Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion. However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her. He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave. My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides. ___________________________ “Yes please.” She begs. “Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy. It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric. But I never claimed to be saint. “Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.” “Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.” I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.” Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks. “Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.” “Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads. “Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.” I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”
Lihat lebih banyakLazarus De Loughrey“I didn’t expect her to be so knowledgeable on Elven culture. Prince Thalion was quite impressed by her and has chosen her to be his aide.” Emmett informed, beaming with pride.The palace that housed all the participants was built with hidden tunnels centuries ago, along with hidden rooms that had no doors. The only entrance and exit were through the tunnel, one could use this information to their knowledge and keep someone imprisoned here for an eternity.It was a maze, like my own castle.Initially I came to teach Bellatrix the Elven etiquette in order to impress Thalion, briefing her on the culture and making her stand out.But she did that all on her own.There was an emptiness that seeped into my chest, emotions that didn’t seem rational were fizzling in my brain as flames soared through my veins. Bellatrix had this magnetic power that had everyone gravitating towards her, intrigued by the very essence of her soul.And I hated it. I didn’t like the attention s
The Prince Of FairytalesBellatrix SinclairCassandra’s cackling laughter echoed within the library, cutting through the silence. “This is so stupid; I can’t believe this stage involves a fucking dumb elf.”I shook my head at the sheer disrespect, such bold insolence would be the cause of her demise. Emmett’s jaw tensed, acrimony seeping into his eyes as they darkened. “How dare you speak to our guest that way.” He snapped, barely containing his fury, “Thalion is a Prince and you better show him respect.”She scoffed, a cunning smile creeping upon her face. “It’s not like he can understand me; Elf’s don’t speak English.”In the Elven culture, their language is a combination of French and Ancient Latin. One cannot begin to grasp the level of difficulty in trying to learn it and I might have went overboard in my research. Truthfully, I believed they existed within history and became extinct as the centuries went by since no one has spoken about them.A smile perched on my lips, I’m so g
Bellatrix SinclairIn a span of a week, I’ve suddenly become the public’s favorite.“I’m telling you; they are going crazy over you.” Lila beamed, wide-eyed as she scrolled through the comment section.Shaking my head, amused by her animated expressions as she sang my praise by reading the comments. The others didn’t share the same sentiment, glaring at me with malice dripping in their expression. We were summoned into the palace living room by one of the judges regarding information for the final round.Meeting Cassandra’s venomous eyes, I smirked – they saw me as competition now.“Contestants.” A familiar voice called.Our heads swiveled in his direction and standing beneath the golden arch was Emmett, a smile spread across my face in an instant. Aside from my recovery in the Golden Kingdom, I haven’t gotten a chance to speak with him. It’s ironic how we finally meet and yet I still feel the distance as much as before.Lazarus’s face flashes in my mind, another testament to the grow
Bellatrix SinclairMy mind was consumed by him, ravishing my senses in euphoria. We were two magnets that should have repelled but the force awakened and erupted like a volcano. A twisted concoction of hate and love.And I couldn’t separate the two. Whenever we were together, it was explosive.Grabbing his neck and smashing my lips against his, attempting to sedate this hunger ballooning in my chest as I force my tongue into his mouth. We were devouring each other, extinguishing my ability to breathe and filling my lungs with his essence.Electricity surged through my veins as I drowned in the kiss filled with possession. I wanted to claim him for myself, a feeling that shook me to the core and rattled my soul. The thought of him with anyone else spurred me on, making me ravenous for more.In one smooth motion, Lazarus lifted me onto his lap, and I straddled him without hesitation. There was only a split second we broke the kiss, tearing off our clothes while I unzipped his slacks. Al
