I hesitantly approached the massive doors of the cathedral, their towering height making me feel small and insignificant. Wilhelm has compelled the guard to let me in but I still feel a bit nervous. What if I am assaulted the minute I enter? What do I do then? Anyways, I still have to enter. As I pushed the doors open, a rush of cool air greeted me, carrying with it a sense of reverence and solemnity. The sight that unfolded before my eyes left me awestruck and filled with wonder. Inside the cathedral, the atmosphere was serene and peaceful. The architecture was unlike anything I had ever seen, a fusion of ice and stone that seemed to blend seamlessly with the surrounding landscape. The walls were crafted from shimmering blue ice, etched with intricate patterns that glowed softly in the filtered light. It was as if the cathedral itself was a testament to the ethereal beauty of the Icelands. Sunlight streamed through towering stained-glass windows, casting vibrant hues of blues, gree
It hurts and I don’t know why.The first time he marked me, it didn’t hurt so why now? Groggily, I open my eyes and I gasp when I see violet, not purple eyes staring back at me.“Sycamore?”He smirked. “In the flesh”.I sat up, eager to put some distance between us, mostly because of what happened the last time I was around him. “What did you do to Sia?”“Me? What makes you think I did something to him?”“He…he has never acted that way around me before. You probably had something to do with it”.“Maybe he was just good at concealing his ugly side”.“I don’t believe that”.“Believe what you want wolf. Not my problem”.“Is it supposed to hurt?”, I ask softly.“What?”“Marking me. Is it supposed to hurt?”, I ask again.“I’d have t
I never got to the bed, Sycamore didn’t let me. A gasp escaped my lips as I was suddenly pushed back, only to be held up against the door. As our lips draw near, I can feel the magnetic pull, the anticipation building with each passing second. The world around us fades into the background, leaving only the two of us in a space filled with electric energy. Our mouths meet and it’s an explosion of sensations. There’s a gentle pressure at first, a soft exploration but soon our passions take hold. Our lips move together in perfect sync, a dance of fervor and tenderness. The caress of his lips against mine sends ripples of pleasure through my entire being. Our tongues meet in a passionate tango, intertwining and exploring with a hunger for each other. The taste and warmth of his mouth is all-consuming and intoxicating. The heat between us intensified, fueling the fire that burns within our souls. The kiss drew to an end and I was forced to pull away from him in order to catch my breath.
“I’m horny”, Colin whined as Amar tore open another carton of Jack Daniels. She was a distributor at the party that the Icelanders were having.“And you’re telling me this because?”, she asked, handing over a bottle to some wretched man. She made a mental note to bathe after this. Giveaways were not her thing.“Well, I was hoping we could um..go have some fun”.Amar resisted the urge to puke.“And why would I want to have fun with you?”“Um because we’re at a party and nobody would know”.“I’m not having sex with you Colin so leave”.“If I am to leave, then you’re coming with me”, he said, grabbing her hand.“Let me go Colin”.“No”.“She said let go”.Wilhelm.Amar was hoping that they wouldn’t meet today. Colin turned to Wilhelm. “And you are?”“Your worst nightmare. Now scoot”.Colin glared at them before leaving. “This isn’t over yet Amar!”“Merry Christmas Amar”, Wilhelm murmured as he handed her a bottle.She sighed. “What do you want?”“I just want to talk”.“Later. I’m working”
I entered the prince’s lounge and I was immediately struck by a sense of awe. The room exuded opulence and elegance fit for a royal. The air carried a delicate fragrance of exotic flowers, creating an enchanting atmosphere that captured my senses. Stepping further into the lounge, my eyes were drawn to the magnificent chandelier hanging from the high ceiling, casting a soft, golden glow over the space.The lounge was adorned with lavish decorations, a testament to the princes’ impeccable taste and wealth. Intricate tapestries depicting mythical creatures and epic battles adorned the walls, adding a touch of grandeur to the room. The furniture boasted intricate carvings and was designed with the utmost attention to detail. Plush velvet sofas and armchairs provided luxurious seating options, enticing me to sink into their comfort.The room was a harmonious blend of icy blues and shimmering silvers, reminiscent of the enchanting landscapes of the Icelands. Crystals and icicle shaped orna
“I thought it was my turn!”, Eoff whined as he attempted to snatch the bottle from Sia.“It was”, Ruarc said. “But as you can see, your elder brother is quite anxious to get back to his plaything”.“She’s not my plaything!”, Sia growled as he reached for another bottle and uncorked it, having finished the other.“Then what is she, if not your plaything?”, I ask him. “She’s definitely not your mate or whore so what is Pharix to you?”He narrowed his eyes. “Are you sure we’re still talking about Pharix here?”“Definitely. What is she to you?”“Why do you care?”“Why shouldn’t I? If the father of my unborn child is exchanging liberties with another woman, then I need to know”.There it was, my secret out in the open.Sia set down the bottle, purple eyes meeting mine. “You’re…you’re pregnant?”I wanted to lie. I felt like lying but they need to know. He needs to know. After all, if I don’t tell him, he would eventually find out once my baby bump starts to show.“Yes I am. I know it’s impo
