They didn’t move an inch.
“Felix, you need to understand your priorities,” Margaret said, her voice laced with authority. “Isabella is carrying your child. She needs a calm, peaceful environment.”
I looked at Felix, waiting for him to defend me.
He avoided my gaze, remaining silent for a few long seconds.
“If she needs to be taught a lesson,” he said, his voice flat and his eyes fixed on the floor, “then lock her in the attic.”
Isabella linked her arm with his, her voice weak, but her eyes gleamed with that same smug triumph. “Felix, I’m feeling a little tired.”
“I’ll help you back to your room to rest,” he said gently.
I was shoved by the guards and thrown into the attic.
Through the window, I watched Felix carefully guide Isabella up the steps, treating her like the most fragile porcelain doll in the world.
And me?
What was the difference between me and a banished prisoner?
Margaret left me locked in the attic all day.
It wasn’t until late that night that I heard a voice.
“Vivian.” It was Felix, standing at the door.
I kept my gaze fixed on the window, not turning back.
“I know you’re upset,” he said, stepping closer. “But please understand, Isabella’s health is too fragile for any kind of stress.”
“So?” I asked coldly.
“Once her baby is born safely, I will announce our relationship to the world,” he said from behind me.
“For now, you’ll stay here and rest. I’ll arrange for the best doctors, and you’ll have everything you need. In a month, our wedding will proceed as planned.”
I finally turned to face him. “Felix, listen to yourself. You want me to wait around like some kind of backup plan?”
“You’re not a backup,” he denied quickly. “You’re the one I love. Why can’t you just be understanding?”
“Understanding about what? That you have another woman carrying your child, sleeping by your side?!”
Felix’s hands clenched into fists, and he suddenly slammed one against the wall behind him.
“I said, for the next 30 days, you will stay in this attic. Whether you like it or not!”
He turned and ordered the guards to lock the door behind him.
“No one is to let her out without my permission!”
Chapter 4
My suitcase was dumped open behind me.
To make sure I couldn’t escape, Felix had his men confiscate all my communication devices.
But he didn’t know I had a second phone, one I used exclusively to contact my father.
Swallowing the pain in my heart, I dialed the number I hadn’t called in a long time.
“Dad, it’s me,” I said, my voice heavy with exhaustion and tears.
“Vivian? You don’t sound right.”
“It’s Felix. I don’t want to marry him anymore.” I quickly explained the situation. “Can you send someone to pick me up?”
“Who dares to bully my daughter!” my father’s voice boomed over the phone, laced with fury. “No daughter of mine—no Sterling—will be treated this way. I’m sending a team for you immediately.”
The next morning, Felix left for the office.
But Isabella suddenly appeared at the attic, unlocking the chain.
“You seem to be enjoying yourself,” she said, scanning the room. “Living in Felix’s home, under his care.”
Enjoying myself?
In this dusty attic?
“What do you want?” I asked, watching her coldly.
“Nothing, really,” Isabella said, stroking her belly. “I just wanted to let you know that Felix stayed in my room all night. He said the baby was kicking so hard, he thinks it might be a soccer player.”
Her eyes glinted with malice. “He also said he wants to teach our son how to run the company, to carry on the Blackwood family legacy.”
“That’s enough.”
“Oh, and by the way,” she continued, “we’ve started discussing wedding details. Felix wants to have it in Switzerland. It’s where we first met.”
I stood up. “Get out.”
Isabella took a step back and suddenly screamed, “Ah! You pushed me!”
“I didn’t—”
“Help! She’s trying to kill my baby!” Isabella shrieked, collapsing to the floor and clutching her stomach in feigned agony.
Footsteps thundered up the stairs.
Margaret burst in, her eyes instantly turning venomous when she saw Isabella on the floor.
“You bitch!” Margaret pointed at me. “You want to get rid of Isabella’s child so your little bastard can be the only heir? I never should have let you stay in this attic!”
“I didn’t push her!”
“She tried to push me down the stairs!” Isabella wailed.
Margaret immediately took out her phone. “Dr. Johnson? Get to the Blackwood estate. Now.”
Twenty minutes later, a middle-aged man in a white coat arrived.
“Mrs. Blackwood, what do you need?”
“This woman is a threat to our family’s security,” Margaret said coldly. “Get rid of what’s in her belly.”
“No!”
I struggled, but the two bodyguards held me fast.
“Stop fighting. This is the price you pay for threatening my grandchild,” Margaret’s voice was pure venom.”Dr. Johnson, begin.”
The needle pierced the skin of my arm.
The drugs flowed into my veins.
My consciousness began to fade.
My baby…
I imagined it so many times.
Would our baby look more like me, or like Felix?
Would their first word be “Mommy” or “Daddy”?
But…
It hurts so much.
When I woke up, I was in a bed in a private hospital.
A tearing pain shot through my lower body.
“The procedure was a success,” a nurse said, walking over. “You can be discharged now.”
I looked at the words on the medical chart.
Procedure Complete: Termination of Pregnancy.
The flicker of life inside my womb was gone.
I bit my lip so hard it almost bled, fighting to hold back the tears.
I had wanted to take my child and leave…
Now, it was all over.
When the guard at the door wasn’t looking, I slipped out of the hospital and went to the location my father and I had arranged.
A black car was waiting for me.
“Miss Vivian, your father sent me to pick you up,” the driver said. “The private jet is ready.”
I took one last look at the city, feeling no attachment, no regret.
Felix, I thought. We’re finished. For good.
Third-Person POV
That evening, Felix returned to the estate.
He wanted to check on Vivian, to see if she had calmed down, to apologize for the cruel words he’d thrown at her the night before.
But when he went to the attic, he found only an empty, ransacked room.
“Where is Vivian? Where is she?!”
He stormed downstairs, hysterical.
Margaret was lounging calmly on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine.
She pointed to a hospital report on the table.
“12 weeks pregnant. Termination successful.”
Felix stared at the report, the color draining from his face.
“What… what did you do?” he stammered, his voice trembling.
“I solved a problem,” Margaret said coolly. “Now you can focus on your wedding to Isabella.”
Felix’s pupils dilated.
He suddenly clutched his head and collapsed to the floor, his body shaking.
“Why would you do that?! She was carrying my child!”
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