“It’s always been her after all these years. Why don’t you get it even at this time? This stupid mate link connecting you two leads to nothing but periodic pain. You aren’t getting tired of enduring the same kind of heartache over and over again. Why don’t you let her go?”
“It’s a matter,” Diego muttered, not drawing his eyes away from the lady lying down on the bed. “Between me and myself, not on you.”
“But what about her, Diego? Her pain and ignorance of the situation between you and her. You keep on repeating and forcing that forbidden love imprinted between you and her making Adira the greatest fool in this trap. She may have forgotten the past but it was never lost in history. I know she was again attracted by the link, cut it.” Edith tapped his shoulder as her legs stro
Too deep…My eyes opened and a scene of the same that had passed is what I’m in. My body was too helpless to keep myself arise from this dither. Sinking into the depths of the waters that only a single moonlight from beneath keeps the froth visible, gasping for a breath of life that is gradually taken off of me. Who am I?All I know was I am of a creature that wanders around like the humans of the outside world. Eating and sipping what the world has grown… but our difference was of consuming blood and using it to regain and achieve abilities we have. Use those fortes in achieving the goals we need to fight over.This is what I believe…
I have committed the same wickedness throughout this land…The same merciless commotion that created those vengeful hearts. My teeth gritted as my hands clutched on to the vines stretching out to the walls of Abberant. As long as there are vines creeping nearby, it was not that impossible to rebuild the walls. Was it a coincidence that only the western part was fallen during the attack?“Lilith, the vine that holds defenses and base. Destruction and ruins of the past, your tendrils and stems shall clamp and restore what it has to be.” From the fertile soil down that demolished wall, a creeper of faint purple ascended and started to expand bridgi
“Oy, stop!” I laughed and grab Diego’s arm back. “I didn’t mean it. I just want to see what your reaction will be, calm it.” “I know, I was just testing you.” The sneer disappeared on my face when he turned back with that faint smile on his face. “I wonder if you still remember when I told you I don’t like it when others leave their scent on you. It’s just that—” I didn’t let him finish his sentence when my arms moved in a flash, wrapping it around his
“Kill her!!!” “She’s our enemy!” “Why should we trust the Alpha? Can’t you see? The enemy is his mate!” “Evan is right!” I shut tight my eyes and let out a deep sigh. Down from where I stand in this room’s balcony, behind the iron bars were the people of Abberant shouting and cursing a certain person. Someone who slaughtered hundreds of lives just because of a stupid decision. “That woman is the Luna. Do you think they’ll kill her as easy as you think?” “Traitor! You’re a monster!” “Let her out!” Those words…
“Who’s in the carriage?” I questioned them the moment I reached the room where they all are present. Amalia and Camilla standing behind the couch with Edith sitting on it. By the parted curtains, Gianni was there. Standing lifelessly staring afore. “Just someone.” “Who?” My gaze was directed on Camilla, on her face was a mocking grin. “The Alpha. He’s going to Shadowstone, want to know the reason why?” she beamed sarcastically. “It’s to—” “Camilla,” Amalia interrupted and pulled her arm back when she started walking towards me. But Camilla only tilted her head and gave her bestfriend a squint and rashly pushed Amalia. “What? She deserves to know the truth. She deserves to be blamed for all of this,
Adira’s POV “Tell me your plans, Edith,” my lips spouted. Every footstep she does seems to be the only noise bouncing onto the walls of the corridor, it accelerates every second it ticks.“Leave that for later. We have to see the frontier now.” Even her tone suddenly changed when she heard the news. She paced the right-wing and took the stairs down. From the doors that were settled in a row, Edith opened the fourth. “Don’t waste a single second, Adira. The faster we reach the battlefield, the easier we can have an idea to come up with a plan.” She flung her dangerous killing stares at me before she closed the door. T
“Could you two stop for a moment?” Edith blasted, popping those deadly gazes like they’re knives darting towards me. And it was from the Malfoy guy. “Whatever grudge you have on her. Set it aside, Malfoy.”“It is not just a grudge, Dieviry. She killed my mate!” He again yelled and pointed his fingers on me. I cast a sigh and quit countering his stares when he suddenly strolled with those heavy steps and lengthy legs. In a squash of a second, Malfoy was in front of me with his fist upon the air ready to whack my face. Out of my control, his knuckles hit my face making me crash down the piles of wooden slabs.“Get up, you bast*rd! Get up and fight me!” Supporting my body, both of my ar
“I don’t understand. You want me to kill all warriors that has a cut on their palm?”“Cuts with black weird writing on it,” I added and pulled the dagger out of the traitor’s neck. My hands roamed around Malfoy’s cold lifeless body and rashly pulled away his sleeves covering the mark on his wrist. “When acting alliance in a vampire territory, a pact is needed. A blood from one’s palms should flow down a bowl sealed by a sorcerer. Then automatically, an ancient writing would appear on their palms as a sign of allegiance and loyalty. In Malfoy’s case, I guess he had pledged something, a reason on siding Pinansey-angan that is still unclear.” Until now, the meaning and even the message that this mark conveys is still a mystery to me. A baybayin
