❤️ Dika (2) ❤️For a moment, there was silence. Then, Vyrelen chuckled, shaking his head.“You’re bold. I like that,” he said. “But you’re lucky I’m not in the mood to fight today. Besides, I don’t fight women.” he added.“Well, unlike you, I fight men,” Dika shot back, her eyes narrowing.Vyrelen’s smile widened, but his eyes darkened a little. “You’ve got a sharp mouth, I’ll give you that. But let me give you some advice. When you face someone stronger than you, sometimes the smartest move is to back down.”Dika stepped forward again, her chin raised."The first rule of the Amazon is that we fight till death and even if I am dying, I will be taking you down with me."There was a brief pause before Vyrelen let out a low laugh, impressed. “Alright then, let’s settle it. We’ll make it quick.” He cracked his knuckles, his dark veins faintly pulsing. "If you can draw out a single drop of my blood from me in the next five minutes then I will personally take you to see Nyxoria, but if you
❤️ Vyrelen Rules ❤️Vyrelen pointed at her, struggling for words as the small cut on his arm slowly healed. "You—You cheated.""Ah, you said I should draw out your blood which I did," Dika said, showing off the blood in her sword. "And these two vampires stand as witness to my win and also you didn't add any rules and no, I call it strategy instead of cheating. You just assumed you couldn’t be beaten, and that was your mistake. The blame is on you." she huffed out.The two vampire guards standing nearby exchanged glances but said nothing."You cheated," Vyrelen accused once again, he exhaled sharply, clearly frustrated. "If you have nothing else to say, please lead the way to where my friend is." Dika uttered.Vyrelen’s jaw clenched. "This isn't over, you just don't know what you've done, when you do, I won't back down."Dika shrugged. "And I don’t care. Are you taking me to Nyxoria, or do you want another round? Maybe this time I’ll make sure the cut doesn’t heal so fast."Vyrelen
❤️ Vyrelen Rules (2) ❤️"Of course, I always have the best ideas," Nyxoria said with a playful smirk.Dika nodded. "Well, since you're fine, I should be on my way home. I just wanted to check on you, and from what I see, you're doing fine.""I am fine, though it's only been a day that I have been here," Nyxoria said. "What about Nasa, did you see her today at the Arcane?""Of course I saw her, she wanted to pick a fight with me. Me." Dika snorted as she continued. "If not that you told me not to ever fight with her, I would have put her mouth in place, though I warned her."Nyxoria grinned. "I knew you would."Dika stretched and got up from the bed. "I should get going. I didn't tell my mother I would be coming here, I came right from the Arcane."Standing up as well. "Let me escort you out,"Both girls left the chamber with Nyxoria holding onto the parchment and quill while Dika rolled her eyes at that and was trying not to laugh.†††Vyrelen Chamber:"So, Dika beat you?" Tharros as
❤️ The Queen Wolf Dragon ❤️"Well, I marked my bride as mine the first day I saw her in the forest, and luckily for me, she turned out to be my mate as well.""Will she feel the mate bond with you?" Vyrelen asked.Tharros shrugged. "I don’t know, and I don’t care. Her cousin told me she was wolfless—you were there yourself. But that doesn’t matter to me. Whether she has a wolf or not, she is mine forever.""Even if you’re not her true mate?"Tharros scoffed. "My wolf never makes mistakes. Even if she had a wolf, it would still recognize me as her mate. That’s how it works, I think, regardless I know her wolf will choose me.""Well, things worked out in your favor," Vyrelen admitted."They did.""I don’t want mine to stress me the way yours does.""Want me to come with you?" Tharros offered.Vyrelen shook his head. "No need. If I need help, you’ll be the first to know. Besides, I can handle things myself.""But you couldn’t handle her friend," Tharros teased, playfully punching Vyrele
❤️ The Queen Wolf Dragon (2) ❤️"To see my wolf," Nyxoria said excitedly. "I still have plenty of time to get to know you," she added with a grin.Ora nodded her head and stretched out her hand towards Nyxoria. Without hesitation, Nyxoria placed her hand in Ora’s, feeling a strange warmth spread through her fingertips.The moment their hands touched, the air around them shifted. A powerful force surged through Nyxoria’s body, making her gasp. The wind howled, and before she could process what was happening, the world around her blurred.In the blink of an eye, they were no longer on the mountain top.★★★★Queen Ashani's Palace:Queen Ashani and her daughters sat around the dining table, quietly eating their meal. Dika sat close to her mother, enjoying the warm food, until Queen Ashani cleared her throat, her gaze settling on her."You came home late from the Arcane," the Queen said, her voice calm but firm. "Was there a problem?"Dika shook her head. "No, Mother, there wasn’t. I left
❤️ The Queen Wolf Dragon (3) ❤️Queen Ashani’s Palace:Dika glared at Vyrelen with everything in her, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. In a flash, she slammed her palm down on the table so hard that the wood groaned under the impact. The table didn’t break, but the force of her anger was clear. She then pointed one of her fingers at Vyrelen, her eyes burning with fury."I only did that to win so I could see my friend, which you and your useless guards at the gate refused to let me do," Dika spat, her teeth gritted. "What did you expect me to do at the last minute? Let your ugly ass win?" She scoffed, shaking her head.Vyrelen’s grin faded. His expression turned dark, his jaw tightening as he slammed his hand against the table. Unlike Dika’s hit, his strike shattered the wood into pieces, sending plates and cups crashing to the floor."Did I ask to be kissed?" Vyrelen bellowed. "I was minding my own business, humoring you in that pathetic excuse of a fight, and then you—" h
