We rolled over and over, then something I didn’t expect happened; the bloody bitch bit me. I felt disgusted and violated. My surprise subsided, and I took the hilt of my sword, hitting her on the head until she let go of me, and in one motion, I got back onto my feet. She got up and ran to her sword. Without thinking twice, she ran toward me with full speed. I saw her readying herself and her sword to deliver a fatal blow. Without hesitantion, I went into defence mode; legs apart, both hands on the hilt, my eyes focused on her and the weapon. Then it fell. A deafening sound of metal against metal echoed over the training grounds and echoed back. I could feel people starring. The blow sent me a few steps back, and I concentrated on keeping her sword away from my face, a new sensation awakened inside me. I pushed with everything in me only to let her stagger one step backwards, but it gave me enough room to take one step back. Then the cling and clang of two swords kissing, back an
I was drenched in sweat when I woke up. The fire inside of me has reached its peak – I hoped. Because every part of my body was on fire from the tips of my hair to my toes. Every now and again, it felt like the fire would extinguish until a small wind blows past and lid it up again. I couldn’t stop a moan from escaping between my lips, my eyes flew open, and I could see Enrickio leaning against a tree, smiling down at me. I rolled onto my stomach, the fire flaring up with every movement, but I had to get up, I just had to. I slowly lifted myself onto my knees, and then, with a huge effort, I straightened my back and legs. As soon as I was up, I wanted to go lie down again, I wanted to close my eyes until the pain subsided, but I couldn’t, I wouldn’t. I had to get to Zinnia before they did. I couldn’t run or fight yet, even though I wanted to kill him. The fire within me demanded control of my body and started burning faster and with more determination, but I wasn’t about to give
I was on my way to my last period, history, when Thentos came walking towards me. It was really getting on my nerves, that he was everywhere at anytime. On the other hand it was kind of nice, knowing that I was not alone for once in my life. I waited for him and when he reatched me I started walking again. “How was class?” “I actually enjoyed it. It was really interesting. Did you know Shifter can shift into anything out every animal group for the first month or so until you find your other?” He smiled clearly, amused at my reaction to this new school. “Yes, I did know that.” “Really old, pure blood, trained shifters can change into anything they see in front of them.” I told him even though I knew he would know, I was still amazed by what I just learned. “Thentos, Nia!” My nickname catched on quickly. I looked around and pulled Thentos to a stop as we waited for Stuttgart. He was smiling brightly, his gorgeous eyes focused on us. “History?” We knodded and
“You know it’s bullshit! She can’t choose, but it isn’t even a rule or law or anything. It’s just something the dragonshifters decided under themselves. She wasn’t even part of this decision. It's her life she should be able to choose… she should have a choice to choose the mate bond.” A ripple went through him and another. His body was busy transforming in front of me and suddenly with a tear and snap of bones. A huge black wolf stood in front of me. Tensing and relaxing. He just stood there, deciding. I hoped the animal instinct wouldn’t take over because then I’m kind of in big trouble, with al that anger and hurt coursing through his body anyone would be. I had no doubt about that. I slowly took a step closer to him and placed my hand on what once was his shoulder. His head swung around instantly, a growl excaping from between his clenched jaw. “Don’t do it.” I whispered “Everything will work out if it’s meant to be… relax …breath.” Air burst out of my lungs that I didn’t r
When I said goodbye to Stuttgart, I wasn’t ready to say goodbye. I knew I had to, but I was just not ready to say goodbye for what may be forever, I knew I wasn’t ready for all of this; my school, my relationships to end. And that new girl, Nia, there was something about her that’s not quite right. I understood why I had to leave and why I should marry Vigo, and yes, it is a valid point ou Elders make. We are noble and almost extinct, but why Vigo? Even though he wasn’t too hard to look at even maybe handsome to some, his pride got the better of him. He had a reason to be proud, there is a line that shouldn’t be crossed, and he crossed it a long time ago, and his attitude reeks. He was entitled and full of prejudices. He gets on my every last nerve and is one of the stupidest men whom I have met. If I could, I would fry him and be done with it all.It just hurt to know that I would not be able to spend my life with my true mate. My sacrifice will enable a new line of Dragonshif
I watched her as she jumped off of the balcony and as her wings unfurled. Admiring her beauty; her scarlet red wings tipped with black. A Shape Shifter can unfortunately not shift into a dragon unless they are a dragonshifter. She looked at home, gliding through the open sky. I couldn’t think of a place where I belonged like that. Only once in my life did I feel at home, and that too was ripped out of my hands. I couldn’t see myself feeling like that in the near future. For a moment, I was jealous. She really was a sight to behold but that feeling of peace and tranquillity, I longed for. I was consumed with my thoughts and feelings when suddenly, a sound brought my attention back from my moment of self-pity. When I turned around, a scream escaped from between my lips. In front of me stood a short female with shimmering, copper eyes, with long, dark brown hair that cascaded down her back until underneath her buttocks. Her dark, blood tainted lips pulled up into a feral smi
