❤️ Daisy, the Unbroken ❤️An Unknown Place:The room was dim and cold, with barely enough light to see the stone walls. Daisy was still chained, slumped quietly in the corner like a broken doll someone had forgotten. The air smelled like dust and iron.Lady Bana appeared without warning, her dark dress swaying slightly as if it had caught the wind, even though there was none. She walked slowly, her presence filling the room like a heavy fog.Noah, who had been standing near the wall with folded arms, straightened quickly when he saw her. He hadn't expected her to come here.“My Lady,” he said, trying to hide the nerves in his voice. “Did Oberon win?”Lady Bana didn’t answer with words. She raised her hand slowly, like she was pressing something in the air, and in an instant, Noah’s hands flew to his throat. He began to choke, clawing at something invisible wrapped around his neck.“Does this look like my happy face to you?” she growled, her voice sharp and angry. Her teeth were clench
FROM HIS HATRED, A DARKER DESIRE IGNITES ❤️ The Council's Verdict ❤️ "Uncle, you send for me." Nyxoria was seen walking toward him. She was in her chamber when a messenger came to pass her the message of her presence being needed in the palace. Vyr sat upon a throne of pure gold, the sunlight streaming through the open window catching the jewels of his crown and bathing him in a commanding glow. Draped in crimson and sable robes, he radiated quiet authority, a living emblem of power and majesty. Around him, the council of elders, about four, gathered at a massive oaken table, their robes marked by symbols of their clans and wisdom etched into their faces. They all turn to look at her with a big frown and angry looks on their faces, especially the one with a missing arm. Nyxoria didn't care, her focus was on her uncle who beamed at her when she finally stopped beside him. "Yes, indeed I did," Vyr said. "What do you say to this?" he asked, pointing at what he and the elders were d
❤️ The Emperor's Arrival (1) ❤️ "Forget about that mark she bears and kill the one who murdered her parents in cold blood, the one standing in front of us." Elder Rue pointed at her. "Let's kill her like she did to the king and queen," he added. "As long as the mark is on her body, we can't harm the one the moon has chosen to guide us except she uses her own hands to kill herself, willingly." the third elder that hardly spoke at any of their meetings spoke. He was Elder Kila, the leader of the air Wolf clan. "Nonsense," Elder Rue said walking up towards Nyxoria and then proceeded to hold her hair, which tilted her head upwards and made her hissed out in pain. "She knows what she did. We just have to punish her gravely to make her admit what she did and then after her confession, we cut off her head. She sinned against the moon goddess and against the earth that she walks on." He spits out in anger. "Don't say things you don't know Rue, she said she doesn't remember and somehow I
❤️ The Emperor's Arrival (2) ❤️Amongst the chaos that had ensued in the Arcane Assembly Ground, Dika rolled her eyes as she was the only one who didn't run. The gate of the Arcane flew open and a black horse strode in and the smirking face of Nyxoria was seen.The Horse stopped in front of Dika and Nyxoria got down."Must you come to the Arcane with Penelope?" Dika said and waved and smiled sweetly at the horse. "It's getting old.""I shouldn't come with my Princess?" Nyxoria chuckled. She touched Penelope on her head and it was as if the Horse could understand her, it nodded its head and left the Arcane ground. "I can see they all ran away, this," she pointed around the empty assembly ground, "never gets old." She added and grinned. She could still hear the running feet of the students.Dika snorted, her defiance as sharp as her tongue. She was the only one who dared to talk back to Nyxoria and live to tell the tale—the only one who had stood by her side on her first day at the Arca
❤️ Blood Ties And Bitter Rivalries ❤️"Who is Penelope?" He asked."She is Nyxoria's beloved horse, my Emperor," Principal Archmiagus answered, his tone laced with disdain. "A stubborn and wicked creature, just like its owner."Tharros nodded, rising to his feet with an air of authority."What has Nyxoria been up to?" he asked, his voice dripping with hatred rather than curiosity, each word laced with the venom of old grudges and simmering rage."Bullying," he said, the lie rolling smoothly off his tongue as a sly grin spread across his face. The growl that escaped Tharros in response was music to his ears. He wanted Nyxoria to suffer, to feel the wrath of the Emperor. If anyone could punish her, it was him.It had been years since the young Emperor had been seen outside his castle or attended any of the high council meetings with the kings and queens of Vampires, Witches, Faeries, and other supernaturals. His absence had given rise to countless rumors, whispers that slithered through
❤️ The Scent Of Power ❤️"What are you doing here? Are you here to cause some nuisance?" Nasa flared up, her voice sharp with irritation. Even the arrival of the new person—possibly the emperor—wasn’t enough to distract her from confronting Nyxoria.Nyxoria's smirk widened, curling into something both mocking and dangerous. Her voice dripped with venom as she replied, "You know exactly why I’m here. If I don’t succeed in making your face as twisted and ugly as your anger, then I’m not doing my job, am I?" She stepped closer, her tone as taunting as her glare. "Go ahead, start the fight. But let me remind you—last time you challenged me, it ended in disgrace for you. Surely, you don’t want history repeating itself, do you?"Her words were like a blade, cutting deep, and the venomous glare she shot her cousin made it clear she was ready for a fight.Dika, standing beside Nyxoria, reached out and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. The simple touch broke through Nyxoria’s fiery focus.