“No, no, no and no. I do not agree with this. Any of this!”, Eloive yelled as he popped a grape into his mouth.“Eloive, it’s the only way”, Toreh cooed.“No it's not. This is only going to get you killed Toreh”.“Eloive, I won’t die. Your uncle is only going to drink my blood for a while to buy Wilhelm time to save Amar”.“And then what?”, Eloive asked.“You pull me away from your uncle. See? It’s that simple. We save Amar and.…”“You become a bloodbag”.“Eloive, we have only today to rescue my sister please. Just do this for me please”.Eloive looked at her. “If this doesn’t well, I…”“It would end well Eloive. We’ll be fine. I promise”.Wilhelm walked back in. “I assume we are ready”.Eloive turned to Wilhelm. “If anything happens to Toreh or her sister, I’d kill you”.Wilhelm chuckled. “I thought you said you didn’t care about her?”“That’s besides the point”, Eloive muttered. Toreh turned to him. “Is it true? Did you say that?”“Look, we’re running out of time. Are we doing this
I am bored. Back home, such a thing has never happened to me before. Ranging from paperwork to settling disputes, there was always something to do. But here, in this palace, I am afraid boredom would soon choke me to death. The night is still young, and I’ll like to make the most of it. I would have gone out to party but I hate to be surrounded by alcohol and not being able to drink it. Being pregnant sucks. Surely the queen herself would be able to teach me how to overcome my current predicament. After all, it wouldn’t have been easy, mothering twelve children. Well fifteen, if you count her grandchildren. The hallways are empty and I hurriedly make my way upstairs. It’s eerily quiet, but even in the silence, I can still hear it. Someone’s cries. I move closer to the sound, and before I realize it, I’m standing outside the king’s chambers. I know it’s the king’s chambers because he and his wife are the only ones residing in the North wing, and I’m certain they stay together an
All I had to do was drive a stake through her heart and it would be all over. Father wouldn’t have to make the trip. The burden on our heads would be gone, and things would go back to being normal. The only disadvantage of her death, would be mine, and that of our son. Our son. I don’t want him to die, but he has to. I had to choose, and I chose her. But what does it matter now? I have been asked to kill her, and it would be treason on my path if I let her live. My weapon was sharpened, and all I had to do was kill her and be done with it. A slit at her throat or a stab to her heart. She wouldn’t see it coming, my blade, not when she’s fast asleep at the sweetheart garden, the moon casting a soft glow over her peaceful face. It’s funny that she can sleep so peacefully after the stunt she pulled. I envied her for a moment, envied her ability to sleep despite the shit that was happening around her. I jumped down from the horse, landing on my feet swiftly. Whipping out my blade, I
Yes, there's a sequel for the book after all. I advise that you follow my Facebook page, Cool Lette, to know when this sequel will be available on Goodnovel. Now, enjoy the synopsis, and a little insight.Synopsis:Chaos.It has always been around, shimmering within the surface, waiting for someone or something to break the surface and set it free.And I just happened to be the perfect someone.I never meant to do it; it just sort of happened. Somehow, I had managed to set Sycamore free from the mental cage Sia had sentenced him to.And now, Ruarc’s surrender to his Lycan was also my fault. Honestly, taking the blame wasn’t going to change the fact that I have broken the surface.Chaos is here and I’m afraid it has come to stay.*****"I want her dead."These four words, spoken with chilling determination, sliced through the frigid air of the Icelands like a sharp blade. The speaker, Thjis, whose eyes were once filled with compassion, now harbored an unrelenting verdict that sent shiv
“Do you want me to beat him for you?” A chuckle escapes my lips as I walk further down, toward the balcony. The wind hit me with full force and I held onto the railing to keep myself from falling. I could see the streets from up here and I was amazed at the snow-blanketed roofs and the Christmas lights that connected the residential houses. People walked in groups, chatting and laughing, unbothered by the snow that fell from the skies. It reminded me of Bluestone. Not the snow, but the unity among people. I sigh as Lukas’ letter comes to mind. I need to go back, but how? Thjis wouldn’t let me go easily, nor will Dogara, especially now I’m pregnant with her grandchild. Ugh! Everything is so messed up. Things can never go back to normal, so I am just going to make the most out of it. “No, I don’t need you to beat him for me Mujin.” “You sure? ‘Cause it seemed like you wanted to bury your fist in his face.” “Yeah, I want to but…” “But nothing. Do it Crinka. Maybe it will make you ha
