Novels by elven_priestess

"Clea," Exiquel called right after I jumped out of our car. "Are you hear to play with me again?" He asked.I smiled then waved at him. "Of course, what else could be the reason I am here?" I asked.I witnessed how my father treated Athijha and she witnessed how hard it was for me too. My sister and I was there for each other but we never had the power to save each other.We were exposed to tons and tons of crimes at such a young age. We were exposed to killing and smuggling, all for the mafia. And even if I want to deny it, Athijha and I were also victims of our father's craziness.My hatred towards this family grew that I even did the most stupid mistake. I used Athijha as as shield just so I can enjoy my life.I started feeling envious towards my sister when I found out that we have different fathers. And I always wished I was her because even if she's an illegitimate child, her real dad is not like mine.I'd always cry myself to sleep after dad's done with his business with me.I'

"Why... why didn't you do it?""I don't know what to say to that person," She replied.I felt enraged towards the person she's talking about. He must hide under his mom's skirt once I find out who he is because curse the ground he's standing on to. I will definitely hunt her until he wishes he died before he could meet me.She was mumbling something but it's a little vague and faint."What? Sorry, Assia, I didn't catch it," I said.Her jaw almost fell when I said that. I wonder what's wrong with her.She laughed nervously and then shook her head. "I didn't say anything. Ha ha ha," She averted her gaze and then smiled a little. "I just find the crowd a little uncomfortable."I chuckled. "Still not used to the crowd, huh?"Something hasn't changed. "I guess I could never get used to it," She whispered in the air.I presented my hand. Her eyes traveled from my palm, up to my shoulder, and then to my bluebell eyes. A smile which reached my eyes crept on my lips as she stares at me with t

"Then I'll just go back to my s-," Before she could even finish what she was saying, I grabbed her arm.My brows are furrowed. "Nope, you're not going anywhere. You're staying here with me."She just want to tease me and damn, love, it's working!She closed her eyes. She sighed and smiled as if she's planning some mischievous things again and wants me to be a part of it.She tugged the hem of my shirt. "What?" I asked."Will you go with me?" She asked in a flirtatious manner.I looked around. "Where?"She smiled a little. "To the cliff, of course.""No," I said which made her brows furrow."Why not?" She asked."You just want to escape this party and just don't want to hear their farewells," I replied and crossed my arms. "And what are you gonna do there? Just stare at the moon or something?"She made a face then stepped on my foot."Stop sounding so sarcastic. And it's better to talk with my son than hear their farewells and shed a tear in the crowd. So, if you don't want to come wit

"Do you feel okay, little sis?" River asked.She tried to reach up for her brother's hand as her eyes starts to water. "Kuya," She called, almost voiceless. "Kuya," She repeated in much clearer voice.She calls her Kuya, huh? It is a Filipino word which refers to your older sibling with a male gender, I suppose. Damn, I guess I really did miss a lot of things.River chuckled a bit then drove his wheelchair to his sister's side.I gulped when I witnessed I Ath... Assia pulled her brother in for a hug."Your eye," She mumbled as she hide her face on River's shoulder."You're thinking that I've gone blind, are you?" She nodded in response. "My eyelid was just grazed by a knife. It's just a small cut.""What if you go blind in tge following years because of that?" Assia asked."I'm glad you're still as silly as fuck," River said then let out a burst of a loud laughter. "Good morning, little sis."You're not really hurt, right?""Yeah. I caught a bullet with my leg though.""Well, you're a

"Good evening, my lady. You look gorgeous like always," I said with a smile when she opened the door."And you are annoying as always," She said then rolled her eyes. "Can I leave this bouquet here? I have a feeling that I might destroy this by slapping you with it out of annoyance.""Harsh. But sure," I took her hand and kissed it. "Shall we go, gorgeous?"She nodded. "Sure."I never knew that 4 kilometers ride is too short for us to stay in car together. Damn the time."Quel, do you know me?" She asked out of nowhere.My forehead creased. "What do you mean? Of course, I know you, Athijha.""What if my name is not really Athijha? What if it is Clea?" She joked then chuckled a bit. "Don't get me wrong, okay? What if I am just her copycat and the real one just happened to tell me everything about her life?"I smiled. "Then you copied her perfectly. Your mannerism, the way you frown, your smile, and your laugh. It perfectly matches hers. But I can never forget how her eyes look. That is

It seems like she's havinf the urge to hit me with her bag she held herself back. "Why are you insisting that I am still your wife? You signed the divorce papers back then, Exiquel." She said.I smirked. "Oh, that? I didn't want to let go of you so I retrieved it when you left. Then I burned it together with the copies you prepared."Her jaw dropped upon hearing that. "How dare you put my money and efforts to waste?"I laughed. "Don't worry, wife. I'll give them back to you, twice. Even a million times if you ask. Anything for you," I replied then wiggled my eyebrows."What if I do something unforgivable? Are you still willing to do that?"I chuckled. "I'll always be on your side, little girl," I shuffled her hair."Exiquel," She called my name."Hmm? What is it, wife?" I asked.She took a step forward. "Do you still remember something I do?" She asked then took another step. "To the moon and back?"My eyes widened upon hearing that. My eyes shone with an unreadable emotion that keep

