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The Lad With Double Eyelids
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2024-10-29 19:42:56
Anne Rajput Please tell me how it's going. I would love to hear it all. Who do you think is the brute that has caught out empress's attention? What did Sierra do to afford all of it? Most importantly, what's the next move?
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The Phoenix Citadel is where elites eat, treat, party, shop, and relax while they stay in Duong. A magnificent white property near Seoraksan Hill, Phoenix, if not heaven, it is closest to the heaven that the labour class of Duong have. But… ‘I don’t think it’s anything extraordinary to be honest. I think it’s overrated.’ I speak, headless of the audience. ‘In fact, I find remarkable resemblance between this place and the opera house in the northern-region of Cercenoni. You remember the ancient Manor cum museum on the hill?’ I wash my mouth with the vine and wipe the wetness away with a tissue. Stretched over three acres, it is sparkling white with golden rims, a grandeur fountain, and a cluster of imperial palm trees to fence all of its fronts. It’s a niche, vandalising expensive, and has been a dream destination for staff of Khanum like us. And if I’d be honest, I have never imagined myself sitting in this regal estate if it were not for Sierra’s treat for the time being. It
Chaitali: The Saga begins Ibhaan De Escalade
I’m fucked. Freaking screwed! Hurry, Code Yellow. Code Yellow everyone. I send the message and impatiently wait for the reply while tapping the footpath with my toe. I sneak glances at Ishit’s back and heave a breath I did not know I am holding. Fortunately, I do not have to wait for long. My phone pings an incoming text almost instantly. With a peep at the screen, I find it to be from Sierra—my saviour who does not wear underwear on top of her polka dot pyjamas. She wears it in the manner it should with no quilt tied around her neck. Sup Bitch? It reads. Yeah, what are you up to? Getting laid already? He isn’t using protection? Want to marry you off already? Wolves are super clingy, I am telling you. Julie rambles unfiltered. Honestly, I expect as much from her. She is sort of an over-enthusiastic overthinker type. Before I could answer, another text pops in. I told you to invest in some undergarments and a SHOWER! Now he will see your Doraemon undies and think you are a freakin
Chaitali: The Saga begins Eternal Lies
‘I…Umm…’ I fidget with my fingers nervously, using my long tresses to veil my flustered face. Damn, you! Stop staring at me with those hypnotising eyes. Your beautiful eyes do funny things to me that are not beautiful. They make me think things I should not be thinking. They make me…dream and I don’t want to dream. I cannot afford them. My truth is ugly. It’s unbearable. I need lies. Yes! A fresh lot of lies can be covered up for romantic bullshit. Get a grip on yourself, Lizzy. I curse under my breath. ‘At least let her sit in first, Ibh–Sir. You can talk on the way. Please, Ma’am.’ The driver motions me towards the backseat with a practised bow and a stretch of his hand. His puffy eyes gleam with amusement. A lopsided grin plays on his face. My cheeks catch a darker shade of pink at the realisation. I have been sandwiched between two divine existences of glamour and masculine temptation which makes me wonder—how long has it been since I have copulated? More than three years, eh?
Chaitali: The Saga begins Wobbly Roads To Unknown
‘Another Left, you said?’ Kavish asks the third time, peeping at me through the rear-view while my brain is still weaving through the endless number of faces I might have seen in my life. None resembles his. And it is exhausting for me. I could not figure out his identity. Surely, he cannot just be a bodyguard to the hunk licking ice-cream from his fingers innocently oblivious to the sensation he is leaving in my p****y. Newspapers? Tabloid? Billboard? On a condom pack? The misty green eyes rake over me rather suspiciously. And what have I, your royal highness, done to earn the glances? It’s a long story and may have everything to do with the amount of lefts I have been telling him to take from the past ten minutes or something. Where do those lefts take me? I don’t bloody care. ‘Besides. Nothing is ever right in my life. Why refrain myself from taking all the wrong lefts.’ I mumble under my breath not loud enough for either of them to hear it. The icecream is over—mine is—becau
Chaitali: The Saga begins Slithering Bolds: Forever Hateful Or Grateful?
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Chaitali: The Saga begins What The h-hore!
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Chaitali: The Saga begins Dodge The Douchebag
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Chaitali: The Saga begins The Al-Alpha?