I was halfway to Endrosomera, just crossing Dandros when I heard a shriek of pain coming from inside the woods. Luckily, the pain has subsided enough due to the fact that I was almost there. Just enough to think through the fog of pain. I knew I had to go home, though I could feel the pain returning with a vengeance, at only the thought of taking a different course. I couldn’t just leave it. It sounded like a young girl screaming for dear life. I swooped down towards the tree line, towards the scream putting as many mental barriers between myself and the call. I changed into my full dragon form; it felt good, like slipping into soft, comfy pajamas after a formal event. I could strengthen my mental barriers then because I was strongest in my true form, but it would only work once the pain calmed a bit to think. I flew down into the forest and made my way through the trees and boulders, different creatures scattering underneath my shadow, a group of centaurs bowing their heads in ack
I have heard rumors drifting on the wind about a beautiful red female dragon shifter but never expected the praise of her beauty to be justified. Since there were so few Dragonshifters left in the world, praise tends to be overdone and much to easily given. On the contrary, all the praise couldn’t compare to her beauty. For once, the rumors were true. She was a magnificent being. I heard about her killing the wolf before I saw her from a distance. Rumors are like wild fire. They tend to get out of control very fast with assistance from the wind. I was quite surprised at seeing her. She was circling around looking like a ruby, shimmering in the sun when the sun caught her at just the right angle. When she finally descended, I realised she wasn’t as big as I have heard nor as evil looking. Instead, there was a glimmer of a tear running down her scaly cheak. I couldn’t understand why she would shed a tear for a mere wolf. I couldn’t understand why she couldn’t see me, I w
"Tell me..." "Jessamy!" Victorianna exclaimed, "What are you doing here?" "Debt collecting, is it not obvious? So, what is your evil scheme this time!" I demanded as that bitch walked into the room. I was sitting on her window sill. My aspect was crackling around us, and she could feel it. She lost control over her aspect and it came over her. "You know, the open favor or whish blah blah..." "I remember, no need to remind me." "I would hope that you remembered, as per the royal decree, all debts must be paid." I said sarcastically. I knew that she didn't have the decency to keep to any decree or law as she thought herself above everyone and everything. "I want an audience with my son." I demanded. "Is that all?" she asked, shocked. "Of course not. You will let him go free." I ordered. "That I will not do!" She yelled. Her temper was getting the best of her. "Well, then." I was on her. My extended nails were digging into the flesh at her throat. Suddenly, I felt a
A door hitting a wall with a bang awoke me from my dream. The poison was already working its way out of my system. I was confused at my surroundings. The dream it felt so real, so vivid, and then it hit me. This was not a dream but a memory. A memory I blocked out many, many years ago. It was during one of my rebel stages. It came back to me in a flash, I remembered that she was surprised that she didn't die because her dream of saving her family came true. She started to hope that the curse did not take and that she was free at last. I, however, had a nagging suspicion that that was not exactly the dream the curse was about. I suspected that it was one dream that everyone shared, even those who claimed not to. The dream to find your true love, your person. I regret never telling her what I suspected, but deep down, I hoped she was right. I taught her how to use utensils, how to walk and dance, and then when she allowed herself to love, she was gone. It was as I suspecte
I was on a ship, not any ship it looked like a pirates ship. The ship was filled with the hussle and bussle of the crew members working at their jobs. I could hear someone calling captain but did not realise they were talking to me at first. It was a big, african man with the kindest eyes. He called again, and when I met his eyes, I realised he was talking to me. I was the captain. He looked like he was my first mate, the second in charge. He rubbed over his ear, the golden earing gleaming in the sunlight. "Captain, there is a mermaid." He said. By the look he gave me, it was not the first time he said it either. I walked down towards him, where he was standing by the railing. He pointed to a spot in the water disturbed by a ripple. I was looking at nothing but water. I was about to turn back to him when I saw the movement under the surface, and then she appeared. She was the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. Her wet black hair clung to her pale white face, her yello