Shane has been traveling around the lands. He has been to the smallest town and the largest kingdoms he's heard of.He was sitting under an apple tree to take a minute of rest when demon child suddenly appeared before him."You haven't found her yet?" The young Wrath asked. He clicked his tongue when Shane shook his head. "Too slow.""Why don't you just help me locate her? Don't you have that kind of power or something?"Wrath mimicked the way Shane spoke and made some exaggerated faces before crossing his arms under his chest."I have a duty with my siblings. I just sneaked out to ask you about her," Wrath was about to teleport back to the palace when he remembered what he heard yesterday. "The prince of the neighboring kingdom was planning to ask for the hand of the said most beautiful girl in his kingdom."Shane raised his eyebrow. He doesn't care how many beautiful girls are living in this world. They're none of his business and whoever prince Wrath was talking about was definitel

Since there's only more than a hundred on the battlefield, everyone pulled back and regrouped to fight together.The once majestic tree in the middle of the battlefield has withered away because of the millions of parasites. The minor injuries they got earlier has healed. However, the major ones are still bleeding and causing unbearable pain the injured has to injure.Azrael has a huge wound from his chest down to his belly. Elijah's right hand is almost numb and had some broken bones. Isaiah's fingers are barely attached to his hand. Thea could barely stand up because of her broken hips she got from falling from the sky and can't fly steadily since she broke her wings. Raphael was mentally stable because of Lust's mental torture. Philip has second degree burns on his left arm. Amira lost one of her legs and was the only one among the seven seraphims who's dying because of Gluttony's parasites.Pride was wincing in pain as he can feel his organs burning since Thea still managed to sta

Unlike beginning of the war where some was not wearing proper battlesuits and was not able to use magic, everyone now was fully prepared. They are wearing armors.Everyone was literally ready to die, especially the demons. They were throwing themselves into the battle to kill and be killed.The fierce battle has began, Mara enjoyed watching Shane dance in the middle of the battlefield with a psychotic smirk plastered on his face. The way he sliced them in half and chopped them like a butchered meat made her bloodlust grow. Mara licked her lips as tons of corpses pleases her eyes in the most magnificent way possible.Shane leaped into the thin air as he replaces his scythe with the dagger Mara has given him before. His dagger multiplied a thousand times and then he threw it to every direction, not minding if it hits angels, grim reapers or demons.His eyes are glowing blue and his skin was turning paler and paler while steam was coming out of his body. He's feeling hot. He's not satisf

"Unforgivable," Mara mumbled under her breath while sitting on her bed.The rapid regeneration of her body and energy made her look like she was emitting steam out of her body. Her hands are fisted as her whole body trembles in rage."Unacceptable," She mumbled."Please, calm down, Mara. You have to calm down," Lust said in a gentle yet nervous manner.Mara's aura has reached every demon citizens staying in the Netherworld. Every children are crying nonstop because of the intense scent of her aura.She was just mumbling and whispering things but for everyone within the range of Mara's power, it's as if she was screaming and throwing meteorites to each and everyone.Lust bit her nails and then ran to the other room to get her brothers. "What? Are you guys just going to sit here comfortably?""It's not like we can calm her down when she shut everyone out of her own little world. She created a faint barrier around, didn't she? While she's emitting tremendous aura which made everyone fear

Shane could not control his breathing. He just stood there, frozen on his spot while watching Mara's father take her away from this chaotic area.Every angles are wearing their battlesuit. Every grim reapers are on their cloaks. Every demons wielded their spears and swords. Everyone was ready to fight and has accepted the fact that no matter what they do, blood shall flow on the battlefield.They could not figure out how did the grim reapers sneaked explosives such as grenade and TNTs and guns and the canons they were using to fire at every corner of the continent.The crowd of thousands of angels, demons, and grim reapers split up and headed to every place on the Mystic Ring.Dragons, chimeras and other more creatures kept on falling from the sky. The forest in on fire that every creature came running out of the woods only to be greeted by the canons, arrows and guns that rendered them lifeless the moment it hits them. Poison gas has entered even in the smallest holes where small ani

"What are you doing here anyway?" Mara asked and then raised her eyebrows after pushing Shane away.She started walking away without a specific place in mind. Shane chased after her with a wide grin."I was looking for you," He said and then wrapped her arm on Mara's shoulders as they walk.Mara shove it away and then hissed at the lad. It made Shane chuckle in amusement while watching the lady march grumpily. She then turned to him with sharp glares which made Shane raised his hands in the air, though, it was to tease Mara even more."What on Earth is your problem?""Nothing," He said and then shrugged. "I just want to follow you, is that bad?""Damn bad, Shane!" Mara exclaimed. "A grim reaper cannot follow a demon, especially the future queen, as it is a form of mockery for your kind," She crossed her arms. "The kiss was a taboo. You'll be exiled from Heaven because of treason, or worse, executed."Mara's steps got faster while Shane stood there with parted lips. He heaved a deep br

TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEWFor the first time in what felt like forever, there was no weight pressing down on my chest. No restless overthinking. No sharp pang of guilt clawing at my ribs.Just warmth.I had been so deep in sleep that I hadn't even felt Eli move me to the bed. The exhaustion had swallowed me whole, and now, waking up, I found his arms wrapped around me, his steady breathing syncing with mine as we lay in bed. The faint glow of the early morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting soft golden hues across the sheets. His warmth seeped into my skin, grounding me in a way I hadn’t allowed myself to feel in a long time.I blinked slowly, taking in the peaceful rise and fall of his chest, the way his hand rested lightly against my waist as if afraid I’d slip away if he let go. His grip was secure but gentle, as if holding on too tightly might shatter whatever fragile peace we had found in the quiet.I listened to the rhythmic beating of his heart against my ear,

TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEWAt first, it was just small things, excuses made in the moment. A work meeting running late. A last-minute errand. A headache that never seemed to go away. I wasn't avoiding them, not really. I was just... giving myself space. Space to breathe, to push through the weight that had settled so heavily on my chest since Eric died. But the more I distanced myself, the harder it became to find a reason to come back.Eli wasn't stupid. He noticed. So did my parents. And with each ignored call, each missed dinner, each unread message, the tension stretched tighter. And still, I told myself it wasn't a big deal.That I'd go back when I was ready.I just never seemed to be ready, though.Avoiding the Riveros had become second nature, as had avoiding my own parents. I started taking different routes to avoid running into them by accident. I picked up shifts at odd hours, scheduled meetings late into the night, and left gatherings before they even had a chance to in

TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEWThe Montreals’ estate was unrecognizable, its grandeur reduced to ash and rubble. Smoke hung in the air, curling lazily around the twisted remnants of what had once been a symbol of untouchable power. Fires flickered along the edges of the property, casting long, flickering shadows across the carnage.My boots crunched over shattered glass and debris as I stepped through the wreckage. Every movement felt like it required twice the effort, my body weighed down by exhaustion that seeped into my very bones. The adrenaline that had carried me through the night was long gone, leaving behind an ache that felt as much emotional as it was physical.The air was heavy, choking, carrying the mingling scents of gunpowder, smoke, and blood. Agents moved with quiet efficiency around me, their faces grim but focused. They secured the remaining captives, cataloged the Montreals' confiscated possessions, and tagged bodies with emotionless precision.“Grey, over.”Alona’s

TIARA MCKENZIES' POINT OF VIEWThe ballroom had transformed into a battlefield. Smoke clouded the air, mingling with the acrid tang of explosives and the metallic scent of blood. Gunfire erupted in sharp bursts, and the desperate screams of the fleeing guests echoed off the shattered chandeliers. I moved through the chaos with purpose, my pistol raised and steady. Each step was measured, and each breath was calculated. Fear wasn’t an option; hesitation would get me killed. Behind me, Eli followed closely, his breathing heavy but controlled. His tailored suit, once pristine, was now streaked with dirt and blood, though he still managed to carry himself with that unshakable confidence I envied. For someone not used to this kind of chaos—or so I had assumed—he was holding his own remarkably well. What he didn’t know was that the entire auction had been strategically planned by me and my organization to turn this into a battlefield. Eli, unaware of the true nature of our mission, was

TIARA MCKENZIE'S POINT OF VIEW The sharp thwack of the gavel echoed across the grand ballroom, silencing the murmurs of anticipation. The sound rippled through the room, commanding attention as the emcee's voice boomed from the stage. "Sold for five million dollars to the Vasquez family at Table Eleven!" he announced, his polished tone laced with a hint of theatrical charm. The spotlight shifted to the Vasquez table, where an elegant woman with an air of quiet dominance raised her glass in acknowledgment. Her dark red lips curved into a smug smile that only enhanced the diamond's allure—the cerulean gem now hers to flaunt. "Five million for a rock," Eli murmured beside me, leaning in so his words wouldn't carry. "Think it's shiny enough to make her husband look at her twice?" I smirked, swirling the champagne in my glass. "Doubt it. But it'll make her the queen of the yacht club for the next decade." He chuckled softly, his breath warm against my ear. "And what about you? Are di

TIARA MCKENZIE'S POINT OF VIEWThe murmur of the ballroom quieted, and Aunty Ella's voice rang out from across the room, cutting through the buzz of excitement as she spotted us. Her smile sparkled in the soft light, her eyes twinkling with amusement and a hint of mischief. "Tiara, Elijah! Over here!" she called, waving us toward her table as though we were her favorite guests.I could feel the eyes of the room turning toward us as we walked through the opulent hall, the hum of conversations simmering down for a moment as everyone anticipated the evening's start. Eli, always the gentleman, offered his arm to me with a playful grin. "Careful, Tia, you might just steal the show tonight."I raised an eyebrow, playing along as we made our way through the maze of tables draped in gold and white silk. At the front, we found Aunty Ella seated, along with the Rivero family. Everyone was impeccably dressed, their regal demeanor a clear reflection of the years of power and influence they comman