❤️ Forbidden Desire ❤️ "Have you seen what you’ve caused?" Nasa’s sharp, irritating voice broke through Nyxoria’s thoughts, dragging her back to reality. She and the others were up to their feet. Nyxoria turned to her cousin, raising an eyebrow in annoyance. "What are you talking about—" Before she could finish, Dika stepped in, gently placing a hand on her arm. "We should leave," Dika said softly, her tone firm but calm as she tried to guide Nyxoria toward the door. Nyxoria resisted, slipping out of Dika’s hold. "What did you say, Nasa?" she asked, her voice sharper now as her full attention locked on her cousin. Nasa let out a dramatic scoff, rolling her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Don’t act clueless, Nyxoria," she said, her voice dripping with disdain. "You’ve embarrassed all of us with your arrogance. The Emperor himself—" She paused, shaking her head in disbelief. "Do you even realize how much trouble you’ve caused? What if he decided to take down this Arcan
❤️ A Reluctant Submission ❤️Principal Archmiagus continued pacing the floor of his office, his heart pounding with anxiety. He had no idea how long he had been following Emperor Tharros’s orders, but he dared not stop. The Emperor’s sharp command still rang in his ears.He glanced at his chair once again, relieved to find Tharros no longer occupying it. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he finally stopped and slumped into the seat. His legs ached, and his mind raced. He couldn’t help but wonder how many times he’d need to pace in the future for Emperor Tharros.★★★By the end of the school day, Dika and Nyxoria exchanged their goodbyes before parting ways. Nyxoria made her way to the Arcane gate, where her horse, Penelope, was already waiting.Penelope neighed softly as Nyxoria approached, her elegant frame shining under the late afternoon sun. Stroking the mare’s mane, Nyxoria mounted her and began the journey back home. The day had drained her, and by the time she reached her ch
❤️ Daisy, the Unbroken ❤️An Unknown Place:The room was dim and cold, with barely enough light to see the stone walls. Daisy was still chained, slumped quietly in the corner like a broken doll someone had forgotten. The air smelled like dust and iron.Lady Bana appeared without warning, her dark dress swaying slightly as if it had caught the wind, even though there was none. She walked slowly, her presence filling the room like a heavy fog.Noah, who had been standing near the wall with folded arms, straightened quickly when he saw her. He hadn't expected her to come here.“My Lady,” he said, trying to hide the nerves in his voice. “Did Oberon win?”Lady Bana didn’t answer with words. She raised her hand slowly, like she was pressing something in the air, and in an instant, Noah’s hands flew to his throat. He began to choke, clawing at something invisible wrapped around his neck.“Does this look like my happy face to you?” she growled, her voice sharp and angry. Her teeth were clench
❤️ A Friend Worth Fighting For ❤️When Tharros entered his chamber, a soft smile crossed his lips as his eyes landed on the peaceful, sleeping face of his soon-to-be wife. She looked so calm, so beautiful, lying there like she belonged in his arms.He quietly pulled off his boots, then removed his shirt before carefully climbing onto the bed beside her. As if sensing his presence, Nyxoria instinctively moved closer and rested her head on his chest, breathing in deeply like she was finally at peace.†††Nyxoria’s Dream:She found herself standing alone in the ruins of a palace. Silence stretched in every direction of the ruined throne room as she waited for Ora to come but when she didn't she decided to call out her name, trying not to raise her voice up.“...Ora?” she called out softly.She called the name again, and just like that, the veiled woman appeared beside her without a sound. Nyxoria stepped back a little, putting some space between them.“Is there anything else we’re suppos
❤️ Mine from the Beginning ❤️"What am I going to do now? Nasa is trying to put me in a very difficult position," King Vyr muttered to himself as he stepped into his chamber and closed the door behind him. He walked over to the window, staring out without really seeing anything."Tharros and Vyrelen are not on the same level," he continued, thinking aloud. "So telling Tharros that my daughter has taken interest in his right-hand man shouldn't cause any problems… at least, I hope not."He let out a long sigh, then suddenly remembered what had been bothering him earlier. There was something important he had been searching for since yesterday—he had looked all over the throne room, and now his chamber too, but it was nowhere to be found."I can't believe I might have lost something so important inside my own palace," he mumbled, rubbing his forehead.By the time dinner comes, he decided, he would ask Nasa if she had seen it. And when Tharros came to visit him again, he would bring up the
