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“Who’s there?”The crunching of the footsteps halts at the sound of my voice.Pushing myself off the ground, I quickly blink away the tears that blur my vision, training my ears. Without my Lycan, I’ve got limited abilities.
A Castle of Secrets Games
His tongue slid out between a perfect row of white teeth before he bit down on his plush, bottom lip. The smile that was on his face showed off his dimples, which somehow made him even more attractive. Elliot was sexy as hell, and he had me in the palm of his hand right now.Fuck every warning bell telling me to run away. Fuck every time he was an asshole to me. He’s the sexiest asshole I’ve ever seen, and I want him to do dirty, nasty things to my body.
A Castle of Secrets Rinse and repeat
“If you could control yourself in the kitchen, this dress might look half decent,” my mother gritted out as she pulled the strings on my corset tighter. I ignored the dig, allowing the numb feeling of today to take over. She somehow possessed the ability to make me feel numb while simultaneously making me feel like a flaming piece of shit. As I mindlessly stared at myself in the mirror, my mother slowly stole my ability to breathe. Flashes in my mind take me back to the day that I was in this very same position. Three years ago. “Father, I can’t. How am I supposed to say goodbye?” I sobbed, collapsing to the floor. “Sweetheart, goodbyes are for those we will never see again. See you later is the better term. You will meet your brother in the afterlife. We must be as strong as we can right now. Dallas wouldn’t want us to crumble in his absence,” my father kneeled to my level, speaking softly as he grabbed my hands, "He will finally be free." “He was my best friend,” I snif
A Castle of Secrets Raging storms
Despite the thick canvas above our heads, the forest provided little cover for the raging storm looming above our heads. Water fell in sheets from the sky, growing heavier and heavier with each passing moment, but I refused to stop. I didn’t want to go home. Home. It didn’t feel like a home. Not mine, at least. It felt like a prison cell. There was no warmth. No love within its walls any longer. Just never-ending dread that seeped through the vents, crawling across your skin, and slowly invading your senses until it consumed you. My dress clung to my body as a second skin, slowing me down, but I refused to allow it to stop me. Between the rain and wind, a cold chill had settled deep in my bones. Elliot dutifully followed closely, not bothering to ask any questions, nor did he complain about the cold that he was surely feeling himself. A pang of guilt hit me, “You don’t have to do this,” I shouted over my shoulder, not losing pace, "I'll be fine. I always am." “Don’t real
A Castle of Secrets "Beast" (Elliot's other half POV)
Elliot is merely a human without me, and a pathetic one at that. I try to have sympathy for him, but I cannot find any. It baffles me how the human brain chooses to remain stuck in any negative pivotal moment in their life. He denies her because he denies himself. How selfish is that? A creature like me can fuck through pain. Why punish myself with abstinence, feeding into that pain, when I can lose myself in someone else and grasp onto pleasure? I see that in Lilliana. Most of her kind choose to remain pure for their future mates. It is kind of sad really. Such women hold themselves to an impossible standard, holding their pleasure hostage for a man that would throw them to the side if the opportunity presented itself. But not her. She doesn’t deny herself the simple pleasures of life. Whether it be fruit stolen from a garden, or the deliciously sinful activities behind closed doors. I can smell the longing for chaos that breeds just beneath her perfect, porcelain skin.
A Castle of Secrets Meow
“Hissssssssssss.” Elliot jumped up at the noise that I made, “What the fuck was that?” His brows furrowed as he searched around the room through sleepy eyes, trying to find the culprit. Despite the extreme ache throbbing in my skull, Elliot’s sleepy voice filtered through. It was kind of a gruff, whisper laced with sleep. “I was imitating a vampire. The sun burns,” I groaned as the rays of sun blinded me through parted curtains. Blush tinted my cheeks as a realized how ridiculous that probably sounded. Flopping back onto his pillow, he chuckled, rubbing his eyes with the base of his palms, “I thought we might have had a feral cat sneak in here. That was the most pathetic vampire I’ve ever heard.” My mouth fell agape before laughter hit me full force, intensifying the ache in my skull. “Wait, what? You’ve met a vampire?” That’s exciting. I’ve never been to Xantha. Mother deemed it too dangerous as every species freely lives within their walls. Dragons, Faes, Lycans, Vampi
A Castle of Secrets Concentration
My bow felt heavy on my back today. Cue regret for drinking so much last night. Outside of my oasis, this was a place where I could blow off steam. When it was just me and my bow, the world around me melted away. It had to be that way. If I lost focus, my target was pointless. I’d never successfully hit it. I can’t explain the feeling that washes over me every time my arrow pierces through my target. Whether it be on the board. A tree. An apple. I change size and distance to challenge myself, but it’s difficult to go unnoticed. Pulling the bow from my back and holding it out in front of me, I press the end of the arrow against the string and pull back. The tension in the bow causes my body to shudder with pleasure. Holding the bow just in front of my right shoulder, I stare down at my target around one-hundred and fifty feet ahead. My eyes hyperfocus on the haphazardly painted X on the splintered tree trunk, blurring everything else around me. Inhale. Exhale. Six. Five.
