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Note: ***Any conversation with [ ] is in a demon's tongue/language, so Adan will have no idea what the conversation is all about*** LUCY. I didn’t mean to kill the dungeon keeper, but the moment I saw Adan chained up to the wall, rage surged within my body. I wanted to crush everyone around us, and the keeper was the closest thing in my grasp. "Then I’ll keep killing anyone that touches him," I answered nonchalantly as I moved in front of where Adan was seated. Adan wasn’t making any noise while I was dealing with the keepers except when he tried to growl at the other prisoners who were gawking and whistling at me earlier. He was quiet - either he was scared or my mate was fascinated. I was assuming it was the latter. Adan was not the type of man who was easily frightened. "I’m warning you, Lucija. You will face my wrath if…" I didn’t hear the rest of Lucien’s words as sparks ignited from my ankle to every part of my body, centering on my core. Adan’s fingers were skimming ag
ALTHEA. "Oh, Spirits! Blade! I told you I’m not leaving this territory!" I yelled in frustration at him for the hundredth time as he shoved my clothes inside my luggage, and I kept pulling them out. We’re playing a game of tug of war, and up until this moment, no one was winning. He wanted to leave this place as soon as Kingston told us that Lucien had taken Alpha Stone to the underworld, and Lucy had followed them. But before she left, she told Kingston to make sure I was safe because her father would come for me. With the shield up, I thought I would be safer here, but Blade thought otherwise. But what does he know? "You have no say on this one, Althea! We’re leaving! We’ll go to a safer place where the demon lord can’t reach you!" He snapped at me, tugging the last pieces of clothing from my hands before shoving them inside my bag. He zipped it up and threw it by the door, where it landed with a loud thud. "This is my life on the line! Why do you get to decide for me?" "I’m
LUCY. The place felt damp and warm, with no wind blowing at all. I used to be okay in these surroundings, but now I miss the cold wind biting against my skin while I was still in the north. This palace looked dead, but why would I expect more? I trod my way on the usual path that would lead me to Patrea’s stone cottage. She might be a prisoner in this realm, but she was given an option as to what home she would like to have. She told me she had them construct a home that was nearly identical to the one she had in the human realm. She thought she was being clever so it would still feel like home, but it only made her long for her real world. The smell of a freshly cooked home meal whiffed through the air, and I heard my stomach rumbling. My thoughts went to Adan — we both hadn’t eaten dinner, and I was sure he was already hungry by now. It was already almost dawn in the human world, while in this realm, we didn’t have any concept of time. Darkness was everywhere, and the demons and
ADAN STONE. I had no idea how long I’d been sitting in this dark place. I’d seen some of the prisoners being dragged out only to come back with burned skin, making the whole cell smell of burning flesh. If I wasn’t used to smelling dead bodies, including decaying ones, this smell would make me sick to my stomach, like the others here who were throwing up once in a while. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the wall. I wondered when my turn to be dragged out of here and be burned would happen. I was trying to make myself relax, but I couldn’t help. I had to think of a way out. I didn’t want to regret my action, but this was turning out to be a hopeless case now. "Water!" I snapped my eyes open and grunted a little loudly. I was annoyed now. My throat was fucking dry, and the heat from the ground, combined with sweat trickling down from every part of my body, was causing dehydration. In seconds, something appeared in front of me, and a big bucket of water splashed rig
LUCY. I spent a little more time with Patrea before I bade her goodbye. I wanted to check if my father had left Kalmerus, but I couldn’t reach Lucius’ mind. He was either having orgies or purposefully shutting down his mind from me. And I had no one to ask. I could approach Martin, my father's second-in-command, who served as his butler and beta, but I was sure he would inform my father of my inquiries. So he was not a good option. I just got off the shower and thought maybe I should sleep, but I wanted to see Adan, even just a glimpse of him. I was in my sheer black nightgown that hid nothing at all, and I’d been having the urge to touch myself while thinking of my mate. But a part of me was worried for him. So I sat in the middle of my big bed and crossed my legs while I tried to focus and imagine the Koshior dungeon. If I get this right, I would be able to see what was happening there at the moment. But I couldn’t. I still couldn’t master the ability to see something in anoth
LUCY. Adan was still in the shower, and I decided to make the room cozier. Although the whole mansion was dimly lit and eerie at times, I kept my bedroom lighted up with a big chandelier and spotlights on the sides. I had this bedroom adjusted when I turned sixteen. I wanted my room to feel like a human’s home and nothing like the demon world. And I was glad they didn’t change anything in my room. I clapped my hands twice, and the spotlights flickered before they closed off while the chandelier dimmed. My gaze then fell to the scented, wood-wick candles all around my room. I flicked my fingers again and pointed at the candles that I wanted to be lit, and one by one, the wicks crackled before they lit up. "Wow!" Someone spoke behind me, and his voice startled me a bit. I was not able to control the fire that came out of my finger, and instead of just the candle lighting up, I set the round table on fire. "Whoah! Whoah!" Adan exclaimed as he pulled the towel off his waist and tried t
ADAN STONE. "Wrap it up? With you watching? Are you fucking fucked up?" I growled again, my hands coiling into fists. If Lucy were not here, I would be throwing punches at him already. "Lucija, stop me, or I’m going to shred this man into pieces." He hissed at me, his eyes darkening before they blazed red. "Do it then!" I snapped back at him. I knew I could end up dead in seconds, but who the fuck appreciates being disturbed in the middle of having sex? "Can you both calm down?" Lucy let out a loud sigh, making my head snap back at her. "Can you cover yourself!" I growled at her. She was clutching the sheets over her body, but I could still see the roundness of her upper breasts, and I didn’t give a fuck if Lucius was her brother. For all I knew, demons had no concept of incest. "I am covered!" Lucy’s brows furrowed. Lucius flicked his fingers, and soon she had the same bodysuit Lucien gave her yesterday. "Better now?" He mocked me before he shook his head, looking annoyed.
