LOGINShare
Nine.
Last Updated:
2024-10-29 19:42:56Related chapters
Falling for my mate's killer Ten.
ISHTARWaking up on that bed with my entire body parts intact felt like the best thing that ever happened in years. No, it was the best thing that happened to me. I'd never felt more alive in my entire life. He didn't kill me overnight? That was fair. I'd slept last night as though it was the last time I was ever going to have that chance. It was registered at the back of my mind that the tables might turn, and I'd have a reason not to wake up the following day. I moaned as I stretched, stepping foot out of the bed.The first thing I did was get out of bed and take a long bath. It was very early, and the sun wasn't out yet, which gave me a chance to get things done. There wasn't much to do around the house; everything had been taken care of, but I made sure to clean a little more.A part of me was desperate to impress Damian for letting me stay. And what other way to prove to a person that you were an asset than to make them food? Personally, I'd willingly walk into a shady white va
Falling for my mate's killer Eleven.
DAMIAN. "I should have fought harder," I muttered to myself as I increased the acceleration. "I should have fought better and done something. No, I should have noticed!" I cried. "I should have seen that she was up to no good!" My vehicle stumbled through the road, and I continued to increase speed till the landscape became blurry. The bottle of scotch I'd gotten was the one thing next to me. The only thing that could help me subdue the pain I'd been cursed with. It was a full moon tonight. The night where I relived the excruciating pain of losing my mate. It had always happened like this— for as long as I could remember after Rebecca's death. This night felt different. I could feel the surge of energy in my bones, and I knew this night was here to torture me. I grabbed the bottle by its neck and gulped down its contents again. It was the second bottle I'd opened today, and it was beginning to take charge. I couldn't afford to actively face the pain of being ripped apart from the
Falling for my mate's killer Twelve.
ISHTAR. Stay. I need you. No one had ever said that to me before. His husky voice breezed into my ears and weakened my defense. I found myself thinking about the possibility of him meaning what he said. It was a long shot for a man who had lost his sanity countless times in one night. Still, my entire body ached with the need for him. It was an inexplicable yearning, but his touch did something to be. I felt my abdomen tighten as the fiery sensation owned me. I was pressed against his chest again, on the cold floor next to the door to his room. It felt nothing of that sort. In my mind, I was in heaven. I was held right by a man who knew how to keep a lady invested. I loved what it felt like to have my chest pressed against his and listen to our heartbeat sync. Damian's breathing, unlike how loud and shallow it was, had become gentler. I stroked his hair and patted his back like my life depended on it. For some reason, he'd been in so much. What had I gotten myself into? Reiss
Falling for my mate's killer Thirteen
DAMIAN.I messed up real bad, and I knew it. Last night brought out everything in me that I'd always wanted to hide. Why did I kiss her?Why did I tell her to stay? Even though I tried to lie to her that I didn't remember what happened, the memories plagued me, replaying over and over in the walls of my mind. I hadn't been able to get Ishtar out of my mind and what it felt like to be pressed against her body.Maybe I was reacting this way because I had been starved of a woman's touch after Rebecca died. That had to be the reason. My heart and my head pounded, and an unsettling feeling sat by me. I kept asking myself why I thought it was wise to let her stay.Minerva and I had a history before I found Rebecca to be my mate. It was the most messed up thing that happened, but those feelings died immediately after my wolf met with Rebecca and adored her. Could that be the reason I reacted that way?That was years ago. I tapped aggressively against the table, confused and angry. I kissed t
Falling for my mate's killer Fourteen.
ISHTAR."He likes me. He likes me not. He likes me. He likes me not," I was way too busy mumbling to myself as I made my way to the baker's shop with Reiss."I can assure you, whoever it is, he probably doesn't like you if he had you this confused. People always try to show their feelings, just as you are right now."I frowned, picking the last flower petal that landed on 'he likes me not,' how disappointing. We were on the street, and the next thing I thought to do was find another flower and start again until it landed exactly where I wanted it to be."What if he's confused himself?" I asked Reiss, keeping my eyes in search of more flowers. "What if he's trying to decide just as I am? This person could actually like me but doesn't know how to explain his emotions.""You seem like the confused one here. Why would you even think so? Did they tell you that? And why do you suddenly like someone?" He pursed his lips before they parted open again. "You told me you'd never dated anyone y
Falling for my mate's killer Fifteen.
DAMIAN.Endlessly recounting her, "Nobody loves you!" With tears in her eyes and a shaky voice wasn't exactly the best way to spend my day. I'd ask the workers to clean up the mess that Ishtar created, but it stuck with me like a bad dream. How did she know it was my birthday, and why did she think bringing me a cake was a wise thing to do?It was beginning to seem as though I'd been too nice to her, hence my reaction. It was born from a place of calculation and logic. Seeing as my mind was still suffering from lack of answers, it'd do anything to block out any more confusing situations, like the one she had created with Reiss.I wondered why Reiss was in on it. He was very different from his ancestors. I'd received a call from Alfred this morning to congratulate me on this bland day, too. I hadn't taken the time to thoroughly discuss how Reiss was going to become his successor.The last time we spoke of it, Alfred feared Reiss wasn't ready or mature enough to handle such truth. The
Falling for my mate's killer Sixteen.
