Orenda was created by the God of Destruction to protect the people of the world from the shadow demons known as eyti that now plague it. For thousands of years she - alongside her brother - fulfilled this sacred duty with ease...until now. Never in her millennia did Orenda dream she would be blessed with a soulmate. She was even less prepared when her soulmate turned out to be none other than the creator of the very beings she was created to fight; the God of Malice, Azadou. Azadou is cold, uncaring and has a deep hatred of the Gods. Everyone keeps telling her to stay far away and reject him, but like the pull of two opposing magnets, these two cosmic beings can't resist the draw to each other. As Orenda puts her heart, soul and dignity on the line to win the heart of her destined half, a new and mysterious threat emerges... Something sinister is afoot and it has big plans for Orenda. Orenda will find herself in the most tempestuous fight of her life, with the stakes higher than anything she could have imagined. Will she come out victorious and achieve her happily ever after? Or find herself at the centre of a dark parable with no happy ending in sight? This is the 7th book in the God's Saga. Series Order: A Queen Among Alphas Bite-Size Luna - Alphas Prequel A Queen Among Snakes Runaway Empress - Snakes Prequel A Queen Among Blood A Queen Among Darkness Dark Vocation - Darkness spin-off Whole Again - Alpha's spin-off A Queen Among Tides Valor, Virtue, and Verve - Tides Prequel Spin-off A Queen Among Gods A Queen Among Tempests A Court of Arcane Souls (side character short stories requested by readers) The Royal Shadow Series (Next Gen Coming Soon)
view moreInvidia guides me over to the bed, surprisingly not mocking or huffing at my laggard steps. I sit down on the firm yet cushioned mattress, my muscles practically sighing in relief to be on something comfortable instead of the stone and steel they have endured.āQuite the drastic change of scenery,ā I comment suspiciously.āDonāt go getting the wrong idea,ā she counters in a discouraging tone. āGranting you comfort doesnāt mean Iāve suddenly decided to be nice to you, it is just a means to an end. I need to take care of the mother to ensure the baby youāre growing is nice and healthy,ā she explains saccharinely as that familiar malevolent smile spreads across her face.I fist the sheets beneath my hands as the rage building inside me sends adrenaline coursing through my body. Adrenaline is good. Adrenaline means strength, energy and alertness. Itāll be a bitch when it tapers off, but Iām sure this wonāt be the last time Invidia says or does something to trigger my anger.āAnd then what
Time seemed to stand still from the moment Invidia left me on this slab. I have no idea how long sheās been gone. It could be hours; it might even be days. The existence of time has been erased from my mind as I lay here on the cold steel of the autopsy table with my hands against my lower abdomen in a self-soothing attempt to shield my unborn child from the horrors that await us both.I stare at the flickering flame of the candle against the wall as the magic that gives it life keeps it from burning down. Just gazing upon its warm glow reminds me of how much I have lived to see. Almost two thousand years ago, candles were used to measure time. The wax measured 30cm long with 12 perfectly spaced markings down the length of the wax. Each marking measured 20 minutes, with the candleās entire length taking 4 hours to burn. 6 candles were usually used to measure exactly 24 hours. Watching as the candles that illuminate my prison refuse to dwindle just adds to my overwhelming sense of bein
I finally reach the entrance and step outside, instantly greeted by the harsh, frigid winter air. The breeze cast off from the waves of the Mediterranean Sea surrounding the islet increases the icy chill making the wind feel like freezing razors against my skin. I walk through the snow wrapping my arms tightly around my torso in an attempt to shield myself from the cold as the sunās rays offer little in the way of warmth.āAya, wait a minute!ā A recognisable voice calls from behind me.I reluctantly stop in my tracks and turn around as the cold has my teeth on the verge of chattering. I watch Arthwinās familiar frame run over to me, his usual all-black attire standing out against the white snow around us while his fiery red hair makes him look like the human version of a GPS location pin. He slows down as he approaches, his heterochromia eyes becoming replaced by pitch blackness. The only thing keeping him from looking like a demon on the CW are the gleaming silver pearls that have ta
I look over at the bald figure, my brow raised as her words hang in the air, piquing my curiosity. I stare at her expectantly, waiting for her to continue, temporarily mesmerised as the glittering gold acts as a stark contrast against her deep, cool-toned, dark brown skin. A shade so dark most cosmetic companies donāt even have a foundation for her, not that sheād need it.āWhat are you saying, Canan?ā presses Hande, her Japanese-like features filled with interest as she leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees.āI think MĆ¼jdeās Devilās Advocate moment had more weight than she meant it to. What if this person been after Orenda for some time and seized an opportunity?ā she queries thoughtfully.āWho the hell would hold a grudge against my sister?ā I retort sceptically. āShe doesnāt have any enemies. I mean, how can she? The only beings we battle are eyti, and theyāre not exactly capable of holding a grudge.āāPeople donāt get spontaneously abducted. There is always intent, and a
