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Orian's pov My gaze was fixated on him as his face contorted in pain, beads of sweat rolled down his skin and his eyes glassy as he fought hard to keep back the tears but that didn't stop me from lifting the near-blunt knife and bringing it down against his wrist like I had done multiple times severing his hand off enjoying the rise and fall of his chest as his blood splattered everywhere including my face and a sinister smile crept on my lips when a tear rolled from the corner of his eye and down his cheeks.That was my aim, to see him break, maiming him with the near blunt knife only made the process longer and more painful."Crying uncle?" I questioned bringing the dagger down one last time and a painful yell tore from his throat as his wrist slipped away against the blood pooling on the floor, "Now you won't have a dominant hand to fake notes anymore.""You little bitch!" He groaned with more tears falling down his face, brows scrunched and mouth open, "Orian!"
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Orian’s povWhen I got home, I was embraced with darkness and eerie silence that had a feeling of dread settling in me but I shook it off and closed the door quietly behind me as I told myself that she was asleep. I could perceive her scent which still lingered pronouncing her presence and I tried getting rid of the worrying feeling as I took off my shoes and coat.I switched on the lights and went straight to the kitchen to quench my thirst and as I moved the feeling that something was wrong came back again, the castle was too silent and I could feel her but I couldn't entirely feel her. I got the water and went straight to my office to my office to drop my things off before going up to check on her and when I got in there, a smile came across my lips seeing a present box and a box of chocolate next to it. I got my hands on it, excitement bubbling within me as I opened it knowing she had dropped it there for me and there were two mugs in the parcel, one had my name "Orian" written
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Orian’s povWe found her soon enough, she wasn't hard to find as she was exactly where I guess she would be. I stopped the guards and we all dismounted from our horses advancing towards her while I watched her intently as she sat staring into space with her puppy in her hold probably being frustrated at being able to see the other side but not being able to cross."Don't be a scared puppy." She murmured as she stroked her fur, "I will get us out of here, maybe if I had powers I could, I am sorry." She got up, her words breaking me knowing she still felt insecure for not having powers and seeing how she was hell-bent on leaving, was I that easy to leave? Don't make this about you! Another voice said in my head and I saw as she dropped the puppy and stepped back before running towards the space and attempting to throw herself through but she was rewarded with being flung back to the ground and I rushed to her side picking her up immediately ignoring the sensual sparks that flowed immed
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Amara's pov I deliberated on what fairytale we would fit in, a fairytale with a darker twist because no fairy tales had the heroine running through the forest with an inferno of fervor and need budding through her while the villain chased behind unseen. There were princesses and princes who were gentlemen in fairytales with the kisses of true love and a happily ever after but that wasn't the case in mine.If I were still to root out a similar fairytale with a heroine like me and a villain like Orian, I'd settle for Beauty and the Beast, only that the beast didn't chase Belle through the woods with the promise of ruining her if he caught her.If we are beauty and the beast, I am a beauty snyek what are you? I could tell that he most definitely smirked as his words made their way through the mind link, are you the beast or Gaston? My insides coiled in irritation at the mention of being compared to Gaston and I tried hard to block him that instant so he wouldn't
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Amara's pov Orian's hold on my wrists tightened as I grappled against him, his lap clamped my legs tighter together making it harder for me to wiggle away from his hold. I was only rewarded with getting my hair everywhere as I struggled and I could feel dried twigs and leaves sticking to the strands.I gave up fighting, my breath hitched as I heaved, my chest following an upward and downward motion with my bosom swelling and trickles of sweat rolled down the skin.His gaze was fixated on my chest, a low groan coming from him as he relaxed against me pushing all his weight on my body. I hissed at the contact almost running mad at the sparks that flew with familiar tiny thunderbolts erupting in my belly and Orian groaned at the contact too shifting his gaze to meet mine.His eyes darkened now, intense as he captivated my gaze with his. His looks spoke one language, lust and carnality just as I felt and I fought against my urges to lift my hips and grind against hi