ISHTAR.His tongue burned my mouth, the kind of fire that ignited everything good within me, and I found that I was helpless against his touch. I kissed him hungrily, my hands in his hair and his on my lower back, and he pressed me tighter to him, his urgent lips working wonders on mine.I was kissing him, open-mouthed, with my eyes fluttered shut. My hands burrowed into his hair while he reached up to answer by pulling me closer to him, my back hitting the cold wall while he pushed harder against me. His hands were everywhere on my dress, grabbing me roughly. The shock of his mouth against mine wasn't cold or intimidating. The contact sparked up a passionate connection that traveled into my knees and weakened it. I weaved my hands behind his head to draw him closer, my breathing labored and ragged with a forcefully demanding heat engulfing my insides.I couldn't believe I was touching him. Kissing him hastily enough to communicate something that words weren't enough to. All our hidd
Falling for my mate's killer Seventeen.
DAMIAN."You want to go to college?" I asked again, leaning back against the chair. "That's new…" Of all things, she mentioned college. What was up with this sudden and hasty decision? "Why?" "Because…" Ishtar shrugged, "It's…something new. I want to do something for myself, and going to college seems like a really good idea. You told me to wish for something, genie.." She pursed her lips. I let out a wry chuckle, scrunching my nose, "So you just want to go to college. That's it? No dream, no passion. Did anyone tell you it's going to be fun? Like a vacation or something? Was it Reiss who put you up to this?"Ishtar sighed, "You ask too many questions for someone who pretends to be nonchalant. Yes, Reiss talked about college, but he never asked me to go without him or anything of that sort, okay? I just chose to. And I'd like to study art.""You don't seem like an art person to me…""Then what do I seem like to you!" Ishtar snapped, "Someone you can kiss at random and act like it di
Latest chapter
Falling for my mate's killer Forty five
ISHTAR"It's okay, it's all gonna be fine," I muttered as I patted his back. "Abby would be so surprised when she walks in on us like this." I loved being in his arms. It felt like the nicest thing to happen to me in a long long while, and I missed him so much. I missed us. I was so captivated by his scent that I leaned in and let myself fall deeper into it, my eyes tightly shut as I continued to hug him.Our moment ended when Abby called out to me. She'd been in my room to shower, and now she was out. Finally, they could meet. I reluctantly pulled away from Damian, but something felt different — like he pulled away first. His hands slid down my back. "Abby?" I called out as I turned, my face flushed. I was nervous, and I knew she'd tease me a lot for it when we were alone together. "Meet Damian."Damian. He was quiet. Awfully quiet, and it terrified me to turn to me. I sucked my teeth and moved my feet unsteadily. I could feel it cooking inside of me already. Unrest, sadness, everyt
Falling for my mate's killer Forty four.
DAMIANI placed my phone screen down after responding to Ishtar's texts, and I was still curious as to whom she was letting in, but some issues were more pressing— like the situation that I was in right now.That wait wasn't over, and from the look of things, it didn't seem like it'd end anytime soon. I was pulsating in my seat, my feet relentlessly tapping as I waited in the quiet restaurant. The paper was crumpled up in my hand, and I straightened it, trying to see if there was any information I needed. It felt like I was so close, but I had also taken a few steps back. I barely even understood what was going on anymore, and that somehow granted me the strength to wait longer— because I knew that I had to find answers; there wasn't a way in hell I'd leave with nothing. I'd spend the night here if I had to.As desperation was always followed by frustration, my blood seemed to boil hotter as minutes passed by. My legs wouldn't stop shaking either, so I stood up and began to rummage
Falling for my mate's killer Forty three.
ISHTARThe sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room as I went about my household chores. Dishes clinked together as I washed them, the rhythmic sound serving as a backdrop to my thoughts. But in reality, my mind was a thousand miles away, far from the mundane tasks at hand.My thoughts were consumed by Damian, his presence lingering in every corner of my consciousness. The moments we had shared during our recent vacation in Samoa played on a loop in my mind. The laughter, the stolen glances, and the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled were etched into my memory.Meeting his friend was also a part of it. I couldn't pull my mind away from those thoughts and the happiness I felt when it happened. Why, then, did I still feel like something was missing? Like I was left in the dark, and every moment I thought I'd crawled out of, it just became that I sunk deeper.Something about Damian didn't add up, and I was tired of making all these excuses in my mind. The
Falling for my mate's killer Forty two.
