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The Broken Butterfly
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Zander's POV Slamming the door shut on her, I lean my head back on the door to curse. Fuc*! Fuc*! Fuc*! Why the hell do I feel bad? Why seeing the tears in her eyes made me hate myself more! She deserves this, hell she deserves even worse! I was controlling myself or if I was my true self, I would have strangled her myself. She doesn't deserve to breathe...she doesn't even deserve to live for sinning like this. She is a betrayal. A fuc*ing slut! "Ah dammit!" Pushing myself off the door. I approach the table to tug on a drawer. My heart rate peaks as soon as my eyes drops on those pictures. Taking them out, I find my breath turning uneven staring at them. She was under a man naked, her head thrown back as she was fuc*ing enjoying herself with his face pressed in her neck. Her eyes were closed in pleasure while his face was hidden in her shoulders. The very thought of someone seeing what belonged to me naked, him touching her where only I was
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" Fear is a synonym to her name, light is afraid to even enter her domain. The most evil form of existence even known to reside in a human shape. She is Heratte. The goddess which brings every beginning to an end. " Turmoil enters the premises as people scream, running for their lives. They haven't seen death from such a close distance before, Hell, they had never seen anyone or anything like that before. It looked like a stampede with people running over each other to escape. Pushing, toppling over and getting up to run again. Pure terror is evident in their features. Everyone was running except for one. He stood outside the door of the dorm room which was the epicenter of all this. His throat dried anf body numb as he took in the scene in front of him. The dark slime-like liquid was approaching him, but he did nothing to move back. Oblivious of it. His eyes fixed on the brutality in front of him. There were limbs torn from the bodies, lyin
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" Fine. If that's what you want." With this, he concentrates on those dark orbs. His own eyes flickered to gray. He tries to use his powers on the figure holding him captive, but he is in a rude awakening. His magic didn't seem to be working on those orbs. How! How is this possible? This has never happened before! He tries again to fail miserably. The grip around his neck was tight. And that was when Zander King, the strongest known king in history, felt what is called fear for the first time in his life. " H...ow....how is this possible?" He stutters in disbelief only to have the figure in front of him, tilt its face to the side to speak. A smirk of mockery on its lips. It starts laughing sickly. Tightening its grip on Zander's neck, making him choke. "Die....die..die.." Zander's vision was turning hazy, his breath rugged. While its wicked laughter surrounding him. Echoing in the school halls. This was it, he was going to die. He sees the dark slime s
Last Updated : 2025-02-12Death Wolf The Ceremony
7 years Later The Lycan Province The entire province was bustling with excitement. As preparations were in full swing. The grounds were decorated with beautiful white and pink flowers. Delicacies were being served. Guests, including the top rankers and prestigious families of the witches, vampires, werewolves and Lycan's were all invited and present for the biggest day of the decade. Dressed in expensive dresses and coats. Eager to see the union of the two strongest provinces. They have been waiting for this very moment for years now. Everyone was busy chatting, too euphoric and excited about the event. Unaware of a figure standing on the balcony of his room. Overlooking the elated atmosphere below with his cold dead eyes. His elbow rested on the railing as he leaned lower to stare blankly at the crowd. His toned chest and abs were visible as he stood without a shirt, not giving a fuc* to what the guests would say. Standing there just in his trousers, he looks d
Last Updated : 2025-02-13Death Wolf The Marriage
The fight ends within minutes of its beginning. The result was already known by everyone there. Yet what was not known was whether King Zander would show any mercy on the mate of his supposed future wife. Covered in blood. With clothes torn and eyes red, Hades struggled to get up with Zander's back towards him. While Rose's screams continue to echo behind. " Let him go, Zander! Please! Stop this! Please!" Hades fists were clenched seeing Rose begging another man for his life. He hated this feeling of helplessness. He wanted his revenge. He wanted his Rose. He couldn't live if his mate got married to another man today. He was going to die fighting if he had to. " I don't wish to have my hands dirty on my wedding day. " " Let's proceed to the function.' Zander announces, to only stop when one of the Alpha's asks him. " You are sparing his life, your highness?" Zander clenches his fists to look at Rose. Tears flowed down her eyes as she begged him. He sigh
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" I pretend the entire day that I am okay. After all a King can't display weakness no matter how much he takes. But when the night falls, and the moon comes out peeking through its veils. Your grey eyes haunt me, making me wish. I could have trusted you just once that day. " ...... He was unknowingly pushing aside people, struggling to walk past the crazy crowd which was congratulating him. His eyes were desperate to search for only one person. By the time he reached the tree the figure was leaning on earlier, his heart dropped in the pit of his stomach. There was no one there. He looks around frantically, to only find smiling congratulating faces. The hooded figure was nowhere to be found. For a second he wanted to believe it was a hallucination. But then again, it has never happened in the daylight like this. His dreams are the only place he can afford to see his butterfly. She was no longer in this world. Breathing heavily, he closes
