Novels by Sea Sia

Mortal realm was thrown into chaos after Layla fell sick and lay down in a comatose state almost seeming like in a deep sleep but the immortal realm was just as it was.An ethereal female was lying near the pond filled with crystal blue water, with sunlight slowly drizzling on her face she looked towards the sun and twirled lazily."Is it good?" Someone walked closer to her and enquired."Hmm" She basked in the gentle warmth and smiled at the male before propelling herself on her knees and looking at him sitting infront of her in the midst of a green field full of flowers that bloomed just with his presence."I am here to take you back to the mortal realm....Do you perhaps do not wish to return?" There was some hesitation in his voice as he gazed at her with anxiousness."Do you want me to go?""No..." Narairis replied before resuming."...But they want you more than me, Icarus waits for you to regain your body from a comatose state and Marianna even made a pact with me-" Laughter bubbl

Next is epilogueWhen the world was created, the supreme god to emerge was God Narairis who ventured alone in the immortal realm for eons, not finding a place to either keep his mind at work or to rest, for both the concepts were foreign to him and he was alone until the god of darkness, Ayrm descended in the form of a sleeping dragon who refused to open his eyes for another tens of thousands of years.While the dragon slept in the molten pits with his scales as hard as rocks and eyes darker than any red rubies God Narairis looked after him, fascinated with another thing that breathed it was initially a curiosity but accompanying one another in complete isolation for eons they formed an inseparable bond.Ayrm's dragon scale changed with time, and in the process amours golden liquid- the blood of a god dribbled down his back and touched the ground for the first time and formed a small golden pool.From this blood pool emerged the goddess of light Aria.Sounds of laughter echoed in the

"I love General Helios" The female had walked towards the very corner of the ballroom and clutched the commander's arm before declaring in an enriching voice filled with emotion. Not only Marianna rejected Duke Valentine without any explanations but had instead proposed another man infront of the entire empire. Just like that the ball had ended with many whispers in the background.A loud crashing echoed in a silent chamber at the very corner of the duchy and multiple goblets filled with medicinal liquid shattered on the ground.He was so tired of this."How long are you going to give in to their impudence?" Steps that were quiet eager to enter suddenly stopped outside the doors listening to the frustrated voices talking inside the room."You are in no position to raise a question about them, remember your place." It quieted down the murmurs and a long silence extended after the raged admonition."How long will A-no her name is now Layla, so how long will Layla live?""Not long now, j

Everdales have invited empire's best archmages and nobility along with the imperial family of Avesta, even the foreign nobles were graciously called to celebrate a ball in the honor of their daughter- Empress Layla and Emperor Icarus.At the surface no matter how much animosity Leon and Karl had against Icarus and dislike for Layla's choice yet for the people they were a picture of a completely harmonious family. The momentum of the extravagant ball had begun with the oncoming of the Layla whose cheeks were tinted pink thus matching her eyes."Can you please cover it up?""No honeybee, It already looks pretty." The palm encasing hers clutched Layla reassuringly as if encouraging her, but for what? For enduring embarrassment?'LAYLA' freshly written with dark ink was partially visible when top buttons on the emperor's attire were unfastened, displaying a portion of his chest. Many noble ladies looked at him shyly, got a glimpse of his body, saw the name and heard little shattering soun

Jeremiah Valentine- Layla's husband in past lifeA room which was all dark, without a single lamp or source of light was the only solace for Duke Valentine in these months. The day when his fiancée had slapped him was fresh in his memory as if just yesterday.He suggested a blissful relationship where she would give birth to his heir...their heir, what was so wrong in that?On Layla's birthday he had decorated his castle for her with pure white roses, he wished to apologize if his words hurt her in any way then why, why did she decide to leave him and go to Ardos. He would have been a good husband, a good person, and a good father to their children.For the world around, more than a year passed since the incident, but for Jeremiah Valentine who was always drunken and delirious not even a single thing changed.Duke Everdale was so raged with him that all their connections were severed and the emperor looked at him with displeasure so what was left for him apart from her memories?The o

"Your Highness, the empress is suffering from elipsamy." Helios had earlier smiled at Layla and reassured her that she was only bleeding from her nose and mouth because of eating wild mushrooms that she was allergic to yet the truth was completely different."...M-My mother...my mother had it, is sister going to be fine?..." Marianna could barely speak while Icarus was so afraid that his entire face was ashen. Who would have thought that his precious flower like Layla would have such a monstrous disease that first weakened the bones and deteriorated the body to such an extent that the person looked like a corpse.It was horrible."Its a good thing." Duke Everdale was passing through the hallways earlier and had heard the commotion of the male screaming for his commander thus he stopped and eavesdropped, to think that his daughter had the same disease that killed his wife was heartbreaking but when Helios said it was a good thing, Damien was enraged."What does your word fucking mean?"