LUCIEN. I didn’t find the witch. And I couldn’t force Stone’s pack members to reveal her whereabouts. Hades had called for me and asked for an explanation of what happened the night that I took Lucija home. Lucius accidentally summoned his name, but he just ignored it. By the time he realized it was a royal son who mentioned his name, the only thing he saw was when Lucija took my hand. But he heard me swear to her that I would never touch Stone’s pack. So even if I wanted to crush them and force the witch’s name out of their mouths, I knew Hades was watching and just waiting for me to make one more mistake. I could feel he didn’t like me at all, especially after that close encounter with him when Lucija’s mother was in my chambers more than two decades ago. I always had to watch my back. I felt like a fucking dog being watched all the time, and I didn’t like it. But I didn’t have a choice. I wanted to gain his favor even if I hated him. Despite being the being god of the underwor
Lovelies, the long wait is over. BEYOND THE DARKNESS: The Alpha's Little Witch - the third installment of the INTO THE DARKNESS SAGA is finally live on this app! Synopsis: Five years after the death of his fated mate, Alpha Blade found himself lost in the abyss of life. He had abandoned his pack and chose to lead a mercenary life to avenge the death of Soledad. But even after justice was served, he felt empty, and the need to take more lives had become his way of life.With too much blood in his hands, he became ruthless and cold-hearted, with no direction, no goal, and no will to survive—until destiny decided to play a cruel joke on him and gave him a light witch for a second-chance mate. Confused and not wanting to betray the memory of his first mate, Blade fought against the new bond the Goddess gave him, only to find himself being drawn more to the young witch who was slowly lighting up the darkness surrounding him. But when lies, betrayals, and secrets come to light, will
3 MONTHS AFTER PART 1 Epilogue PATREA. “Don’t you fucking dare to cut my skin!” I screamed as another contraction hit my body. I could only count the number of times I swore, but today had been exceptional. I couldn’t stop myself from throwing curses and bad words at my king. I was in labor, and the baby was ready to come out. Lucius was the only one with me since demon childbirth was never a problem. Demons could even give birth on their own. Maybe we were so relaxed that we forgot that I was still part human and witch. “I have to take it out. I’ll cut and heal it back!” Lucius explained in a loud voice. “I don’t fucking like seeing you whimper like that!” “NO! No! No! I want to feel my child coming out of my pussy!” “Patrea!” He hissed, his forehead was sweaty, and I could feel the whole chamber getting too warm. “Get out!! I glared at him. But I didn’t mean it. I was just in too much pain, and his worried expression was not helping at all. “No fucking way that I will l
Five years after.LUCIUS. Patrea was sitting on the low boulder while watching Luther, and I do our training for today. Lucija and Stone would take Luther here in the underworld from time to time so we could spend time with him and let him familiarize himself with the demons.For the longest time, they were taking Luther here and would sometimes leave him with us for a few hours just because they wanted to have time alone.But I knew there was more to it than that. They wanted us to experience having a child.After five years, Patrea and I were still not given any. I was slowly coming to terms with it, but that didn’t mean I was losing hope. I never stopped wishing for a child every time I fucked my queen, but I had stopped telling her I was doing it.Patrea and I never talked about it anymore. I could still feel sadness in her from time to time, but it didn’t make me feel less loved by her, and I was returning the love she was giving me tenfold more.We would always be great kings a
PATREA. Five nights ago, I told Lucius I was ready to take our relationship to the next level. I was ready to have a baby with him. A demon pregnancy could be detected a few hours after mating. But five days later, there was still nothing. I stared blankly at the mirror inside the bathroom that Lucius had custom-made for me. I felt empty. I felt useless. I knew Guinevere wasn’t lying when she reversed the spell I did on my body, and I was sure Lucius could get any female pregnant if he didn’t stop himself from producing one. So it must be me. Maybe my actual human age has something to do with this. I was not getting older in physical form, but perhaps I was past the stage of childbearing. And it hurts. It hurt more now than it did the first time when I thought I could not give him an heir because, this time, I expected it to be possible. Lucius seemed to not mind, but he might just be good at hiding it. Because it was the same thing I was showing him, but deep inside, I was