"Good luck to her." I spat"Jessamy, really?" She asked again."Yes, she is my mother."I knodded."She is....that is why she hates mother!" One plus one was finally becoming two in her head. She paced from one side of the cell to the other, she was restless and then suddenly she stopped in front of me ; "That is why she hates mother so much! I couldn't understand, mother wouldn't tell me and she lied about so many things..."She mummbled under her breath and then exclaimed ; "The deathdogs! I am not sure, but I think Mother is using you as bait to lure Jessamy. She wants to kill anyone who could possibly stop her from getting the crown." "What the hell? Deathdogs? Where did she get them?!" I was starting to worry now. One was a problem, but two was almost a certain death sentence. The only creature that does not fear a death dog is a dragon. It was almost like going up against hell hounds. Hell hounds were a certain death, but with dogs of death, you did not stand much more
Eric!" Briana ran towards me, embracing me. I caught her and swung her around. Briana and I have always been close. Even though we did not see each other much and were the opposite in almost every way possible, we were always very close. "Mother told me." she snorted."More like ordered me not to come down here. An order like that coming from nowhere meant something was up. So I had to come." She shrugged. "What is up? What are you doing down here." She looked around her in disgust. Honestly, confused. "I am your mothers prisoner." I declared and sat down on the cold, hard bed. "What! Why?" "I do not know what she is planning." She was quiet for a moment, thinking and then; "I noticed you said 'your mother', she is our mother. Your mother, too." For a moment, she sounded like an innocent child again. A child that has not experienced the setbacks of life. And in a way, that is exactly what she was. I took her hand and squeezed it. I was contemplating whether or
"My dear Boy, you are save....and alive!" Victorianna exclaimed, but you could hear the fakeness and confusion in her voice. Waking up like that, from being poisened and being certain that I was going to die, was shit. (Damn! How the hell did I survive?) The thaught hit me from nowhere. I looked at her as if to say; "Really." Only then did I realise that I was in a dungeon. I looked around at the gloomy interior and then back at her. "We do not have a room open, so you will have to stay here for now." She said apologetically. I could hear the tone of satisfaction hiding underneath the surface. I knew her trueself beter than she did. She was getting on my last nerves, and I did not have a lot left after being poisened over and over again. "Cut the crap, Victorianna." I hissed. "What?!" "Just shut up." I cut her off before she could start her rant. "I am not Briana or Enrickio that you can play and use. I noticed that you have not told Enrickio that I am not his little
- Warning, violence, and violence of a sexual nature will be described in this chapter -His eyes were closed as he started telling the story, his story; "I am a dwarf, a born, pure blood dwarf. My mother was not a noble, a royal, or carried any title. She was not a warrior, neither. She was a house dwarf. She worked in the house of one of the noble dwarfs. They were a very rich family and descendant of the dwarfish royal blood line. As well as descended from one of the Great Hero's. They had a son. A cruel, evil man." He paused and breathed in deep. His eyes opened, and I could see that he was no longer present and that he was very far away. "He raped her. She was a virgin, and he cruelly raped her over and over again. Ripping her open from the inside. She had to go to the healers and was made not to say anything. I was conceived, and he was made to marry my mother. While she was pregnant, he would beat her and rape her, wanting her to miscarry, but she held on, an
I tried to find a door to the wall inside my head, preventing me from shifting, but I could not find that damned door. A squeek of a door that could really use some Q20 disturbed me. I instanly tried to jump up and run, but standing was a problem at the moment. When I stood up, my leg gave away in pain. Cornelius looked at me, his smile gone. He turned and left the room. I could hear the click of the door being locked. (What was I supposed to do? Get up and open the door by myself? I was a bloody cat! What can a cat do, eat and sleep, sleep, and eat?) The thaughts went through my head. The thaught of a nap actually sounded really nice. I curled myself into a ball and drifted off to sleep. I fell into a deep sleep, but it was not as peaceful as I hoped it would be. Nightmare after nightmare haunted me. Pieces of my memories changed and grew into something horrible. When I was startled awake, I could not remember what I dreamed, but I felt exhausted. I felt the stin
I woke up with the most terrible headache I have ever experienced. It took a moment or two to open my eyes without the light, causing the headache to flare up in protest. To make everything worse, when I could eventually open my eyes, I saw the old coot staring at me. "You were out a long time. Three days. It was good to get away unnoticed. " He moved closer. "You made it rather easy....too easy, actually. It seemed I over estimated your powers or...." He thought for a moment, "Well it does not matter. I put a spell on you. Do you know what it does?" I starred at him like the lunitic he is. He raised an eyebrow in question and then continued. "Well, you will find out in about five minutes." He laughed in satisfaction, but it sounded cruel, and I knew that I did not want to find out what the spell did. "You see, the migraine you are experiencing is an aftereffect of both spells. The one that knocks you out and the next one. The spell I cast is an enormous spell and takes a lot