Hades hadn't returned to underworld since past two days and I was panicking. He never does that... Was he still angry from me? I was waiting by the doors all night but he never showed up. Dad told me that it's his duty to ensure the working of world and it is not an issue if he disappears for some days but my conscience screamed otherwise because duty I can completely understand, what was beyond comprehension is that he did not informed me previously.Since the day I am together with him, Hades had not even once done so and right now too something was just not right, I could feel it in my bones.I will go to find him. It was the first time our mind links were separated, an hour ago they just closed off.. I could feel his heartbeat but not his emotions...at least earlier I knew he was safe. I am losing my mind. I need to go right now. "My Queen" a demon warrior called out."Yes?""Eros wants to enter underworld. He wants to meet you."My blood boiled with rage, wasn't last time enoug

Persephone's POVDeath is an irony....sometimes a curse, an agony, it's impact strong enough to wreck hearts, but when the visionary alters Death is a grace, a blessing, a boon. The ultimate liberation of undecipherable anguish of soul.There is misery and pain when one lives, sometimes not only bound to physical or mental boundaries but the soul gets exhausted from fighting. Death is a curse but again its a blessing as well. My Hades was never a killer but he sure was a liberator, a King. My father told me how he lived like a chained animal...without a conscience, an empty vessel.The moon goddess had power over life, the ultimate command over werewolves, she corrupted my father's soul....so if she can't kill me, my own father will.The thing about this world is that every coin has two faces.....where life ends, the dance of death begins.My father is no longer alive, he is dead, there is no heart beating, no blood thrumming but what is remaining is his journey in the underworld. H

Persephone's POVFailure, a word so simple but with an impact so strong.. to shatter the foundation of your self belief and faith. Hades draped me in a robe as I shivered from the frost. My father died protecting me and here I was enjoying the worldly pleasures. I was ashamed of myself...of the happiness I felt."But he was put to a curse, how can that happen...how can he die?" I asked with a voice unknown to my own self, it sounded empty."He was killed." Hades weaved his fingers in my hair, stroking softly as I take in a shaky breath, pain filling my lungs."Who killed him?" I asked slowly "This isn't the time Persephone." My eyes widened and I whipped my head so fast, I was surprised it wasn't broken from the force."Screw time, I want to know now." A lump formed in my throat but I pushed it back, my eyes striken with anger, vengeance and rage seemed to dance in my vision."You should rest we will talk about this, I promise.""No, I want to know.""Goddess we will talk about it l

Persephone's POV"I always knew about your father but your mother ....I never actually did, until you told me that day about your wolf." He squeezed my hand in comfort as I laid my head on his chest listening to his heartbeats....the only source of my peace."They say that moon goddess blessed Alpha Damien..your father, for his loyalty....she didn't. She wanted followers, worshippers and eventually ...slaves. She molded her spirit into a werewolf- the first one, followed by others who would follow her each command without a question.Alpha Damien was fierce and unwavering but he committed a crime...the felony to fall in love."I stared in his deep eyes only to meet sorrow and I knew something terrible was to follow."Although the other werewolves were allowed to mate, Selene wanted Alpha Damien for herself, she wished for him to be pure and not follow a woman and have his own family, her thoughts were that family makes one weak. She wanted full control over him because she still beli

Persephone's POVUnderworld"Hades" Sitting on the golden throne he was the epitome of Power and Masculinity."Yes Persephone" the vehemence of fury in his eyes startled me, their sentiments so raw that their shine was all sucked into black Oblivion.The man in front of me was not my mate anymore, he was a King right now. "Where were you?" His stoic voice made shudder run down my spine making my thighs clench. He knew the answer perfectly fine, not s single soul can enter or exit Hell without his acceptance."You know that yourself Hades." I whispered."And I also know you are seeking answers Persephone. Selene is-""I trust you." I breathed out, his jaw clenched on hearing the sincerity behind my words. You can't be angry with me my king, I will break each and every ounch of your self control."If I had a doubt on you, you would have seen me with Athelia pointing right on your chest." He eyes were smoldering fire, he was outraged.My steps paved way up the stairs, standing directly

Hades' PalaceUnderworldPersephone's POVI lazily opened my eyes from the best sleep I had in years, being totally exhausted from last night.The weather was cloudy, making it seem quite dark outside. The smell of lavender filled my lungs as cool breeze passed us. A day ago I was drowning in my sorrows, remembering every bad thing that I had encountered and just one touch of his was enough to make me breathe a fresh air of joy again.I blushed hard recalling yesterday's events. We couldn't keep our hands each other. One session leading to another. He was so strong, tracing my fingers on his abs, I tried to reminisce every hook and cranny, all those dips and rigid muscular pattern forming on his body. It all belonged to me and me solely. His arm draped around my waist as I laid on top of him, his white shirt encasing my body was the only thing preventing our skin contact. His warmth seeping into my body. Gentle but rough, Soft but vigorous, Dominant but submissive, Pure but absolute