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Amara’s povOrian flipped the blade away and it made some noise as it landed in the nearby bushes, he let go of my hands, bringing his to my sides and he lifted his head. His gaze went down to stare at my body and instinctively my hands went down to shield myself and I turned away shyly not meeting his gaze."moy malen'kiy lunnyy svet." My little moonlight, His hands came to mine prying them away from my body, "ty idealen, ne pryach'sya ot svoyego partnera." You are perfect, don't shield yourself from your mate. No idea what his words meant but the softness in his tone and his eyes meeting mine comforted me and I let him place my hands away from my body and watched as he peered at me with his eyes dragging over my lingerie-clad body, I was glad I didn't take it off."You wore it." He hummed in approval dragging his gaze along my provocative state covered in the soft wetness from the slow dripping rain drops, "So fucking sexy, I have good taste." A haughty smirk followed his words an
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Amara’s pov I reached out to his shirt noticing that I was the only one who was completely nude and I attempted to unbutton it but he stopped me pulling my arms away and carefully putting my hands above my head with a knowing look he gave me I knew he didn't want any of his clothes off because of his scars and I touched his cheek lightly, trailing a finger across his jaw to let him know that I understood and wasn't going to press him.He didn't let himself get carried away by the moment and he resumed with his scandalous romance techniques. His lips attacked my chest again, nipping sucking, licking and he made a trail down to my belly button kissing his way down there and he peaked out his tongue licking slightly at the area before moving downwards.As he kissed along my waist, I knew where this was going with the intensity of our foreplay and the emotions flowing within us, he was going to claim me in the woods which would be very uncomfortable.I opened my mouth to tell him but m
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Amara’s povOrian waited for me to get accustomed to the feel of him and I watched as he waited. The harsh grip on my hips and the self-restraint slipping from him with the vein ticking in his forehead. I reached out a hand to wipe the sweat gathering on his forehead and cooed at him for being patient with me, he rolled his eyes and called it the bare minimum."We fit so perfectly together." He groaned against my neck sucking lightly at my skin, "It's like I have been given a glimpse of heaven." As he said the words he resumed stroking my hips and I gave him the go-ahead to start doing what he was to do."Sure?""Yes." I nodded and watched as he pulled out a bit before slipping back in and I was met with pain making me yelp digging my nails in him, he stopped instantly and stared me in the eyes, a worried look on his face, "Go on."He repeated the movement again and again till the hurt was a tiny bit less, making me grip lightly onto him and then he began to thrust slowly. He held on
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Orian's pov"Your majesty." A hand shook my shoulder with much force as the voice called out and I jerked raising my head to see Emery standing before me with a look of worry in her eyes, "Ah, I was worried when you weren't replying for a while...""Emery." I got up from the floor and brushed my hands on my pants, "Is Amara well? Is she alright?"She gave me a sad look and took in a deep sigh before taking the seat next to us. Her hands cradled her head as she looked like she was in deep thought, "You should never have brought her here, your majesty.""You think I do not know that ma?" I whispered sitting next to her expecting the worst with the emotions she relayed, "Please tell me my wife is well?"She turned her head looking at me with her eyes glossy with tears and I blinked keeping mine back bracing myself for what was to come, "It worked." As I heard those two words, relief that I had never known washed through me and I let out a great sigh Falling back agai
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Orian's pov There was an unwavering eerie feeling that settled within me the moment I entered Avalon, this hunch was something I could say emanated from the air of gloom settling above the kingdom ridding it of its light just as it had rid me of the glee I felt when I was on my way here.Something was wrong.I just knew it.And I had begun to imagine that the message Nexus had passed across about me returning home soon had very little thing to do with Amara and my family missing me and everything to do with a tragedy that I couldn't quite figure out what it could be. I didn't give much thought to it, I clutched onto my bag, and my other hand held another package that bore gifts for Amara.I couldn't go on a journey without picking up everything that I saw would fit her and as I walked my way towards the castle, I focused on the glee of my journey being successful and not on the in-depth feeling of dread settling in my belly. The journey had
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Amara's pov I remember everything.These words rang through my brain as I snapped my eyes open, willing myself to pull away from the terrifying nightmare that had me in its claws pining me away from reality.I lifted myself from the bed, sitting upright with my fingers holding at my throat as I tried to steady my breathing and I instantly noticed that I was alone.Orian wasn't beside me.I tried to call out his name but my voice felt hoarse and I was too weakened from the aftermath of the dream to muster the strength to call out for him knowing that he'd be around somewhere.I instinctively reached for the bottle of water by the bedside and grabbed at it, popping open the cover before turning it over and taking big terrifying gulps to soothe the thirst in my throat after that, I got to the strawberries, eating them greedily with my heart warming at how thoughtful Orian was to place them there for me and as I sat there eating, I remembered it all, my dream, my forgotten reality.