PATREA. “Follow me.” His voice came out so deep and hoarsely that I didn’t even have second thoughts and just followed him. “Is this the right area?” He asked as he stopped in the archive section at row number 35. “Yes.” “Now, what do we need to do with all these books?” “Place them back. The books are in alphabetical order, so they should be placed in their right spot.” I was not done talking yet when seven books rose in the air and went to their exact place. My eyebrows rose as I stepped back until I was out of the aisle. I checked if anyone was nearby, but then the archive section was at the far end of the entrance, and usually, only scholars or those doing special studies go to this spot, so it was safe to say no one saw that. I walked back and stopped a few feet away from him, watching as he laid the rest of the books on the wooden stool ladder. “You need to put them back as well,” I told him. “We will put the rest aside once we’re done with the reason we came here.” H
PATREA. After my coronation as Queen of two Underworld kingdoms, our lives returned to normal. So far, it had been so peaceful and perfect that I felt something terrible would happen. But Lucius eased my worry by telling me that the underworld was only chaotic if the kingdoms were not on good terms. As far as he knew, everyone was minding their own business, and the regular souls would just come and plunge themselves into hell. So I tried not to mind it and just lived the best days of my life with him. Today we decided to cross into the human realm and visit an old friend, or, should I say, an annoying neighbor. I missed normality, so here we were, driving the car into the house I used to share with Althea. I would take personal items and return the key to the house owner. And after that, we would go to the library so I could file my irrevocable resignation letter. As much as I could forget all about it, I made friends in the library, and I didn’t want them to keep thinking abo
LUCIUS. “Hades…” Luther just said his first word. It was a bit gurgled, but I could fully understand it. ‘The fuck! I spent fucking days teaching him to say ‘dad,’ and I kept bribing him with sweets and fire, just for him to end up saying Hades’ name first?’ Stone cursed in my head. His jaw tightened, and I knew he was stopping himself from growling. ‘Be thankful it’s Hades. You’ll be more pissed off if his first word is Lucius.’ I chuckled. ‘Just accept that your son is more of a demon than a wolf.’ He didn’t say anything, but he knew I was telling the truth. Hades walked toward us and handed Luther to Lucija before he faced Patrea and me. “King Hades, it is an honor to have you at our banquet today,” Patrea stated as she tipped her down before looking at him again. “It would be a disappointment if I missed it. I never had a queen for my kings for many centuries now, so it is rightful that I appeared here.” He replied before he extended his hand to Patrea. “Come here, Que
LUCIUS. My eyes roamed around the vast banquet that was prepared for the formal rise of the King and Queen of Kalmerus and Athwart. I was glad that I didn’t hold a feast for me so that I was able to share this coronation with Patrea. The big hall was already filled with guests from the other two kingdoms of the Underworld: the Kings and their offspring. Some of my siblings and my own spawn had arrived. They had yet to meet Patrea. Celebrations like this were usually done in demon forms, but since Patrea was only half demon, I requested everyone to present themselves in their human form, and it seemed that no one was objecting as everyone came in presentable clothes. Also, from what I heard, even the kings were eager to see my queen, probably because the Underworld had never had a queen in a long time, even centuries before me. A smug smirk tugged on my mouth at the sight of Lucija and Stone. They took Luther with them, and even though he was just a few months old, his aura was st
PATREA. Weeks passed, and I was still reeling from the feeling of being Lucius’ queen and the queen of two kingdoms. Today is one of those days where I had to fulfill a duty for our demons. “Open your palms and let your hand feed on their souls,” Lucius instructed me as we stared at the pit of fire, where I could hear souls full of anguish and pain. I swallowed hard, but I couldn’t raise my hand. I was slowly accepting the ways of the underworld, but my heart was shattering at the cries I could hear at the moment. “In time, your heart will harden. The souls you hear are undeserving of your pity, whether they are judged or not in the realms they belong to. If their souls went straight to the pits of hell, it only means that they were meant to be here. They were irredeemable and had never regretted their actions. We do not throw away souls that were sincerely regretful of their misdeeds before they died. That’s why the veils of realms exist. In there, they were given time to redeem