❤️ Love in the Shadow of Blood ❤️Queen Aurora walked over to where the council of elders from the Fae Kingdom were seated. They hadn’t left Ashland yet, and even though the arena was slowly emptying out, they remained there, still in shock. Their young king, the one they had all believed in, the one they had placed their hopes on to defeat the Emperor's warrior, was gone. Just like that. It didn’t feel real yet.“I’m sorry for your loss,” Queen Aurora said gently, standing before them. Her voice was calm, but there was a firmness to it. “I know this might not be the right time to say this, but I still need to ask. You are the elders. The ones who advise us, the Kings and Queens. Why didn’t any of you stop him from going up against the Emperor?”She paused for a moment, then continued. “Had he forgotten who Tharros is? The Emperor isn’t just powerful, he carries the blood, the power, and the spirit of all of us. Every species. All in one. Did your king forget that? You should have sto
❤️ The Nightweaver’s Dance ❤️“Dark fire against dark fire,” Vyrelen said, voice low but mocking as the flame that had hovered between them, the one that had waited patiently for Oberon’s command, began to fade and died, dissolving into the air like it had never been there.King Oberon was still frozen in place, his eyes wide, clearly not expecting Vyrelen to carry the same darkness he thought was his alone. Dark fire was a rare one from his ancestors and wig years of perfecting it, it became his strongest power.Recovering from the shock, Oberon forced a smirk and spoke through clenched teeth, “May the best of them win.”Vyrelen’s smirk widened. “Are you telling me that... or trying to encourage yourself?” With that, the flames in Vyrelen’s hair died out.Oberon’s expression twisted with fury. A low snarl rumbled from deep within his chest, and suddenly dark fire exploded from his palms. It wasn’t a calm flame, it was rage turned alive. The flames hissed with black embers, the heat s
❤️ The Fight for Her Hand Begins (4) ❤️King Oberon clenched his fists so tightly that the veins on his hands bulged, and without thinking, he slammed one of them down on the armrest of his seat. A loud crack split through the wood, drawing startled glances from a few nearby people, especially his elder of councils who are close to him. But no one dared speak. They all felt the fury rolling off him like heat from a wildfire.He was livid.Not just because he had lost, but because of how it happened. The fight he had put so much hope in, two warriors he had trusted with his reputation, his pride, his revenge, had ended in humiliation. The Cindercloak warrior, Legion, who once burned through battlefields without mercy, had fallen without Vyrelen even breaking a sweat. And the cursed spirit of Ashland, an ancient being said to hold the wrath of the land itself, was destroyed like it was made of sand, not stone.Oberon had thought at least one of them would wound Vyrelen. Just one injury.
❤️ The Fight for Her Hand Begins (3)❤️"I should make a move? Did you not see what he just did to the Cindercloak warrior?" the spirit's voice echoed through King Oberon's mind, filled with hesitation. "You’re not blind, are you, my Lord? That man didn’t even lift a hand to win.""Are you defying me?" Oberon snapped back through their mind link, his fists clenching tightly on the armrest. His eyes stayed locked on the arena. "You made a promise to fight my opponent. And you know well, the Fae never go back on their word.""A promise is a promise," the spirit replied calmly. "I will fight. But you could’ve told me your opponent was Tharros." There was silence for a moment. "Fighting someone connected to him is not like you fighting a warrior."Oberon ignored the warning and returned his focus to the arena."The winner of this round goes to the Emperor’s warrior," High King Vyr’s voice rang across the silent crowd, breaking the tension. "According to the rules, the fight continues until
❤️ The Fight for Her Hand Begins (2)❤️Ashland:Ashland, the sacred battleground where Kings and Queens came to prove their strength, was packed with people. Each section was divided by species, the werewolves sat with their council of elders, King Vyr and Princess Nasa seated at the front. Next came the vampires with their queen, followed by the mermaid queen and her people, then the witch king, and more.Everyone was seated and was anticipating the fight that was about to happen, it was as if nearly every kingdom was present in Ashland. At the center of it all was the arena, a place where only one could walk away. A fight to the death.Tharros sat above the rest of the rulers, in a seat made for the Emperor. He had made sure seats were prepared for Nyxoria and her friend Dika. When they arrived, Vyrelen dropped Dika off before heading to the arena. Tharros made sure Nyxoria sat beside her. He turned his seat backwards which faced the arena and sat down.“You’re not watching the figh
❤️ The Fight for Her Hand Begins ❤️Early The Next Morning:Elyria Kingdom:King Vyr, who had fallen asleep in his throne room after another failed search, was woken up by his daughter, Nasa.“You didn’t sleep in your chamber, did you?” Nasa asked, helping him to his feet. “Something’s bothering you.”Taking his seat and nodding his head. "Yes, something is truly troubling me." King Vyr admitted."Whatever it is, it can wait," Nasa said which made Vyr to look up at her."It can't wait, Nasa. Don't you care about my feelings anymore? Or do you not realize I will die if I don't find it?" He asked."I am not saying it's not important, but I am saying whatever it is can wait because we have a fight to watch," Nasa said. "Everyone is talking about it in the Arcane, we have got to go." She added.It was as if someone poured cold water on Vyr's body and it drew him to what today is."Today is the day of the fight?" King Vyr asked standing up to his feet, the tiredness gone.Nasa nodded her h