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Zander walks down the stairs towards the dungeon. The guards bow at him. Surprised to see him here at this hour. Looking at each other in confusion. " Your Highness. Is there a problem?" One of them asks, bowing. To only have Zander groan in irritation. " Give me the keys to the special cell." " But-" " Now!" The guard trembled. Nodding to fumble with the keys in his pockets. His hands trembled, trying to find the special key. Relief floods his eyes when he finds it. Placing it in Zander's palms he steps back. " Everyone. Out!" They all were surprised would be an understatement. But no one dared to question him. Everyone scurried out as Zander makes way towards the special cell. Unlocking it to push open the heavy door. A wall full of torture devices welcomes him and he proceeds to pick up a whip studded with metal. Gripping it tightly in his hands he stands in the centre of the dark, lowly-lit room to look up at the moonlight peeking at him through the w
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The Rogue lands 2:34 am Hades pov The sound of the crickets and forest insects were echoing around. As I lay on the forest floor immobile. Zander's men have left me here, in this wilderness. I could feel ants and other insects walking on my red wounded skin but I didn't even have enough strength to move a muscle and pray them off. Breathing heavily, I was counting my last breaths. I already knew there was no escape from here. Every bone in my body seemed broken. Blood was smeared all over my face as I stared at the sky blankly. Tears continue to slide down my eyes involuntarily. Mixing with the blood. Zander's words repeat in my mind and I close my eyes. Not able to stop a sob. " You were a pathetic excuse for a mate...and a brother." I couldn't refute it. I believed what he said was true. I still remember the day 7 years back when I returned to the school grounds to find out the news that my little sister was no more. I couldn't believ
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The Death Wolf’s presence unraveled from Zanders body, dissipating like shadows retreating from the dawn and Zander gasped, his chest rising and falling in agony, yet it wasn’t his pain that consumed him—it was the sight before him.His teary red eyes look around desperately, his bloody hand on his chest, where a dagger had dug.The battlefield was a graveyard of silence. But his eyes locked on a still figure in the distance, her body crumpled where it had fallen. A trail of black blood soaked the earth, pooling around her like a final requiem.“ Se-Sera!”Heratte was dead.She had left her…But does this mean? No.. it can’t be!“ Seraaa!”Zander dragged himself forward, the taste of iron on his tongue, his arms trembling under his weight. The gaping wound in her chest was a hollow void where her heart had once beat. Blood coated her lips, dark as the night that had birthed her soul. Yet even in death, she was striking—a cruel masterpiece of tragedy and ruin.“Sera…” His voice was ho
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A deadly silence follows in the forest. As everyone stared at the still face of the girl. Including those red eyes. The winds have suddenly stopped blowing, the earth stopped shaking. Everything seemed to come to a deadly silence." Noooooo....noooo!!!"" Seraaaaaa!!!"Thora's and Hades cry echo in the background. They rush forward towards her when suddenly the woman with the cloaks block them. Stopping them. Chorlett " Who are you! Why did you do this!”Thora asks but the man keeps sitting on a rock in a corner. Looking at the scene bored. " Greetings Thora. "" How have you been?"" How dare you touch my sister. I am fuc*ing going to kill you!"Hades steps forward to attack. To only drop on his knees. As Chorlett speak a mantra. Paralysing his body. Rose rushes towards him screaming. Holding up his head to place it in his lap. Cerberus gets up , placing his hands in his pockets. " It would be advisable for you all. If you don't interfere in what's going on. "" Or you are g
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2000 Years Ago—The Garden of LunarisThe Garden of Lunaris was a sanctuary untouched by war, unmarred by sorrow—a realm so sacred that even time itself seemed to still beneath its silver-lit canopy. The moon’s light cascaded like liquid silk, weaving through the air and caressing the earth with a tenderness only the divine could bestow.Night-blooming jasmine perfumed the air, their pale petals glowing under the celestial radiance. Trees stretched toward the heavens, their branches adorned with luminescent blossoms, shimmering like captured stardust. And among them stood one tree, ancient and wise, its sprawling limbs sheltering two lovers beneath its embrace.Beneath the ancient willow, Thaneous sat, darkness draped over him like a second skin, his arms locked around the very embodiment of light.Serene.Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, strands catching the moonlight as she leaned against him, her laughter soft and melodic, a sound that sent warmth curling through even th
Death Wolf The Mastermind
Sera's pov My vision starts turning hazy as the figure continues to devour my blood. A stream of red liquid trails down my neck to wet my shirt. Clenching the metal clanks holding my wrist,I continue to scream. As with each second the pain in my body only intensifies. " Ahhhhhh nooooooo...nooooooooo!" No one came to help. And how will they? The entire castle has been evacuated and the one man I trusted the most. Zander. Was the very one doing it. I understood one thing clearly....he was not in his senses. The death wolf has taken over his body. Or he would have never done something like this. " No...stoppppp.... pleaseeeeeeee" To my surprise the beast stops. Pulling back and I look at his face through my hazy vision. His lips were covered with my blood, eyes blood red and a feral look prominent in his eyes. Moving his lips on his canines,I shiver when I see him fanning his lips on my face. " I am...I am not her...I am not Heratte -" I try to speak. But the