No. I won’t accept this. This cannot be happening. The lord cannot be this unfair. It has to be an error. Some clumsy mistake by my God’s stupid secretary on cocaine. That punk has to be high while scribbling my destiny. Trust me, it’s not common for someone to be an Empress once second and an escort the other. You have to be born in the wrong segment of time. Whatever! I want to strangle that dick. My life was not a fucking play toy to mess up. You, son of a bitch. No. I want a refund. My money back. This is a deficiency in service. Where can I sue God’s department for Assignment of Destiny? Anyone? No? Noooooooo. What am I supposed to do? Die? Out of all the filthy creatures in the world? Billions of permutations and combinations? It has to be him. In here? Gaah! I cannot take it. I am choking. I want to pass out. Dear Darkness, please engulf me. Take me? I wanna be dead. Anything just to get away from here…far, far away from this miserable world. ‘Umm…Empress? Are you ok
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Chaitali: The Saga begins Epilogue: Rise Of A NEW Chapter
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Chaitali: The Saga begins Silence Before The Storm
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Chaitali: The Saga begins Minutes
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Chaitali: The Saga begins Familiar Voices
‘He said that?’ The familiar voice gasps in astonishment. It has to be a response to something the other soft mumble has said. And I’ve heard it before. ‘Yes.’ The aforementioned one, reply. Its punctuation is shaken a bit. I could tell it was said with a nod at another moment. ‘I would not have believed it if it were not for my own ears. It was Alpha Ibhaan and Alpha of that...I don't remember the name but he was a wolf from some pack. I saw him at Huine’s party. A whore for a wolf, I am telling you...he tried to hit on me. I cannot even tell you the thing he asked. He...he...I think we are doing it for nothing. This cannot happen. Wolves and ser-’‘It must!’ The familiar voice is firm with determination. She is not very pleased with what has ever been told to her. On anything, it was very upset as if it had been gravely offended. ‘I don’t care if he did something so...ugh! I don’t care. It is none of my business. What matters...what matters is that he does not get to know it until
Chaitali: The Saga begins Friends In The House
‘They are coming?’ I informed my mate, forgetting all about Suzan in a moment. ‘Who?’ She grumbled irritatedly. Her mood swings have become a fresh concern but I’d rather ignore them. ‘My friends.’ I told her. And there were the last words we’d exchanged before my friends arrived in the Empire. In the evening, when they finally came—‘Come out, Bastard. I’m waiting.’ I inform my friend, Adrian on the phone after I park my car outside his hotel. I just do not feel like going inside to pick him up and go through the security scrutiny for that rascal. After all, he is the shitty piece of werewolf ever inhabiting the plant. ‘Coming.’ I growl into the phone and I do not need a gypsy to interpret his adventurous night in the mystical land. ‘You asshole, you did not get up yet. Did you?’ I clutch the steering wheel tighter, gritting my teeth. I knew it. I knew it was a bad idea. What was I even thinking in the first place?It is Sunday morning, and we have to go inspect some facts to r
Chaitali: The Saga begins Dear Suzan
It somehow personifies the restless deep with me. I’m careless of the uncertainity of future or of what would become of my territory and the Empire or whether I’d be recognized as a Lycan, or whether my mate truly is an Empress in disguise that is, if she is—I’d be tantalized at the turns of events for it’s nearly impossible for destiny to be so on point. Very often my own thoughts surpise me! I couldn’t believe never once I thought of what might have actually become of Arin and whether the captured Serpent knows anything for whom my mate is ready to wage war. ‘She knows something.’ Kavish had recently grumbled his annoyance. ‘It’s just that she is so devoted towards her mistress and the Empire that she’d rather die. And I fear their Emperor ain’t dead too.’ And from that day on, there is always a new revelation concerning the Empire and its rulers. Some even claimed that they had spotted Emperor Dhairya lurking around and I all but want to giggle like a school girl at their excl
Chaitali: The Saga begins Anxiety
Anxiety is the worst of chronic disease if it exceeds the threshold. In a way, it’s like sugar. It’s pleasant if in moderation but the moment it overloads, it’s gonna yell disaster. Moreover, the way it gives rise to desperation. It’s almost scary. My feet have grown a mind of their own. I no longer have, what do they say? Control? Precisely! I do not have control of my feet, my brain, my heart, and my body. Emotions, you say? It keeps dragging me back to the Empress’s palace behind the castle, looking down the tiny hill.The white marvelous colossal building with a fence of Deodar, Peepal, and maple trees has a magnet while my body seems to have an accelerated amount of iron. The natural laws do all the remaining work and I find myself strolling near the fountain outside the entrance at every chance I can get.There is something about the place that has captivated my heart. Or it could be the owner? Nope. Not the owner, but a portrait of the deceased owner. I just can't seem to
Chaitali: The Saga begins Gazette
The Official Gazette Of ChaitaliEXTRAORDINARY PART-II OF Section 45Published By AuthorityNo. 55, Head Of The State, Parliament of Chaitali,Ministry of Parliament and Administration(Department of Ruling Activities and Conducts)NOTIFICATION UNDER THE CONSTITUTION OF ChaitaliAlpha City, May 3, 2022,In regards to the Preliminary Evaluation conducted on April 28th, 2022, the following results have been declared by the Committee of Evaluation, specially formed for the occasion.We have conducted the Preliminary Evaluation of the compliance of numerous statutory provisions and adherence to good corporate practice by the Administration of Chaitali (Herein after being called ‘The Pack’). The Preliminary Evaluation was conducted on the matter which provided us with a reasonable basis for evaluating the conduct of Alphas and their mates at the decision-making level as well as their understanding of statutory compliance with the law of the land and expressing our opinion there. Based on
Chaitali: The Saga begins Sling Of Legs
Then, there was silence as…mum… well silency silence of a special silence. Arin stopped dead in her tracks, shuddering slightly. Even from a yard's distance I could hear her ragged breath. Sweat beads glistened everywhere on her face, neck, bo—everywhere. The wrath of the moments before subsided when the possibility of deadly events sunk in. ‘Damn it! I could have died.’ I was startled. The shot was ear-piercing enough to vibrate the walls of the castle. In less than two minutes, Shantanu was at my side and Himanshu and Siera were at Arin’s side.Himanshu had an impressive speed for an omega while Siera took her own sweet time, strolling near the igloo-shaped tree, huffing and puffing for every breath. I made a mental note of it. She was evidently unfit to protect Luna at this rate. ‘Alpha? Luna? Are you alright?’ Shantanu hurried once over to the guards. His flashy new fully-loaded toy is out immediately.‘Drop your weapons now!’ He commanded. ‘¡Señor! No era mi intención ofend
