"How can you speak of your own brother like this? Do you have no shame?" Prince Ron asked, his voice dripping with disappointment. On one hand, he could not believe that the sister he thought to be kind and gentle would have such harsh things to say about her own brother. She almost reminded him of Rose. His mood was already ruined due to the nonsense picnic he was forced to go out on and now, he was pissed.Princess Mariel was taken aback. When she voiced her concerns to Prince Ron about his relationship with her brother, she never imagined his first response would be to criticize her. She had expected him to thoughtfully consider her words and then decide to break up with her brother. Why was he attacking her now?"Everything I've said is the truth." She insisted. "My brother does not love you. He's only using you. Think about it. Look at the way he treated you when you first arrived in our Kingdom. He was so hostile and distant. All of a sudden, he changed and wants to be with you.
But Prince Ron remained calm. He had been thinking about how to reject Princess Mariel for a while and the only way was with the truth. It was better she knew now before she fell deeper. She would only end up hurting herself."How can this be?" She said, still shocked. It never occured to her that Prince Ron liked men alone. She just assumed that he would like her if she tried hard. She never for once stopped to think that maybe it wasn't her. It was her gender. He just didn't swing that way.But then, he also said that if she were male, he would still not be interested.Knowing that she never stood a chance hurt the most. His words about loving only her brother, about his heart belonging to him forever, were like daggers to her soul. She thought she had finally found someone she loved, someone she could spend the rest of her life with but now all those dreams were shattered.The pain suddenly intensified, morphing into something darker, something fiercer.Anger.It rose within her, f
Zhee_AliyuSign OutBecoming the Elf King’s Bride (BL)EditPaywalledUpdated in 2024-08-06 21:55:371113WordsHe recalled his lonely days in the Isle, not knowing whether it was day or night and he began to cry. "I was kidnapped and while I was there, all I could think about was you. It was horrible. I was scared and I didn't know what to do. You alone occupied my thoughts and kept me going. You have no idea how happy I was when you came to save me but all of a sudden, you changed. You didn't pay attention to me anymore. You didn't talk to me and you always evaded my touch. I even started to think that maybe you didn't want me because you thought something happened between me and Fredrick."Zedekiel eyes widened, his heart aching at Prince Ron's words. "Why would you think that?""What did you expect me to think?" Prince Rom retorted, wiping his tears as he glared at his beloved. "You wouldn't touch me. Maybe you thought I was tainted by-"Prince Ron was silenced by a finger to his
Cordin, who had heard their King compliment Prince Ron in such a manner, felt like he had been struck by lightning. Their powerful King who always looked cold and scary was reduced to a lover boy before Prince Ron! No! He had to get out of the room before he heard any more. He didn't want the image of his King to change in his eyes.He quickly packed up the rest of the dishes, tucked the Fox under his arm and dashed out of the room.Now that they were alone, Zedekiel lowered his head to Prince Ron's ear, lightly brushing his lips against the soft pink lobe. "Do you know when you look the most beautiful?" he whispered, his voice a deep, velvet murmur that sent a shiver down Prince Ron's spine."W-When?" Prince Ron asked, blushing deeply. If it was about his appearance then he definitely wanted to know!Zedekiel smirked and caught Prince Ron's lobe with his teeth as he whispered; "When you're completely naked."Before Prince Ron could reply, he felt his beloved's hands move low, untying
Prince Ron moaned, arching his back like a cat, pushing out his chest as he felt the finger slide in deep. It was quickly followed by another then another, digging in until they brushed a certain spot that made his entire body writhe in pleasure. He cried out as his legs went soft and Zedekiel had to release his penis and hold him up by his waist.Prince Ron was a needy moaning mess as his pink ass was played with. The fingers slipping in and out in a fast pace, each time jabbing at his prostate over and over again which left him keening with pleasure. Tears of joy leaked from his eyes as he threw his head back against Zedekiel’s shoulder. Feeling his impending orgasm, his vision blurred around the edges, sweat dripping from his body. His ass clamped down around his beloved's fingers and he screamed as his shaft jerked then exploded, his body spasming as he came over and over again.As Zedekiel watched Prince Ron cum, his breath caught in his throat. The way Prince Ron squirmed in his
The humans have been at war with Elves for thousands of years. The hatred they had for each other runs deep into the depths of their souls, buried right into their bone marrows, to the extent that no human could stand the sight of an Elf and if one is caught, the worst kinds of torture were implemented.Their favourite was cutting off the long pointy ears and nailing them to the walls of their borders. Some even competed on how many ears they’ve nailed.On the other hand, no Elf wanted to hear the word 'human'. In fact, if an Elf should mistakenly pronounce the word 'human', he is immediately executed and if a human is caught, he is turned into a slave and treated like a dog till he dies from exhaustion. The Elves weren't normally this brutal. In fact, they are naturally peaceful creatures and had proposed peace to the humans which was accepted but the human King breached the treaty. He lured the Elf King into his castle under the guise of a feast to celebrate six months of peace th
As they approached the throne room, the guards standing on either side of the large golden double doors pushed them open for the siblings and they they bowed. The siblings found their parents sitting on their thrones. They were the spitting image of their mother while the only thing they got from their dad was their eyes. A few other people Ron recognized were there. Like the Royal Advisor, Physician, members of the royal court and so many others.King Cain was dressed in a golden and maroon attire. He was holding the royal golden scepter which was passed down from generation to generation. He will also pass it down to Ron when it was time. His dark hair was streaked with silvery grey hair which was covered a bit by the golden crown on his head.One look at King Cain would tell anyone he wasn't to be messed with. He had a stoic expression and the hard look in his eyes commanded respect. Ron was most especially afraid of him. Queen Lilian was the epitome of elegance. She was dressed