āHow is this fucking possible?!ā I exclaim in indignation as I look around at the unique sea of eyes staring back at me, their sympathy and distress distracting from the majesty of their irises.āAyawamat, no one can blame you for being upset. We would be too if it were one of us missing, but it doesn't change the fact that this constant state of agitation you are living in, isn't doing you any good," chimes Afet sympathetically. "Weāre all equally concerned about Orendaās whereabouts and well-being; most of my sisters wouldnāt be out searching for her right now if we werenāt." The commiseration etched into her Vietnamese-like features is almost completely obscured as the midday sun streams into the rotunda in the centre of the Karthecaās common room, making every speck of glitter in her skin cast a golden gleam.I stare at Afet in silence, my fingernails digging into my palms as it takes all my willpower not to go off on her. I have enough self-awareness to know that the Delegation h
For the first time in a week, I laugh. I let out a bitter ā though still amused ā laugh as she speaks about avoiding rejecting my brother. I donāt know where this burst of energy is coming from, but Iām welcoming it gladly.Invidia pushes off the wall, glaring down at me in annoyance, āWhat the hell is so funny?āI look up at her, a bitter, mocking smile tugging at my lips. āYou even thinking you have a say in the rejection of my brother is laughable.āShe fists her hands at her sides as they are ignited by glowing indigo energy. āYou think I couldnāt reject him if I want to?ā she bites back acerbically.My mocking smile only continues to grow, and I find myself eager to bask in the aftermath of shattering any little fantasies she may have had of being bonded with Ayawamat.āYou seem under the very erroneous belief that my brother would ever give you the time of day,ā I gladly taunt, leaning back against the stone wall, the uneven edges suddenly feeling unusually soothing as I watch In
Iām pulled from my dark reverie as a groan of pain passes my lips when I feel an ache in my cheeks as my head is yanked downward. I lock with obsidian oculi with a golden core as Invidiaās fingers dig overly aggressively into my cheeks, her face a strange mix of relieved and haunted as she squats before me.āI understand,ā she murmurs unusually sympathetically. āI know what rejection can do to people. Despite what she liked to claim, I know my motherās strength was never the same after she killed her animai. She killed the man she was bonded to without thinking once about the ramifications. She was so fucking cocky,ā she scoffs in irritation, āAnd so obsessed with her plans for power and domination that she actually believed she was above the consequences that come with rejecting the magic of a God,ā she shakes her head in ridicule. āBut you see, Iāve learned so much from every mistake she ever made. I wonāt let anything derail my objectives, which is why I had to make slight amendmen
The sound of movement around me stirs me awake. My eyes slowly flutter open, my mind groggy and my body aching beyond belief as the burning pain in my ankle brings the reality of my predicament crashing down around me. I slowly look up to see Invidia standing over me, a satisfied look on her face.āIām pleased to see you ate all of your food. The last thing I want is to have to force-feed you,ā she lilts with faux concern.I say nothing. I just stare at her, my face no doubt reflecting my exhaustion but in truth all I feel towards her in this moment is apathy. I had expended so much energy communicating with her before because it was necessary; she had answers I needed. It was an unpleasant means to an end, but now? Now I need to save every last morsel of energy I can, if I am to get myself out of here.Invidiaās eyes narrow infinitesimally. āWhat? No begging? No pleading for me to set you free and do the right thing?ā she queries, her tone filled with mockery.I am an immortal, mille
Invidia smirks confidently. āYou understand what Iām saying now, donāt you?āāThatās why you chose me,ā I whisper gravely. āMy human blood is a fabrication, which means I contain far more celestial blood than other supernatural beings.āāNow youāre catching on,ā she grins.Invidia rises from her chair, pulls a small vile out of her back pocket and holds it up to the candlelight. Inside the vile is a silver liquid, a liquid I presume to be Godās blood, but it looks differentā¦itās not the vibrant silver Iāve seen the few times Iāve witnessed a God bleed. Itās darker, almost a gunmetal colour. Itās as if the mingling with human DNA, the process of abstracting it or maybe the thousands of years of being separated from the source has diluted its potency or warped it in some way.āIt took me a year to syphon this much Godās blood. It is a long, tedious process made worse by the fact that Iām only able to syphon insignificant amounts from my subjects. But Iām patient, and with enough time an
Hello!Welcome to the 7th instalment in the Queen Among series line-up, the first half of the God's Saga. Before diving in, it is important to know that understanding terms, character names, and events in this book is dependent on having read books one to six before this, beginning with A Queen Among Alphas. Each book in the God's Saga series (even the spin-offs) meticulously ties into the other books.While I welcome all readers to join these characters on their journeys and even encourage them to continue on with the next generation series releasing in 2025, I want readers to be able to have the reading experience they deserve, and reading this book before the others will impede that from happening.Now, I can't make you do anything, but I hope you take this into consideration before you begin. For a list of the books in the series and the ideal order to read them, please return to the book's summary page where you will find said list below the synopsis. Any further questions, reac...
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