A Castle of Secrets Chaos
A smirk played on his lips as he slowly turned his gaze from the arrow to meet my eyes. “That was impressive,” he looked.... surprised. More like horrifying, but yes, totally impressive. “Holy shit, are you okay?” I ran towards him as he remained as still as a statue. I suppose if someone just damn near killed me with an arrow to the heart, I’d probably be frozen too. “Physically, I’m fine,” he chuckled, flipping the arrow back to me in a fluid motion to grab from his hand. His eyes were no longer dancing with ink, they were nearly solid black. Was his Lycan angry with me? “I didn’t expect to hit you. Or I guess I didn't mean to almost kill you. I don't know what I was thinking.....” My heart was racing for an entirely different reason now. Guilt. I could have killed him. If he wasn’t prepared to stop that arrow, it would have pierced his heart. Even a royal Lycan would be mortally wounded from a blow like that. Not to mention the star tipped arrows that I used wer
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A Castle of Secrets Prologue (THE END)
“I think these may have been the greatest idea you’ve ever had,” I moaned, savoring the taste of another blueberry. My basket was nearing full, despite the fact that I’d eaten probably a hundred while picking them. Elliot had suggested we plant a garden full of fruit trees and bushes so that "we could relive meeting every day." Those were his words, not mine. The moment he'd said them, I swore someone had switched out the man I knew with some strange creature. “Aren’t all of my ideas superb?” Elliot quipped, watching me with a smile on his face. Standing on my tip-toes, I pushed a blueberry into his mouth, causing his eyes to widen, “See?!” “I’m just shocked you’d stick those dirty fingers into my mouth,” Elliot shook his head in mock irritation, “But the blueberry is delicious.” “Such a pain in the ass.” Elliot winked, “You knew what you were signing up for.” Sitting the basket on the wood, I pushed myself up onto the deck before flopping onto Elliot’s lap dramatica
A Castle of Secrets Didn't make it to hell
A soft knock on the door startled me, “May I come in?” Stella whispered, holding out a tray of coffees. “Of course.” She held the tray up, “I brought enough for everyone. Chaos knows he’s welcome to hang out. In the open,” Stella raised a brow, pulling a coffee out and handing it to me. “He says he prefers to be closer to me. Apparently next to me isn’t close enough,” a soft laugh escaped my lips, “Inside of me is the way to go.” 'Don't act like you don't love when I'm inside of you,' Chaos quipped. I could imagine him wagging his brows at the double meaning. He's not wrong. In either respect. Though I couldn't fathom the thought of being intimate right now. Maybe ever if I can't figure out how to fix this gaping hole that I call my heart. She rolled her eyes, “So dramatic, that man.” I nodded in agreement as Chaos separated from me, narrowing his eyes at Stella, “You do realize that I can hear everything. Is it a crime to want to be inside of an amazing woman?” he w
A Castle of Secrets Need him
Do you ever feel like your life is a series of moments threaded together, but one piece pulls away, unraveling everything as you know it? My father’s death created somewhat of a domino effect for me. I was like a rosebud. I had the potential to be something amazing, but without the proper nutrients, I would die before I bloomed. My mother had tried to starve me of everything I essentially needed to flourish. But in the end, she gave me the one thing that would change everything. I’ve been staring mindlessly out this window for what feels like a lifetime, but it couldn’t be more than a week. I've lost track of days, hours, minutes, seconds. None of that matters anyways.It’s stormed every day since he’s been gone. When I was a pup, the storms terrified me. I’d cry until Dallas relented, allowing me to stay in his room with him. Then, when he was gone, I’d welcomed them. Needed the sound of the thunder to fall asleep, like a baby needs a pacifier. Now, it simply feels as if it’s
A Castle of Secrets Good enough
“El..... It.... hurts,” I choked out, as pain spread through my body like wildfire. My body tensed up, feeling as if I’d been tased, “Di.... did I....do it wrong?” Elliot offered me a small smile. Even through the pain, I noticed his eyes were red and glassy, “It’ll be over soon, baby. You did perfect. Just, squeeze my hand.” Screwing my eyes shut, I focused on baby blues in the darkness, feeling the warmth of his hand while I waited for the pain to pass. Then, everything was numb. My body felt as if I were floating on a cloud. Warmth enveloped me as I opened my eyes. I felt different. Like parts of me were missing while simultaneously being filled with something new. Something better. “Fuck, kitten. I’m so proud of you,” Chaos praised in my head, “So fucking proud.” A choked sob escaped my throat, my eyes finding Elliot staring at me with his head tilted to the side. The glassiness was still present in his eyes. Relief flooded his features when I nodded at him, silently
