Born in the 18th century, he preferred the old ways. It was more people-centered. More focused. And more honorable.
At seventeen he had started playing the field, he only went for willing widows and bored young matrons who can keep their dalliances a secret. He liked his women to be discreet and he never had a mistress or a lover outside the supernatural realms.
He had always demanded subtlety.
Never one to suffer fools, he chose his friends carefully. Only a handful could be trusted. Especially, at the royal court. There he was polished and trained in every aspect.
If he bestirred himself, he could be gracious on occasion and he had tried to behave with a bit of savoir-faire. Up to a point.
After a few centuries, he became tired of the games. There were no more wars to be won and worth fighting for. The ladies were a nuisance and he had long
Anna MichelleHer suite of rooms was nice though she had seen nicer. No. She was not picky. Her life now was a vast improvement from what she and her sisters had grown up with.Needless to say, her brother-in-law, Alexander, provided them with the best. In everything.Tonight she felt particularly giddy. It was her first time to be alone, exercising being an adult. She had always been protected. The Family was wont to smother her with protectiveness. Maybe because she grew up weak and sickly. But she was healthier now. It had been a while since she had an asthma attack. The last one was over two years ago.Having settled into her room, she decided to brave the dining area of the hotel. The food was okay. The fillet mignon was tender and the side dishes delicious. Yet, she couldn't summon a passable appetite. Her mark was throbbing once more and it made her think of HIM.-
Xavier"I could be." -I am.- He murmured back. God! She was so beautiful blinking up at him all flustered and confused."No! I mean. I'm sorry. I have to go." She was panicking. Fuck! Not a chance. He was here to stay. By her side. He had been following her all morning. Guarding. Snarling at men and women mesmerized by her beauty. And when he noticed her struggling with her numerous shopping bags, he gave up watching from the distance. He saw an opportunity and took it.It was one of the best decisions he had ever made. His beloved felt so good in his arms. More than good. He had spent the whole night holding her and watching her sleep.She wiggled, reminding him of her flight mode, she was trying to move away. "Wait. Please." Stopping, she looked at him warily.Xavier reluctantly removed his arm at the same time reached for her bags. "I can carry them."
Anna MichelleHer world tilted from its comfortable axis. Shock was an understatement. More like she was knocked out. What had just happened? One moment she was trying to get over him and the next they were literally dating.The unexpected meeting at the mall, the lunch date she was initially coerced to go to, and later tonight a dinner date."Damn!" Mish cursed under her breath. Was she being gullible? She didn't want to be susceptible then later regret her actions.The sensible thing to do was put a stop to this. Whatever this was before it's too late.Dazed, she reached for the latch and secured her room. A whisper of air passed her by as soon as she closed the double doors. Startled, she looked around. Her eyes fell on the opened balcony. Weird, she was sure it was locked up when she went out shopping.Walking to the master bedroom, she dropped all of
Anna Michelle"Oh, goddess!" She breathed the words out in shock. Her elegant face inclined towards the dark heavens, she twirled excitedly. Amazed by the tiny jewel of lights blinking all around her.Feeling the magic, she slowly strode, her heels sinking in the thick bed of red roses, the scent wafting in the evening air. She almost forgot her date hovering behind her, though their bodies were not touching, she felt him. Her awareness of him heightened than ever."Beautiful!" Throwing her arms in the air, she twirled once more, uncaring if she acted childishly or if she lost her balance.Just in time, Xavier caught her, she landed plastered on his front. Startled, she glanced at him."Beautiful." He whispered. Ice-blue eyes focused on her lips. Bending his head, he nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent."Xavier," her whimper came out needy.