❤️ The Priestess Visit ❤️Queen Ashani’s Palace:Dika was still fuming, her body tense as she turned to leave the dining room. But her mother’s voice stopped her in her tracks."I did not ask you to leave, Dika."She gritted her teeth and turned back, lowering her head slightly. "I’m sorry, Mother.Queen Ashani sighed, "The Nightweaver that came here isn’t someone we can afford to make an enemy of," she said firmly. "You don’t want others to suffer because of your recklessness, do you?"Dika’s fists clenched. "I wouldn’t have kissed him if I knew it would lead to this. I don’t want to be married—especially not to him."Queen Ashani’s gaze sharpened. "So, it's not marriage itself that bothers you. It's the groom?"Dika exhaled sharply. "I don’t want to get married at all. Please, Mother, you are a queen. You have the authority to refuse this ridiculous tradition. I know you can do something."Her mother shook her head and stood up, walking over to her until their faces were only inche
❤️ The Priestess Visit (2) ❤️Dika Chamber:Early the next morning. Dika was already up in her chamber, moving with urgency. She quickly bathed in the warm water a palace maid had brought her. There was no time to waste—she had a mission to complete for Nyxoria, and her only prayer to the gods was that the priestess would be home. Nyxoria wouldn’t be able to keep up her act for too long, and Dika needed to move fast.After drying herself off, she dressed quickly, slipping into her black leather pants and a fitted long-sleeve tunic, stitched at the middle for easy movement. She grabbed her swords, strapping them securely across her back, and took one last glance at herself in the mirror. She wasn't that beautiful but she was very okay with her looks.Unlike Nyxoria, who loved riding her favorite horse, Penelope, Dika preferred relying on her own speed. Running was her strength, and she knew no horse could match the way she moved.Without wasting any more time, she stepped out of the p
❤️ 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
❤️ The Night Before Ashland ❤️"I don’t get it, Tharros. I know Vyrelen is your right-hand man, but calling him your shadow? That’s a little hard to believe," Nyxoria said, frowning."I know it’s strange, my love. But one day, you’ll understand," Tharros replied gently."So, he’s really fighting Oberon tomorrow?" she asked again to be sure and when Tharros nodded his head, she continued. "Where is the fight taking place?""Ashland." Tharros responded.Nyxoria's eyes widened in shock. "Ashland? The same Ashland that is at the outskirts of all kingdoms, the land that is forbidden to enter? That same Ashland?"Tharros nodded his head once again. "That same Ashland.""Why would Oberon choose such a cursed place? I heard there is an evil spirit that lives there who has a Fae blood and is very dangerous. If Vyrelen fights there, he’s walking into death. And we don’t even know who his opponent is.""You’re worried?" Tharros asked, smiling softly."Of course I am! Aren’t you? Vyrelen could di
❤️ Thousand Years To Love You ❤️Nyxoria noticed Tharros was leading her toward the garden. Once she sat down, a servant girl arrived with a bowl full of apples and grapes, placed it on the table, gave a small bow, and quietly left, just as Vyrelen and Dika walked in. Dika took a seat, while Vyrelen remained standing beside Tharros."What did she mean by ‘they… and you know them’?" Nyxoria asked Tharros.Tharros snapped out of his thoughts and gave her a small smile. "I might have an idea of who she was talking about, but I can't be too sure if it is them.""And what if it really is them?" she asked again.Tharros let out a deep breath. "They won’t hurt you, Nyxoria. I promise. I won’t let them. Trust me, they can't.""But why are they after me? I haven't hurt anyone and people that I don't know of are trying to hurt me," Nyxoria said with a frown and picked up an apple, biting into it angrily, nearly taking half of it in one go."When she’s upset, she eats like that," Dika commented,
❤️ Fefe's Fall ❤️Nyxoria had her bath. The water was warm, likely brought in by a servant, so she didn’t waste any time. Once she was done, she slipped into one of the long dresses Tharros had gotten for her that fit her.Not long after, they left for the throne room. This time, they didn’t use Tharros’ shadows. Nyxoria wanted to walk, to stretch her legs a bit.Taking her sword with her.††Throne Room:Fefe, still pretending to be Daisy, was getting frustrated. She had been standing for nearly an hour, and Nyxoria was still nowhere in sight.But what really annoyed her wasn’t the wait, it was Vyrelen.He had left the throne room briefly, returned before she could even blink, and told her Nyxoria and Tharros were on their way. When he first brought her in, she’d tried to sit in one of the empty seats around the round table, but Vyrelen stopped her.“Those aren’t for you,” he’d said flatly. “I’ll bring you a chair.”That was a lie.Instead of fetching a chair, he went to sit in one o
❤️ Unveiling Fefe ❤️Dika's Dream:Dika saw herself in an empty large room that could pass for a palace, The walls were painted red, but something about the color made her uneasy, it looked too much like real blood. She was alone, yet she felt like someone was watching her. Then, a woman appeared in front of her, tall, striking and beautiful, with two horns on her head."Who are you?” Dika asked immediately, eyes narrowing as she took a defensive step back. Theme first thing she noticed was the two horns in Bana's head.“I am Lady Bana,” the woman said smoothly. “I’ve come to offer you a proposal.”“So, I’m guessing you’re the one who pulled me into this weird dream?” Dika asked.Lady Bana nodded her head. “Yes. Like I said, I have a proposal for you and you will like it.”“And what’s that?” Dika asked, her tone sharp.“Join me,” Lady Bana said simply. “Help me destroy Nyxoria.”Dika blinked. “Wait—Nyxoria as in my friend Nyxoria? That Nyxoria?”“The one you know,” Lady Bana confirme