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Orian's povI had the loveliest of dreams.One in which Amara loved me and I let her love me.I didn't want to force my eyes open as I was enwrapped in the blissful reverie of the dream, the state in which I was presently was one of unattained bliss as the images of what had happened tainted my memories.I moved against the bed, my hand reaching out instinctively to draw the person next to me closer, and as bare skin met soft bare skin igniting a fire of remembrance against us, I noticed that I was naked, we were naked with what felt like a single blanket covering us up.I opened my eyes to look down so as I confirm what I felt and it was true.We were bare, entangled together within the sheets and the most beautiful and most noticeable contrast that I had ever seen came to play before my eyes. Amara's skin, so translucent and ever appealing was illuminated by the glow of the moonlight reminding me of why I had picked her nickname for her, lunny svet.moy malen'kiy
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Amara's pov Growing up, I had often wondered how my first kiss would be. My imagination ran wild at creating the perfect scenarios. Would it be when my partner and I were running in the rain and he would turn to sneak a quick one leaving me in pleasurable surprise or would it be at a park? Running in the fields gasping with exhaustion and he seals his lips to mine while laying me against the soft grass?All these scenarios filled my daydreams and even when I met Grump and confirmed we were soulmates, his face filled my dreams leaving me wondering what our first kiss would be like and when it would be.I have had many imaginations but nothing beats what was going on right now and nothing ever will. What transpired at the moment had fulfilled my fairy tale need for a perfect first kiss and it had me curling my toes with my eyes shut and my fingers gripping at the fabric of his coat when I wanted badly to slip them around his neck and pull him closer to deepen the kis
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Orian's povDear Diary, I am 30 today.30 years of my miserable existence.What's the essence of birthdays if my mother always cursed the day I was born and the people around me perceived me as insufferable?I feel as gloomy as ever, it isn't any different from the rest as I am reminded of all the tragic incidents that happened after my 5th birthday which started with losing snow and I still blame myself no matter how much Amara tells me that it was never my fault.I wonder what will happen today? What tragic thing fate has in store for me. Would I finally die or I would lose the woman that I hold close to my heart?I didn't tell her that it was my birthday today.She would get excited not knowing how much I hated birthdays and then she would get disappointed when she found out that this was the unluckiest day in my life and I feared that she might be affected.I might understand why my mother cursed the day I was born frequently, even if Amara has told me a lot that none of it that
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Amara's pov There was happiness before me because of the festival but only terror filled my heart as I rubbed my fingers against my chest trying to be rid of the terrible feeling lodged in me which was caused by the nightmares I had recently.Orian's PTSD had gotten worse these days, after finding him on the day he had sneaked off claiming he was alright. He had frequent nightmares and flashbacks that had him ending up in terrible states which resulted in him shying away from me most of the time.I felt like a failure in these moments, At first mating with him hadn't improved his scars or health which he badly wanted gone. The curse was still somewhat effective and my doing my best in trying to help him in matters related to trauma hadn't done much.I reached my hand up to my neck, my fingers clutching at the necklace I wore now which was a gift from Penelope, Akanther's widow and just then, she just then she looked in my direction smiling at me and waving for
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Orian's pov A groan passed my lips as I bent over a seat to rest on it. My hand instinctively went to my face cradling my dressed wound which had begun to ache immediately after I sat.We had started the preparations for the festival and my gaze went to where Amara stood with the rest of the team as she discussed with them with her hands tucked in her pockets and her loose ponytail falling down her back. I didn't have the chance to fix it properly after our raunchy explorations in the library moments ago and just then she looked behind her, her green eyes meeting mine and cheeks reddening, no doubt she had remembered exactly the scenes I was replaying in my head with her back pressed against the shelves and legs hooked around my waist while I drove into her warm heat.I swallowed shaking my head and willing the thoughts away before I got a hard-on in public which would lead to me stealing her away again despite the ache in my wound and the many things we had to
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Amara’s pov"How did you meet Akanther?""At a club." He replied threading his fingers in mine, "I used to go there to clean the shoes of the men, they paid pretty well and he was impressed by me the first time I cleaned his. He got me food and was perplexed when I ran home with it instead of eating it right there as he saw I looked famished. I had to share it with my sister and she told me about how we shouldn't trust him thinking he could be like our parents.""She cared about you Orian. I am glad you both had each other during those times.""I never saw Akanther again after that year but I met him a few times before he traveled back and the next time I saw him again was when I turned thirteen and Imelda was sick then. I talked to him and he mentioned taking me along with him back to his kingdom because he had taken a liking to me, it was an offer I gladly accepted on the condition that I bring Imelda along and he agreed. We were to leave that same night and I got home quickly to ge