Lazarus De LoughreyDigging the barrel deeper into her abdomen, a minuscule reaction to the pain as rage burned in her eyes. Bellatrix lowered her gun, “Put it on the table.” I instructed, cocking my head in its direction.Reaching over towards the bedside table and draping her beautiful body ontop of mine. Wrapping my arm around her waist possessively, a devilish grin curling at my lips. “Good girl.”A red hue flushes her cheeks, despite the disdain hardening her features. Staring into those captivating icy orbs, filled with life and yet illustrating the essence of death in my eyes.“Fuck you.” She gritted, dark waves cascading upon us.Slowly inching the gun against her ass, subtly tilting my hips upwards for her to feel how turned on I was. Every nerve set ablaze by her, truly maddening in the way fire surged through my bloodstream and followed the invincible strings attached to the tips of her fingers.“You are ridiculous.” She breathed harshly. “Do you think every time you come h
Lazarus De LoughreyShe was captivating on the field and became the main attraction once the bullet left the chamber. Bellatrix manages to amaze me while simultaneously stealing my breath away. None of the contests had the skills, agility and ability opposed to Bellatrix when it came to weapons. I’ve seen her take apart guns in seconds and piece them back together blindfolded.The comment section on the live stream was going crazy, singing her praise. Bellatrix won the public’s affection, wolves and humans alike were raving about her talents. She boosted her reputation, and everyone has acknowledged her place as a contender to become the next Luna.She is the only one befitting of being the Luna.While the other judges were against this sort of competition, I urged for its inclusion. A Luna wasn’t a decorative piece to wax poetry to the people, I needed someone who was worthy of protecting the people and strong-minded enough to handle th
Bellatrix Sinclair“This is highly inappropriate.” Emmett declared, pushing to his feet with a menacing glare. “This round has already concluded. You cannot simply make your own rules.”Cassandra casually brushed her hair over her shoulder, confidence oozing from her pores. “I can do whatever I want, have you forgetton who my father is.” She smirked with a lifted brow, “This is a competition to choose the next Luna and if she cannot manage against a real soldier then how can she fulfil her duties.”Emmett was aggravated by Cassandra’s entitled behavior, demanding that the rules be changed to suit her wishes. She abuses her title as the daughter of the alpha of Darkmoon Tribe, the fact that she has made it this far without any sort of skills is a testament to that. The Syndicate won’t allow her elimination because she is the ideal match for King Lazarus.I’m merely the substitute, the one wh
Bellatrix SinclairThe intense aroma of spice and potent vanilla warped my senses. Lazarus smirked, inky strands cascading upon his forehead and framing dark eyes that locked on mine. I exhaled a tired breath, “Forget rules for a second, you are required to be with the judges until the contest is over.”Lazarus was a temptation, a distraction I couldn’t afford. I’m certain that there is no one more attractive on this planet, he was truly ethereal dressed in an all-black suit. A scorching heat emitting from his fingertips as he traced along my jaw before lifting my chin and forcing me to swim in the depth of his darkness.My heart thundered in my chest when his lips brushed against mine, teasingly and with a featherlight touch that had me craving more. I wanted to taste the rich whiskey on his tongue, the sour cherries I know he loves eating and most importantly I wanted to sedate this desire that flares to life in his presence.He releases a deep chuckle, eliciting an ache in my core.
Bellatrix SinclairA rush of exhilaration poured into my veins, spreading to my nerves like wildfire. My heart pounded chaotically, echoing loudly into my ears as the prey became the predator. The sparks ignited under my fingertips, itching to pull the trigger – which is exactly what I did.This was a game, and I craved this type of excitement, the one that fizzled in my blood.The countdown was reaching it’s last five minutes, sweat coated my skin and had my clothes sticking to my body. Each breath becoming deeper and harsher, chasing after the wolves while also coordinating my attacks to their patterned programming.Every muscle ached and burned, pushing my body to the limits and I loved every second of it. The countdown hit the two-minute mark and this time; I focused on the last wolf within my vision. Gradually progressing with each target, I noticed that they adapted towards their opponent in subtle ways.This wolf for example was using sound as a means of distraction, moving in
As the only human attending classes with all the werewolves, it feels like I'm the lone sheep in a wolf pack.I take a deep breath, burying my head lower. I don't dare make eye contact with any werewolf to avoid further bullying. Most humans believe the only way to escape bullying is to become the mate of the werewolf king. I find that idea revolting!I focus my attention on today's textbook, but as I rummage through my bag for it, my fingers touch something sticky, making my stomach churn. I tear open the book to find a tar-like substance reeking with a putrid smell. They're completely ruined, and I don't have money to buy new ones.Suddenly, the five core bullies in the classroom burst out laughing, as if they'd been eagerly anticipating this very scene.One of the core bullies, Kelly, didn't think this was enough. She approached me as crumpled paper balls flew towards my head. Her glossy pink lips curled into a sly smile. "Looks like you've made quite a mess of things."My brows kn...
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