“My lady, please forgive me.”I took another selfie, (the shit is amazing), uninterested in Mila’s apology.She had been apologizing since morning. Well it’s still morning, but I haven't answered her. Why can’t she take the hint and just let me be?The other concubines had left for the cathedral and now it just remained the servants, my entourage and I. I was a bit surprised that ‘Lady Igrith’ didn’t ask her guards to bound me up and drag me to the cathedral. But then again, I suppose she doesn’t want to get on Ruarc’s bad side.Speaking of entourage, where the fuck is Mujin?I have a lot of questions to ask him, but I haven’t seen him since. Mila might know where he’s hiding since she served him breakfast, but I didn’t want to talk to her. Talking to her means I have forgiven her, and I didn’t want to think I have. Sighing, I face my handmaiden and friend, calling her out, “Mila?”“Yes, my lady?”“Apologize one more time, and I’ll rip out your tongue, regardless of our shaky friendsh
A bead of sweat rolled down her back, and Dogara was surprised at the new feeling. She hadn’t broken a sweat in a thousand years, and it took climbing up a mountain top to do so. Heaving a sigh, she stared at the blanket laid out on the top, taking in the picnic basket. She hadn’t seen one in a thousand years. She definitely needed to start leaving the Icelands more.A gust of wind blew, knocking her off her feet. She would have fallen off, if Zikur didn’t catch her when he did. His strong arms wrapped around her waist, and Dogara tingled from where he touched her. This was madness. She wasn’t supposed to be feeling this way, but she couldn’t help but wish he wouldn’t let go. She realized then, that she liked it when he touched her.Shaking her head to get rid of the thought, she stepped out of his arms, and faced him.“Why did you bring me here?”“I thought we could enjoy the view together. I mean, haven’t you ever wondered what your lands would look like from a mountain top?”She ha
“Zora, how many hours left to breakfast?”The young maid paused and glanced at the clock. “Two, my princess.”“Do you think that’s enough to know about someone?”, Waxlyn asked.“Depends on the person, my princess.”“It’s Gales.”“Oh. Why would you want to know more about a farmhand’s son my princess?”Waxlyn eyed her. “Is questioning your princess what you’re being paid for?”Zora shook her head, eyes glued to the floor. “No my princess. Sorry, my princess.”Waxlyn rolled her eyes. “I’ll try on the dress later. There’s somewhere I have to go first.”She dashed out of the room and rushed up to the attic, ignoring the servants’ look as she passed them. The chair he frequently warmed was empty so she decided to check if he was in the library. A zap of electricity shot up her arm once she touched the door knob.hissing, she retreated, massaging her affected arm.“You royals never learn, do you?”She turned around as he appeared form the shadows. He leaned against the railing and she took h
The tequila only made her miserable.Setting aside the empty glass cup, she walked over to the fridge and opened it, shocked to find it empty. She checked the freezer and was surprised to find it empty as well.What the actual fuck?She stormed into his room unannounced and Massa looked up from the magazine he was reading.“What happened to all the blood?”Massa feigned ignorance as he sat up. “What blood?”She glared at him. “Don’t be stupid Massa. You know exactly what I’m talking about.”“No, I don’t.”“The fuck Massa! I’m goddamned hungry and there’s no single bag of blood in the kitchen! How the fuck did that happen?”“I don’t know.”She rose a brow. “What the fuck do you mean by you don’t know? Only you and I have been here. I don't know what happened to the blood, which means you should know.”“Honestly, I don’t.”She groaned. “Massa!”He rolled his eyes and returned his attention to the magazine. “You know, there are other ways to expel the hunger.”She glared at him. “If you
The sun was not yet up in the sky by the time Mila woke me up from sleep. Yawning loudly, I glared at her as I sat up in bed.“Good gracious, Mila. Why have you woken me up this early? Classes with the princess begins after she has had breakfast and that is by 9am!”“I’m very sorry my lady. I just wanted you to use the bathhouse first.”“Use the bathhouse first? What do you mean? Is there only one bathhouse in this palace?”“Yes, my lady, which is why I want you to use it first. The other concubines have their bath by five a.m. and seeing that you’re not yet comfortable in their midst, I woke you up by four, so that you can get clean before them.”“And why can’t I do it later? You know, when I feel like?”“I’m afraid not, my lady. Lady Igrith closes the bathhouse once it’s time for breakfast.”Closes? Is it a shop or something? “And when is breakfast time?”“By eight, my lady.”“Just how many concubines are there that they need three hours to dress up?”“They don’t use three hours to
Preet. Preet.Wilhelm rolled in his bed as he pried his eyes open. Who the fuck was calling him this late a t night? He stretched out his arm and reached for his phone. Popping himself up on his elbow, he read the caller ID, cursing hard when he realized who it was.Why the heck didn’t she call him since? Why now, when he was tired?Sighing, he answered and put the phone to his ear.“Leira, what is it now? I told you to never call me at night.”“I was really worried about you. Willy, don’t you think it’s time you came home?”Wilhelm didn’t consider that gigantic palace as his home, but he wasn’t ready to tell Leira that. “My name is Wilhelm, not Willy. Besides, I did tell you that I would only return after my position as the Crown Prince has been secured. So, if you’re calling to say this, end this call at once.”She sniffed. “Your cruel words affect me. Surely you mustn't plan on leaving me here all alone.”He bristled. “You’re not alone. My sisters are there, my brother as well.”“N