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PATREA. Lucius was already gone when I came out of the bathroom, which I was thankful for as I didn’t bring any clothes inside. I was hoping he would not pop back while I was still naked. But regardless of whether I knew he could come back anytime soon, I took my time walking around in just my underwear. I had no idea what I was aiming for. After a long time, I had fixed myself and was already ready to head down for breakfast, yet he was still nowhere, and I didn’t know if I was relieved or disappointed. I was already gearing up to agree with his request, but maybe I should wait until he asks for it again. Maybe something came up in the underworld that needed his attention. When I finally made it out of my bedroom, I saw Althea stepping out of her room at the same time, and happiness was evident on her face. "Wow! You looked so fresh, Patrea!" She exclaimed. "How was your night?" "I didn’t have any nightmares. Not even any dreams at all. I slept the whole six hours without any
LUCIUS. "Are you not going to answer me?" Lucy asked, her brows furrowing as she stood beside her mate’s seat while I lounged on the couch inside their office. Two days after I left their home, I was back again. "I went here to visit Luther, not to be interrogated." I hissed, annoyed to be looking at them instead of my nephew. "We want to know what your plans are." It was Stone. "So you offered three weeks to spend with humans? Are you sure you can manage?" Lucy asked again. "What the fuck is so hard about spending time here? And correction, three weeks with Patrea not with all humans on this fucking planet." Stone chuckled until Lucy rolled her eyes at him. "Why do you worry? What’s so hard about that?" "A lot! Unlike shifters, demons have power that just comes out when they’re furious. First, you can’t have your eyes blazing red all the time. And then the hissing has to stop." "But Stone is allowed to growl every five minutes?" "He does when he’s with shifters, not with hu
PATREA. I had no idea why I felt so nervous in his presence. I’d been with him alone numerous times in the past, so this nervousness was unwarranted. But then, three weeks with him would be a long time. I was just probably nervous that if he snapped and unleashed hell, I would be the first casualty. I didn’t flee the demon world only to be killed by a demon in my own realm. "I know you don’t eat, but I do. So I will be cooking food, and I expect you to eat with me as I’ve been eating alone for many decades…" "Okay," he answered as he picked up a fork and forked some meat from the steamed dish into his. "I can do that. What else." "I have work three times a week. So that’s Monday to Wednesday, from eight in the morning to three in the afternoon. During those times, you can do what you want." "Like visiting you at the library?" "Or visit the underworld. You can’t be at the library all the time with me. I need to work." "I have a fascination for reading." "No, you don’t." I chuck
PATREA."Do you think that if I promise to be gentle, you will let me kiss you?"My eyes widened before my forehead creased. "Aren’t we going too fast?""If six months is too fast, then yeah, I’m going too fast." He spoke in a voice devoid of any emotion before he pressed his fingers to his closed eyes."You’re upset.""I am. I’m a demon, Patrea. I don’t have the patience of a saint or even of a human."And yet he was trying to be patient with me. He was trying not to hiss or snap at me right now. "I don’t even know how to kiss anymore. But don’t offer to do all the kissing for me, as that’s what I’ve been doing for decades — staying still while someone abuses my lips." I chuckled even though the memory hurt. I was trying to lighten the mood because I didn’t want to upset him more. "The closest thing to a real kiss I have is the one I gave you on your cheek at the cave. That’s it."He snapped his eyes open and tilted his head down to look at me, his eyebrows hiking up. "How about we
PATREA. Lucius’ hand slid lower until his fingers touched my folds and it made me clamp my legs together. He didn’t withdraw, and he didn’t ask me to open them. He just stayed there, cupping my pussy while his lips kept brushing against my cheek and my jawline. I had no idea how long I had my legs closed, but I finally decided to part them. Slowly, until I had my legs wide open. "I’m going to finger your pussy, but you can tell me to stop anytime…" "Aren’t we going too fast?" "Do you want me to stop?" "No. Yes. No. Oh, Lucius! I don’t know!" "Relax, lean your head on my shoulder." And I did just as he told me to do. Soon after, his hand began to massage my whole pussy until a few fingers were pressing and rubbing against my folds. "Mmmmmh…" I tried to stifle my whimper, but my throat kept betraying me. It didn’t slip my gaze the way his mouth twitched into a smile at the sound of my moans. His fingers slipped in between my folds, and he began sliding them from one side to
LUCIUS. Patrea slept the whole night without any disturbance. I was now doubting myself if I were the one giving her nightmares, not that I intended to. Maybe watching her from the hologram was making her connect with the demon world, the hologram serving as a portal. Or perhaps, my presence made her feel secure enough that the nightmares stopped whenever I was around her. Either way, it only meant one thing — she needed me around her. A smug smirk formed on my lips as my eyes took in the beauty of the female sleeping beside me. She was purring in her sleep and would smile from time to time. I had no idea how long I had just been here, sitting still and watching her. I wanted her. But I knew I could never have her. I closed my eyes, and my mind went back to the first meeting with Hades after I had taken the throne from my father. **FLASHBACK to six months ago (in human time).** I just left a sleeping Patrea in her room at Stone’s packhouse and transported my body back to my
LUCIUS. "Good morning," Patrea was the first one to greet me, and I immediately stood up. I took the mugs from her hands and placed them on the table. Coffee. One was black, and one was with milk. I pulled a chair for her, and she immediately sat down with a wide smile on her face, but her eyes were teasing me. "So what’s new in the news?" "Hmmm…" My eyes darted to the newspaper I laid on the table, and I took in the first news that caught my eye. "It says that Delilah Guzman was being sued by her ex-husband for defamation." She laughed with her hand over her mouth, and my heart skipped a beat because her eyes were twinkling as if she found what I said amusing. "I didn’t know entertainment news fascinated you." She teased. "Not as much as you fascinate me." I winked at her. Red tints crept up her cheeks before she pointed at the coffee and ignored my words. "Coffee? I’m not sure what your eyes want, so..." "Which one do you prefer to drink?" "I can drink both, but I like the
LUCIUS. My hands remained fixed on Patrea’s back, even if I wanted to roam them around her body. I couldn’t take the risk of blowing up at this moment. She was kissing me aggressively, and I was enjoying it. I had been kissed and worshipped by many females — I could never even count how many lips I had tasted — but the kiss she was giving me was something I had never experienced, and I wanted more of it. Patrea was madness and sanity at the same time. My hell and my piece of paradise. And no matter how much I kept telling myself that I only wanted one night with her, I knew far better. I wanted every night with her, every day, and every moment. If I could only bring hell to earth, I would never have to leave her lips or the paradise she was giving me. A low grunt left my throat as I kept assaulting her lips, while her legs were clamped tightly around my waist as if she were urging me to move forward and stroke my hard cock into her. I was still lost in the sweet, warm lips that w
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