Ron sneaked out of the castle through his secret route. It was a dark murky pathway underneath his grandfather’s bedroom which led to a cave at a riverside not far from town.His grandfather had showed it to him before he passed away. They used to go on so many escapades together. Witness festivals, celebrations, annual games and competitions and so much more. But after his grandfather died, his father became more strict on him which left barely any time for him to go out and have fun. He didn't like to be indoors all the time like some housewife. He preferred to go out, interact and see what the world was like. Reading from novels wasn't enough. This time, he took one of his grandfather's disguises. It was a black wig and crappy mustache. After he reached the cave, he took off his royal clothes, folded them neatly then stuffed them in a bag. He then put on the wig and mustache, coupled with a dirty brown robe. He looked like a beggar. Exactly what he was going for. As long as he mi
Prince Ron moaned, arching his back like a cat, pushing out his chest as he felt the finger slide in deep. It was quickly followed by another then another, digging in until they brushed a certain spot that made his entire body writhe in pleasure. He cried out as his legs went soft and Zedekiel had to release his penis and hold him up by his waist.Prince Ron was a needy moaning mess as his pink ass was played with. The fingers slipping in and out in a fast pace, each time jabbing at his prostate over and over again which left him keening with pleasure. Tears of joy leaked from his eyes as he threw his head back against Zedekiel’s shoulder. Feeling his impending orgasm, his vision blurred around the edges, sweat dripping from his body. His ass clamped down around his beloved's fingers and he screamed as his shaft jerked then exploded, his body spasming as he came over and over again.As Zedekiel watched Prince Ron cum, his breath caught in his throat. The way Prince Ron squirmed in his
Cordin, who had heard their King compliment Prince Ron in such a manner, felt like he had been struck by lightning. Their powerful King who always looked cold and scary was reduced to a lover boy before Prince Ron! No! He had to get out of the room before he heard any more. He didn't want the image of his King to change in his eyes.He quickly packed up the rest of the dishes, tucked the Fox under his arm and dashed out of the room.Now that they were alone, Zedekiel lowered his head to Prince Ron's ear, lightly brushing his lips against the soft pink lobe. "Do you know when you look the most beautiful?" he whispered, his voice a deep, velvet murmur that sent a shiver down Prince Ron's spine."W-When?" Prince Ron asked, blushing deeply. If it was about his appearance then he definitely wanted to know!Zedekiel smirked and caught Prince Ron's lobe with his teeth as he whispered; "When you're completely naked."Before Prince Ron could reply, he felt his beloved's hands move low, untying
Zhee_AliyuSign OutBecoming the Elf King’s Bride (BL)EditPaywalledUpdated in 2024-08-06 21:55:371113WordsHe recalled his lonely days in the Isle, not knowing whether it was day or night and he began to cry. "I was kidnapped and while I was there, all I could think about was you. It was horrible. I was scared and I didn't know what to do. You alone occupied my thoughts and kept me going. You have no idea how happy I was when you came to save me but all of a sudden, you changed. You didn't pay attention to me anymore. You didn't talk to me and you always evaded my touch. I even started to think that maybe you didn't want me because you thought something happened between me and Fredrick."Zedekiel eyes widened, his heart aching at Prince Ron's words. "Why would you think that?""What did you expect me to think?" Prince Rom retorted, wiping his tears as he glared at his beloved. "You wouldn't touch me. Maybe you thought I was tainted by-"Prince Ron was silenced by a finger to his
But Prince Ron remained calm. He had been thinking about how to reject Princess Mariel for a while and the only way was with the truth. It was better she knew now before she fell deeper. She would only end up hurting herself."How can this be?" She said, still shocked. It never occured to her that Prince Ron liked men alone. She just assumed that he would like her if she tried hard. She never for once stopped to think that maybe it wasn't her. It was her gender. He just didn't swing that way.But then, he also said that if she were male, he would still not be interested.Knowing that she never stood a chance hurt the most. His words about loving only her brother, about his heart belonging to him forever, were like daggers to her soul. She thought she had finally found someone she loved, someone she could spend the rest of her life with but now all those dreams were shattered.The pain suddenly intensified, morphing into something darker, something fiercer.Anger.It rose within her, f
"How can you speak of your own brother like this? Do you have no shame?" Prince Ron asked, his voice dripping with disappointment. On one hand, he could not believe that the sister he thought to be kind and gentle would have such harsh things to say about her own brother. She almost reminded him of Rose. His mood was already ruined due to the nonsense picnic he was forced to go out on and now, he was pissed.Princess Mariel was taken aback. When she voiced her concerns to Prince Ron about his relationship with her brother, she never imagined his first response would be to criticize her. She had expected him to thoughtfully consider her words and then decide to break up with her brother. Why was he attacking her now?"Everything I've said is the truth." She insisted. "My brother does not love you. He's only using you. Think about it. Look at the way he treated you when you first arrived in our Kingdom. He was so hostile and distant. All of a sudden, he changed and wants to be with you.