Death… is never evitable. Life has started the sprout. And then when it blossoms and reaches the end, they’re sent to death. That’s why they called them best of friends. “What would you want to be your reward, Gaia?” His voice reverberates inside my head. It still sounds euphonious even if it’s only a memory. “Balaraw. Hand me a dagger that is winged with a symbol of nobility and a warrior. I want it to be finely-worked with precious metals and ivory.” A tear fell down and blotted the cream color of the ivory handle. My fingers simply glided it away as I pulled the blade off from its sheath. &nbs
Adira’s POV“How many had Sinandaya sent?” I asked Tyler, Sinandaya’s second-in-command, while I stand on the military camp reserves’ portion.“Five platoons under His Highness’ order,” he answered with his hands crossed behind him. Right, from the moment Sinandaya has been brought back on Claveria’s map and its existence to the other territories’ eyes, Felipe Homura finally was crowned as the prince regent and should’ve been formally Sinandaya’s Emperor if it weren’t because of me who pulled another war. If it weren’t because of Tyler, I couldn’t have known the reason why Felipe left abruptly.“Does it in
Third person’s POV The blasting of the cannons, the yells and screams of bleeding hearts full of strong desire to grasp justice and stability, are all gone. The field that had once grown vast seas of dandelions now was covered in crimson blood. Cruelty, deceit, and wondrous bloodshed. Killing and rivalry had never left the world. His eyes were like raging seas, his every step closer and nearer to where the subject is was like thunder meeting the ground. The fire had been ignited and there was no turning back.“We met again,” he spoke. Amidst the dark skies with only the shine of the
“I’m not gonna shut unless you tell me what happened at the field,” I irritatedly replied when she again yelled at me to shut up. But still, she didn’t answer what I ask for and darted me a glare before taking it back to the tiny creature he was holding. “I’m not a good storyteller. Just do ask your good friend when he comes back later.” My eyes automatically rolled and lay my back on a standing pillow as I sip from a glass of blood. Then she suddenly talked, starting a decent conversation perhaps.“Do you have a name for him?” I shook my head and flung a plain stare at the sleeping baby in
Third person’s POV*Sinandaya; A week before Diego had left Abberant pack for the convocation in Shadowstone“It seems like you want to find something.” Snow is falling so hard. The windows are all shut tight except for the door that slammed open from the outside. In came a woman zipping her leather jacket. Her hair was untied and messed up flowing with the wind.“I know you,” blurted the man sitting on a single-seater couch facing the lighted fireplace. Her hair with a streak of crimson red settled on her shoulder when she tied it slowly as her feet approaches the man with a tied dark brunette hair.“So, you get cold too? Didn&rsqu
“What? They’re declaring what?” I almost tip over when one of Mayari’s team suddenly flashed down from the front carrying a sealed letter. And Pinansey-angan’s attack was stopped unanticipatedly.“Ceasefire, General. They want to pause temporarily.” My brows furrowed even more that I snatched the letter from her. But instead of a decent group of words, what’s written was a bunch of meaningless ones. ‘The Senate’s judgment.’“Why should I care about the Senate’s judgment?” I muttered irately with my fist clenching the piece of paper.
“The princess regent of Daghum committed the most ridiculous thing during a war. Hmm, never have expected that,” Marco casually commented as his eyes travel meters towards the enemies’ side. It’s almost set. Only a few more hours and the sun will be buried in the east, the signal for them to attack.“For now, we should leave her case for tomorrow. We have a problem that much needed our attention than hers. Do you two have something in mind?” I questioned them. Mayari talked and pointed Daghum’s army on the far corner of the frontier’s first line of defense. “What happens to them? I don’t think they will be under our control, now that their commander had left.”
Being told about my pathetic chronicle, Mayari shut silent about the Abberant’s side and didn’t ask any more questions. Except these two; the current beta of Sanguine and the princess regent of Daghum, trying to crack the shell.“I am warning you, Lady. If you dare step in my way, I’m gonna kill you.”“Oh, really? As if you can approach me, not even an inch, lowl!”“What? Do you think you’re that difficult to slit?” Since these two entered the tent for the convocation, they’re like cat and dog trying to kill each other in quarreling. One’s defending Abberant and the other against his side.
“Gaia!” Mayari blurted, eyeing the black stallion I’m in. Edith’s right, they’re all in here. Abberant’s main frontier, specifically in the fallen first and second lines of defense, was now retained by three divisions; Daghum, Sanguine, and Mayari’s platoon.“I need the plan,” I opened. Leaping down the horse and walking towards Mayari. A sword was on her side and attached to her leather-like chest plate were clusters of tiny daggers and blades, and if I would guess, it was not only secret weapons that were resting inside every clutch but of other useful things like pieces of cloth and perhaps tablets. “The&mda