DAMIAN.I must have fallen in love with her a little more after her drunken fit from last night. My God, she was adorable, and I was worried that she'd get sick. I had reprimanded Reiss that morning, probably way more than I should, for getting her in trouble.She wasn't a kid, I know, but it left me tossing and turning for a while, knowing that I was enough protection for her. Even when I remembered all the things I was keeping from her, I couldn't help but feel like shit. Like real shit because she didn't deserve it, any of it.We arrived yesterday, and things fell back into place, not us though. I was stuck in the middle of making small and big decisions like should I ask her to dinner this evening? Should I make her a cup of coffee this morning?Would it be too much if I looked at her and said she was beautiful? I wanted to do everything I wasn't supposed to do. Even now that I'd barely left her for five minutes, I still couldn't manage to swing my thoughts away from her. Ishtar h
Falling for my mate's killer Forty one.
ISHTARI was Minerva again, and I registered it in my head. This was only a dream, but even while I was aware of it being a dream, I couldn't control the narrative. I was simply a pawn in a bigger— way bigger game.I looked up at the sky outside the house where I was. It was a full moon already, but cloudy skies surrounded the moon, and there were no stars in sight. It was quiet, way quiet, and all I heard was crickets and my sighs.I saw myself waiting for someone. My fingers tapped aggressively against the wooden floor, and my heart wouldn't stop racing. All my thoughts were faced in one direction, and the person I was waiting for dominated over my mind. There was a yearning that I couldn't explain, and as time slipped by, I found myself looking towards the direction of the door, my eyes lingering on it and the want burning me alive.Anticipation could be my greatest enemy yet. I found that my legs wouldn't still so I tried to take control by walking around the room instead. It was
Falling for my mate's killer Forty.
DAMIAN.Reiss, that loud mouth of his, and the way he spewed the question like it couldn't do potential damage. Even as I sat before my desk, pretending to focus on the unarranged pile of mess that I called paperworks before me, I could barely concentrate on anything.I keep thinking about what I could have done or said differently. The image on her face when she tiredly walked to the door with Reiss haunted it and I knew it would stay on my mind for a while. What was wrong with me? Yes, I like her. Yes, I like her. I imagined myself saying that to Reiss, and it worked out well in my head. I could have just said so, and I would have hurt her less. Everything would have been better off, and I'd be able to pull myself out of these thoughts.Now, I couldn't concentrate, and I was on my second bottle of beer. I stood up and went to the windows where the landscape spread endlessly, and I sighed, pressing the can in my hands. I was tired of everything and how I always seemed to hit a brick
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty nine.
ISHTAR."Well, well, well…"I lost a half the fragment of my mind when the lights clicked on, and Reiss appeared before us, obviously humored by our position. I didn't know whether or not to fume that he scared me or that he'd just snatched the chance I had to kiss Damian. God knows when I'd get to kiss him again when we get back home.I was stunned and speechless, and I watched Damian's hands slowly slip from my sides as he sighed exasperatedly and muttered something I couldn't understand underneath his breath. I think we were both mad at the interruption, not at the fact that Reiss found us kissing.Reiss leaned against the door frame and kept his sheepish smile intact, and for the first time in a while, I actually did want to knock it off his pretty face. I clenched my fist and tilted my head to move away the tendrils on my face. I heaved a broken sigh, and a small laugh followed it, "Reiss, howdy?""Howdy?" Damian echoed. "What are you, fifty?" He was being too adorable, and I did
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty eight.
DAMIAN."So, is it a yes?" She looked up at me as I hugged her. She was too adorable to say not to. I couldn't find it in me to decline her request, even though I'd been thinking about it myself.Maybe two more days wouldn't hurt. I mean, what was the worst that could happen? We've already hit different bottoms, and although I was standing on an edge right now, I didn't mind. "Hm, hm," I nodded, smiling down at the adorable entity whose arms were wrapped around me. Reiss had left the Resort to tour the beach immediately after the movie. Leaving Ishtar and I. The silence hung in the air, and I could feel things begin to become awkward between us. And I didn't want to do anything with her. It was as though as I was too scared to touch her because I cared about her so much.There was an undeniable tension in the air, one that I couldn't help but acknowledge. I cared about her deeply, and the fear of overstepping boundaries made it awkward to initiate any physical contact.I decided to
Falling for my mate's killer Thirty seven
ISHTAR.This day would be perfect if Damian were here. I knew he'd never watch a movie with us like this, but at least I'd know that he was within earshot, and that alone would feel good.I was watching a horror movie franchise with Reiss in the home Cinema. It was the most comfortable thing I'd ever come across, and I can't even begin to explain how good it made me feel. The TV was the biggest I'd ever seen in my life while the surroundings were set like a bedroom, although dark.Reiss and I shared a blanket, and he spooked me by trembling his legs from time to time. It was fun and thrilling, unlike anything I'd ever experienced, yet it felt incomplete. I found myself drifting off and asking myself why Damian brought me here with him just to run off and start working.Was that his genius plan from the beginning? Was this never a vacation to begin with? The voices in my head wouldn't stop giving me answers, and just as I wasn't quite clear on his identity, there was so much doubt in m