XavierTrapped by his own words, he didn't know what to say. Revealing everything to Mish would be a mistake at this point in their relationship.His beloved was sure to panic and that would hurt her further.Xavier needed more time. Time to pursue her. Time to make her all his."How...when...?" Confusion clouded her beautiful hazel depths."You will know in time. I promise, my beloved." Trying to stir her thoughts to a different path, one they both loved to do, he settled his lips on hers once more.This time he took his time exploring her. Sipping, tasting her hot cavern, his hot tongue traced and licked.She was shyly returning his deep kisses, mimicking his movements. Xavier groaned. His innocent beloved, whom he left at sixteen was not so innocent anymore. She was meeting his wants with her own. Telling him without words she was ready
Anna MichelleThe hotel had given her the best room, a penthouse with a massive four-poster bed draped in red satin and gossamer white silk. A luxury created to titillate the senses. The cushion big enough for them to roll in, wrestle in, without the fear of rolling off.His hands slowly cup her breasts, she almost melted at the unexpected contact, her nipples pebbled at the touch even through her dress. Her knees weakened and she clung to him. If he hadn't been holding her up so securely in his arms, she would have slid down the wall. All she wanted to do was lie on the bed with Xavier on top of her.Raising his head from her neck, he palmed their weight gently and rolled her swollen pebbles, she gasped and moaned when he took her mouth so ravenously she whimpered. "Please, Xavier."Mish had no idea what she was asking but she was confident Xavier knew."The bed," h
XavierThe faint light of dawn was gracing the horizon visible from the opened balcony. Faint crisp cold air permeated the room. From memory, his beloved had always preferred the coldness of the fresh morning air.He glanced down, his lips lifted in satisfaction. She was blissfully sleeping in his arms. Naked and warm, snuggled tightly on his bare torso.Last night was all about Mish. Her introduction to intimacy.Though he was still sporting an erection, his beast purred with satisfaction. Drinking from his mate while she was experiencing orgasms was heady. More than the experience of indulging in the most expensive of wines.So far, everything that had to suppose to happen was happening. As it should be.He had no idea how he had exercised utmost control last night, maybe the Goddess had to help him reigned in his instincts, or maybe his willpower to pro
Earlier In The DayMishI should be overthinking this. She reminded herself. Not accepting everything that has happened like it was the work of fate. Normally, that should be the case. Or maybe not? Was she even normal? She was living with the supernatural. The best life she could ever wish for. Pandering the events from last night was a moot point.He was the one that she had always wanted. No question about it.Mish took a deep breath to slowly inhale the scented air surrounding the warm interior of the cozy place. Her day couldn't get any sweeter. Here she was at one of her favorite places savoring her floral-scented tea, planning for the evening to come. Inspired by the type of relationship she was forging with the vampire king, Mish couldn't wipe off the huge smile stupidly gracing her swollen lips. Crimson blushes tinted her cheeks so often, she had to bite her lip to keep the lascivious thoughts occupying her mind, obvious to the people glancing in her direction. Shaking thei
UzzaThe Fallen Angel Of DeathThe sweet taste of freedom, filling his starved lungs, he chuckled with malice.His plans had gave the Alliance a semblance of peace. A year of respite was enough.Soon their guards would be down then he would attack.The pawns, the spies and traitors he had put in place were weeded out, it gave the Council and the kings' purpose. As well as distraction.And while they were busy, he was building his forces for an invasion.Unrestricted to dwell the Earth's surface until the break of dawn, he visited the territories under his control, recruiting more leverages. Turning brothers against brothers. Sons against fathers. A dissension amongst clans, shifter packs and prides, weak kingdoms and realms.Though the temporary power would be gone by daybreak, he had done enough to secure his future.Only he had to find a way to make it last. Just until he found his remains. He would. Very soon.The druid should be in his possession when that happens. One more push a
MishThat night they woke up in each other's arms, Xavier told her. He left nothing out. Though it was brutal, it was necessary. She felt relieved.Finally Uncle Philip was dead and he gave up concrete information to nail down the traitors in the Alliance.The weeks that followed had been surreal.Painstakingly rooting out spies and supporters of the Angel of Darkness.Esmeralda and the kings were mostly gone. Travelling around the supernatural world. Offering protection. Strengthening ties.Staking traitors.It was no fun. But it had to be done.Mish had missed mingling outside their properties. Her music became her solace in her isolation. Though it was bearable since she was sharing it with her sisters and their large family group.Her beloved had recently arrived from another trip and was busy debriefing with the New Council. That could take a while.She went on with her night. Munching on freshly baked fudge brownies while patting her belly thoughtfully. Sighing, she went back in
IndaliMonths LaterLying low had taken a toll on her. There were times she was sure she was losing her shit.Anywhere she went, she encountered forces of evil searching for the last druid. Good thing they still believed that she was a HE. Those chauvinistic pigs! Did they really believe that only a man could be gifted such powers?Well, what would you expect from a usurper wannabe. Declaring himself the King of all Kings. As if. His power was inconsequential compared to Esmeralda, the High Priestess, a living goddess. And a badass leader of the Council.Ugh! So was so melancholic today. Feeling the effects of her force estrangement.It was her birthday and no one even knew. She couldn't burden her companion.She ached for her family now more than ever. Last year, she was having a blast. Thrilled that kingdom had finally found its queen. She had never seen Lucas so delighted yet so lost at meeting his Argetlam for the first time.Now, he was happily mated with a baby on the way. How