"So this is where you've been." Zedekiel heard a familiar voice say. His silver lashes trembled and he raised his head, his gaze landing on the woman standing before him.All of a sudden, he felt like crying. "Mother..." he called out, his voice hoarse. But then, he didn't know what else to say so he lowered his head once more, his eyes filling with tears.Seeing her son's heartbroken expression, the Queen Mother could not stay still. She rushed over to him and engulfed him in a tight warm hug. The hug seemed to thaw the ice around Zedekiel and the tears spilled freely down his cheeks. His Mother's warmth crept everywhere, making his tense body relax as he cried, pouring out his pain and anguish.Zedekiel clung to his mother, drawing immense relief from her embrace. The steady beat of her heart against his chest was a soothing rhythm, grounding him amidst his turmoil. She gently patted his back, her hand moving in slow, comforting circles as she whispered soothing words, her voice a b
Tariel and Sariel quickly jumped off the bed and held both of Prince Ron's hands, looking at their sister suspiciously. "You're not here to take him away from us are you?""As a matter of fact, I am." Princess Mariel said with a smile. "I want to invite Ron to join me on a picnic."Hearing the word 'picnic', the twins eyes widened in delight. "Yay! Picnic!""You two are not invited." She said, immediately crushing their hopes.Prince Ron chuckled nervously. He really didn't want to be alone with Princess Mariel considering her feelings for him. He didn't want to give her any false hope. He was already head over heels in love with her brother. She had no space like that in his heart."I'm sorry, Mariel but there are things I have to do today." He said, trying not to sound harsh."What things?" Princess Mariel asked. It was obvious that Prince Ron was just trying to worm his way out and she wouldn't let him. She had to make him aware of her feelings for him."Lots and lots of things, ri
The underworld was a realm of perpetual twilight, where shadows danced along jagged rock formations and the air was thick with an oppressive, sulfurous haze. Rivers of molten lava snaked through the landscape, casting an eerie, reddish glow that flickered off the cavernous walls. The ground was a mosaic of dark, foreboding stone, from which wisps of noxious smoke occasionally erupted.Screams and wails of tortured souls, horrid sounds of whips meeting flesh and the continuous jiggling of chains could be heard echoing throughout the place.In the heart of this desolate domain stood the Dark Lord's castle which loomed ominously atop a jagged mountain, its black stone walls seemingly absorbing all light. Tall, spiked towers pierced the perpetual twilight sky, and crimson banners fluttered in a ghostly breeze.The Dark Lord was sitting on his throne which was elevated on a dais of blackened stone, his imposing figure radiating an aura of absolute authority. His pristine white robes and bl
"Oh my God!!!" Prince Ludiciel shouted, his eyes widening. "I-It's the Dark Lord!!"The Darklings all gazed at the towering figure in fear.Prince Ludiciel nudged Alaric with his elbow and whispered; "Hey it's your turn!""Oh no! We're all doomed!" Alaric shouted reluctantly, waving his hands in the air like they were all done for. "The Dark Lord is out! We have to get out of here!"The Darklings and Fredrick; "........"..............................The Towering figure let out a horrid roar and the Darklings quickly went on their knees, chanting, "Long live the Dark Lord! Long live the Dark Lord!"The Dark Lord stood tall, a grotesque and terrifying presence. Its eyes burned a fierce red, piercing through the steam and darkness. A black crown, jagged and twisted, sat atop its head and its face was a ghastly mask of evil, with sharp, protruding fangs and a long, serpentine tongue that flicked out menacingly.The Darklings, now more frenzied than ever, roared their greetings in respo