A Castle of Secrets A hero(Chaos POV)
I’m so close to destroying everything. This mortal Earth is nothing without her. It would cease to exist without her presence. Her eyes haunt me every time I close mine. I’d wrap myself in every variation of emerald, green just to feel closer to her. I underestimated that walking fucking garbage can. Cassius was a waste of space and a disgrace to our kind. He’s been on some sick power trip for hundreds of years, mingling with the lowest of our kind. After we figured out what he was doing, my father sent me to murder those who aided him in becoming who he is. It is forbidden to go against the laws in hell. Despite being demons, we are to follow the law of Hades and never stray. We abide by a strict code, where Hades has the final rule. It prevents literal chaos from ensuing. Without order and discipline, Hell would be a madhouse. But we each hold ourselves to a certain standard and it typically worked until him. He consumed unwilling souls, learning ways around the law to bene
A Castle of Secrets The moment everything changed(Elliot POV)
TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of suicide Have you ever thought that you’d experienced the worst kind of pain, but really, it was nothing compared to the next thing? Or something that even follows that? In one moment, you think to yourself, ‘It can’t get worse than this,” but then, it always does? That’s what this feels like. Lilliana asked me what I thought would happen if she sold her soul to Chaos.... Would I feel our souls tearing apart? Would I feel the pain of rejection.... or would it be so much worse? Is she choosing him over me? “Elliot, you’ve been silent for what feels like a lifetime,” her soft voice broke me from my thoughts. “I....I’m not sure.” “Stella explained to us that Cassius wants to combine our magic. Light and dark. If I am the light magic, and Chaos is the dark magic; Do you think it’ll have the same effect? Will Chaos then become the stronger of the two of them?” Lilliana paused for a beat, “It has to be the same. Maybe better, because I’d be willing to g
A Castle of Secrets Need to get out of here
I had a dream last night. I wasn’t here, in this cell anymore. I was back at the little, dilapidated house near my oasis. Everything was as it would have been. No broken walls or rotted wooden floorboards. It was a home with light and warmth. The little home felt like it was mine.In the background, the sound of a record player ticked. Like the needle wasn’t quite hitting the groove as the record spun, creating an eerie sound.I walked towards the sound, lifting the needle, and causing pure silence. The type of silence that created a ringing in your ears. It was too much. Was I all alone here? Carefully adjusting the needle, a soft, haunting melody began playing. When the party’s over by Billie Eilish I stood before the warmth of the fire, hearing nothing but the soft piano in the background of the song. Closing my eyes, I swayed to the beat, humming along with the words. The urge to dance with someone was strong, "Elliot, dance with me," I called out into the silence, turning
A Castle of Secrets Geodes
TRIGGER WARNING:SA Sleep never comes easy when you lose track of time. I’m officially unsure of how long we’ve been down here or what time of day it is. That goddamned light flickering invades the darkness every time I close my eyes. Drip. Drip. Drip. “Where are you even coming from?!” I screamed at the water slowly dripping, then disappearing into the concrete. “Are you yelling at water right now?” Elliot groaned, making me gasp. He’s been unconscious for what feels like forever. “Thank the goddess,” I scrambled over to the adjoining wall. My heart beat rapidly as I stared at him with pleading eyes. Elliot looked like he’d been through the wringer. Dried blood surrounded his mouth as well as dripped from his temple. He had bruise marks around his neck in the shape of hands. The rise and fall of his chest seemed labored with every breath. “Never felt better,” Elliot forced a smile that didn’t quite meet his eyes. His icy blue looked like they’d lost their light, appearing g
A Castle of Secrets Medusa
Elliot looked at the ground before running his fingers through the mess of hair on his head. I stared, waiting for what he was going to say. The more I watched him, the more I realized how nervous he appeared. “The last few days without you kind of sucked,” his voice was low as our eyes met. I couldn’t fight the laughter that bubbled out. Shaking my head, I smiled, “I missed you too.” He relaxed, chuckling softly while shaking his head, “Just call me out like that.” My laughter died down as I shrugged, “If you’re going to tell me a truth. Make it the truth. Deal?” “Okay,” Elliot whispered softly, “Your turn.” “Are we making this a game?” “How about twenty-one questions?” Elliot raised a brow, watching my reaction. Before I could say anything, he read my mind, “I promise to be honest.” Heat flooded my cheeks, nodding slowly, “What’s your favorite food?” “Starting off cutthroat with that question I see,” Elliot winked, “A good burger does it for me. Extra pickles. Pepp