XavierThe Vampire King and his thoroughly marked queen stayed inside their apartments for three days before joining their family for a very crucial meeting. Though they spent the time in each other's embrace, he still couldn't get enough of her. He had to keep his hands on her body at all times to reassure himself that she was safe in his arms. Sometimes his touch bordered on desperation.Understanding his actions, Mish let him smother her with love without objections. She knew he had yet to come to terms with him almost losing her. It was not easy to move forward from that experience.When they entered his study by mid morning, his fellow kings and their mates were in the same predicament. Attached to them, their respective ladies sat securely on their laps, powerful arms caging them. Rie rolled her eyes at her sisters but she borrowed deeper into her dragon, sighing contentedly."I take it everyone is well rested?" Esme asked with a grin on her lips, satisfied with the current o
Mish/XavierA soothing bath in the arms of her soulmate was what she needed to feel a semblance of normalcy again.They began with gentle and sweet kisses. Reacquainting with tender touches until she felt her core burning for more."Xavier, I need you." She moaned sucking his neck, feeding from him again after she reaffirmed her mark on him to appease his vampire beast."Are you sure this is okay, beloved? No discomfort?" Xavier cupped her face, staring deeply into her eyes, looking for any signs that she might be in pain."No, baby. Just love me, please. I ache for you." She rubbed her front to him, her hand stroking his thick and pulsing cock.Mature Content 18+"Tell me if it's too much too soon, okay? Do you understand, beloved?" he stood over her and she nodded, licking her lips in anticipation. He stared with that deep hungry look for a moment then gently tested her sopping pussy lips and clit. Watching her reaction, smiling at her tenderly, realizing she was ready for him. Sh
Mish"You are safe now, your majesties." The Lady said, gracing them again with her soft smile. "The dome is lifted. Your kings will be here any moment." She paused as if weighing her words. "I've other pressing matters to attend to. It's time for me to go."The quietness in their surrounding was palpable. Peace. A luxury they would never take for granted.Dangers engulfed them. Only a matter of time before its gnarly fingers reached out to create havoc.Fighting for the good was never in question. Plans had been made. Next time, they would not be grasping straws."Will we see you again?" Mish asked gratitude reflected in her expressive eyes. Feeling weak, she remained resting on the small cot, waiting for the mysterious woman to reply. She and her sisters owe her so much. They wouldn't have made it if their savior had not come by and saved them."When duty calls, I will serve with honor." Her fist on her chest, she bowed. Smiling serenely, almost wistful, with a tiny salute, she whis
XavierThe darkness of midnight was their blanket. Twinkling stars and soft moonlight were alien to this piece of land.Standing on land that rises higher than everything surrounding it, the air heavy and thick, protected by spells from the white witches in their ranks, gave the kings and leaders time to assess what was below them. Plans had been set into motion from the time they stepped out of portals. A sea of depravity that was their enemy was an ominous scenery. The evil factions, ancient species rarely seen, rogues of vampire and wolf units, commandeered by Lord Warlocks and Fallen Angels were an ominous sight. Their combined power had been steadfast. Trying to chink the barrier preventing them from taking the queens. Gray and black, cloud-to-ground lighting struck the translucent barrier, barely cracking, bouncing back to their camps with a vengeance. These assholes had been trying to penetrate the dome for days.The atmosphere was charged with their tainted energy. Humans we
Greyson Sisters"What can we do to help?" Anna. Her usually calm, regal voice was bordering on hysterical, filled with concern and stress.The relief in knowing she and Rie were fully healed, safe from harm would have made Mish smile if it was not such a chore.She could not almost hear them through the fog in her brain. Wish she could assure everyone around her that she was going to be alright. But she couldn't. It would be a lie.So weak, hardly able to open her eyes or raise her head to acknowledge them. The life she carried within her was draining her strength. She had been like this since she came to after the plane crash. The lower part of her belly hurt like it was on fire. Day by day, she was losing the battle.Sicker than she had ever been, she could barely fill her lungs with air. Her breaths were ragged, pushing her chest out, seeking more. Only it was not enough.Summoning her beloved through their dream world had been part of her childhood whenever she was sick. Last nigh
Xavier Heat from the scorching sun beat down on him while he attacked. Uncaring, numb from pain, he didn't feel anything. Functioning in a trance, his doing, he slashed and broke bodies. Nuisances, all of them. The vicious Vampire King, his friends, Lucas and Alexander had invaded a small town in the province of Mexico, showing their true colors to the enemies. Creating havoc. Attacking warlock villages. With a sheer fucking will, destroying everything in their paths. Philip Dale's seat of power had turned to ashes. His residence in Ireland had fared the same. Not an ounce of mercy for the lowlife responsible for his wife's death. Gone were their sweet side known by their mates, replaced by savagery. He knew nothing else. His heart and soul died when she did. This was the most frightening emotion in his existence. Feeling his soul breaking from hers when their bond was unexpectedly severed. Unfathomable suffering. Unbearable in its intensity. Numbing. He became a killing machi