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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
LUCIUS. The moment Patrea appeared naked in front of me, all I could think about was the many ways I would fuck her if I got my chance tonight. But what she revealed to me made the anger I felt for my deceased father reach its peak. And I had no fucking idea how I was able to control myself and the fire within me. Maybe because I was more focused on making Patrea feel better than on my anger at this point. I knew my father had been abusing females, and I bore witness to some of it. I never thought of the weight of all the abuse until it smacked me in the face. It made me ponder all the things I’d done in the past. They were nothing compared to what Lucien did to her or Lucija’s mother, but it still made me embarrassed for my own deed. It made me question my purpose as a demon. I never saw anything wrong with what we were doing, maybe because it was the way we lived. We were so used to torturing dark souls, living and dead, that it became part of our daily lives until we began tort
PATREA. Lucius just made me come, but my pussy was still wet, or even leaking, at the sight of him touching himself, and I couldn’t stop myself from crawling to him. As crazy as this might seem, I wanted a taste of him. I wanted Lucius in my mouth, but I was terrified that the moment his cock touched my lips, I would be reminded of how Lucien had violated my mouth. So this was a big risk I was taking. "This cock will never abuse your mouth, Patrea…" He said in a deep, hoarse voice that sent tingles and shivers down my spine, right to my core. My gaze was still fixed on him, but his eyes were on my mouth as he brushed the tip of his hard cock, oozing with pre-cum, against my lower lip. My lips trembled but if there were any doubts left within me, they were wiped out the moment his words left his mouth. "This cock will worship every corner of your mouth if you will just let me." Because again, I was trusting him. I parted my lips at the same moment his eyes locked with mine.
LUCIUS. I was still reeling from how her lips tasted so fucking good when my ears heard someone approaching the main door. I already knew who it was and I couldn’t help but mutter a curse under my breath the moment Patrea untangled herself from my grip. Her face was tainted with red tints as she combed her hair with her fingers before she unwrapped the apron from her body and walked towards the living room. I followed her and leaned on the pillar separating her kitchen from the rest of the house, where I have a view of her and the front door. She brushed her hands against her pants and t-shirt as if they would whisk away any traces of me, and it irritated me. "Hey!" Her voice sounded upbeat the moment the fucker Berner appeared at the door, carrying a basket of different kinds of fruits. I wanted to suck the life out of these fruits so they would decay and crumble to ashes, but I knew Patrea would know it was me if I did that. So I contented myself with remaining quiet and liste
LUCIUS.I left the human realm and sought comfort in my own kingdom after I argued with Patrea. It took a while before I was able to calm myself, but not after I sucked the life out of two demons that were on my way.I tried to put my mind in the blanks, but thoughts of her kept running through my head.In the end, I caved in and opened my hologram to have a glimpse of her, but she was nowhere inside the house, only for me to find her outside, discussing things with people around her, including the man I was dying to crush.She was not even bothered that I had left.Of course, humans would always be a better option than demons.I shut the hologram and summoned a she-demon to ease my mind of the witch, even for a while.I shouldn’t be bothered by Patrea ignoring me. I would not run out of females if I wanted to."Ugggh…" I grunted as her mouth took in my whole length, but the grunt was not out of pleasure but of annoyance. The warmth that I was expecting didn’t come. Having my cock i
LUCY. I was worried about where my brother was. After I spoke with Patrea, I told Adan I would visit Lucius in Kalmerus, and Adan being Adan, he didn’t let me go alone. It was easier to travel back and forth to the underworld now that Adan had requested a portal just behind the packhouse that would lead us directly to the outside of the tower. Lucius didn’t even hesitate to provide the portal. His only condition was to make sure Luther, my son, would be introduced to Kalmerus as early as possible. Unfortunately, Lucius was not in Kalmerus, and his righthand demon had no idea where he went, but he said Lucius had been popping in and out of Kalmerus in the last two cycles. "He’s here," Adan told me while nuzzling his nose into my neck. I was sitting on his lap at his office while I waited for him to finish signing the papers that he wanted to send to Blade’s pack by tomorrow. Adan never wanted to build alliances with any packs, as our pack thrived even without them. But Blade was s
LUCIUS. "But it was nothing compared to the attention I was giving you." My head snapped up to look at her, but she wasn’t looking at me. She was looking at the ceiling with her eyes welling with tears. "I like you, Lucius." She said it almost in a whisper, but I heard it loud and clear. Her words made my heart drop from its place. A smile was about to tug on my mouth, but it was gone even before it formed when I heard her next words. "But I know I shouldn’t." "Why not?" I couldn’t help but scowl. "We don’t belong in the same realm. And you’re everything I was trying to run away from. I like you, I really do." Tears trickled down her cheeks, but she wiped them with her hands. "But I’m sure it's not going to work." "Why not? I like you too." "Don’t say that." "So you’re allowed to say what you feel, but I’m not?" I snapped at her. "I’m sure we have a different concept of like, and I know it’s not going to work the way I hope it will." "What do you mean?" "I can never go bac
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