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Beginning Of New Life
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His To Claim Cooking For Him
Elizah stayed out the whole day working and returned home only when the darkness began to spread its wings. He noticed the lamp light flickering from the window as he neared the hut and a warmth spread through his being. She was inside waiting for him. He had instructed Kyra to look after Sabrina in his absence. He was more than aware that Sabrina wasn't used to a life of destitution. She never had experienced a hardship in her life. She was too fragile, too soft for any adversity. He wished he could give her all the luxuries and privileges she was used to but the situation had limited his power. Right now, her safety superseded everything. He paused abruptly when he noticed huge clouds of smoke floating through the window. Panic seized him instantly. What is happening? Is she alright? Without him realising, he broke into a sprint and kicked the door open. His frantic eyes searched and found her staring at him wide-eyed. Elizah speed walked towards her. "Are you alright?" he asked,
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Sabrina adapted to the simple life of village quite easily. People here were very nice and friendly. Kyra was a sweatheart for putting up with her clumsy self without a complain. Even though, she was yet to master her cooking skills she was making significant progress. Now the food was edible and didn't taste like burnt leather. The sweet lady, Kyra had taught her a number of recipies over the days and even taught her to do other domestic stuff that once was considered beneath her as she was going to be the Queen.How life changes. No matter how her food tasted, Elizah never left a crumb on his plate. And after every meal he would thank her for her efforts. Elizah wished he could thank her in other ways. The ways that would be more personal and intimate. Like a hopeless pervert, he had stolen kisses from her a few times in the depth of nights but they failed to fill him with the profound satisfaction he used to feel while kissing her when she was wide awake. He wanted her lips to mov
His To Claim The Wet Morning
His firm cold lips devoured her soft ones thoroughly, biting and chewing every inch of her soft flesh. Sabrina closed her eyes in silent submission. She was pinned to the ground by the sheer force of his kiss. Their saliva blended together as his tongue plunged deep and dominated her sweet intoxicating mouth. Sabrina clutched the back of his shoulders and let out a weak moan, feeling his tongue claiming every corner of her mouth. The feel of his large hands squeezing her breasts was electrifying. Current coursed through her being. She was panting, her heart thumping rapidly in excitement. She didn't want this moment to pass. Elizah was taken over by what could only be called madness. He wanted this woman. He wanted to own this fragile woman and do sinful things to her. Things that will leave her breathless in the end. Things that will stakehis claim on her, for eternity. He kissed her hard, stealing her breath away. He will make her pay for denying him so long. Every inch of her skin
His To Claim What Happen To Amira
What the hell was wrong with him? Elizah for the life of him wasn't able to get his mind off her and concentrate on the damn soil he was supposed to plough hours ago. He found himself tilling the same spot over and over again. All he could think about was her warm skin and his large cold hand on them. Her soft lips and his cold ones on them. A strange electric like rush ignited through his veins. He sucked in a breath. And the hot flush that had claimed her cheeks after he was done with her. There was something very innocent about that action of her. Innocent but sinfully seductive. He exhaled a wistful sigh and leaned back on his palms. He tilted his head up to squint at the blazing sun. Beads of sweat was scattered all over his tanned neck and chest. His shoulder-length hair was bound in a pony and his huge biceps were bulging due to weight on them. Watching from a distance, Sabrina swooned at the glorious sight. He hadn't returned home for lunch so she though to bring him. He wa
His To Claim A Mysterious Woman
With just one confesison, Elizah had stumped her. She didn't know what to say. "What?" she questioned, wondering if she had misheard him. His amber eyes bored into hers. There were questions in them, fury too. " My past bothers you?" he leaned forward and probed, searching her eyes. She blinked in confusion. "That I am just a fallen prince," his voice sounded hurt. "I don't care about your past," she answered, feeling offended by his accusation. "Then why? Why did you leave me and mate with Cyrus?" bitterness laced his words. Her rejection had stabbed him deep in his heart. He had opened his heart to her and she just walked away."Did I have any other option? You know better than anyone what could have happened if I had refused," there was a sharp edge to Sabrina's tone. The first to bear the brunt would have been her family and pack. She wanted to break the bond but not at the cost of people she loved. Things would have been different if she had succeeded in proving that E
His To Claim Fear Of Losing
Sabrina paced the hall, wringing her hands. She wanted to apologize for her behaviour last night and hoped he would accept her apology. He must have felt so disappointed in her. He was being so gentle and caring with her and what did she do? She pushed him away. His touch was nothing like Cyrus'. His touch spoke of affection and promised pleasure. Then why? Why did she have to ruin it? Why can't she get over that night? Cyrus was no more, she was no longer in that castle. She was free and with her mate. Then why? But what would have happened if she had let Elizah take her? What if Elizah had met with the same illness as Cyrus did after touching her? She didn't know what had caused that to happen? But there was one thing she was sure of. She can't have Eliah walking away from her. Not after getting this close. She will face her fear for him. A familiar rap on the door ripped her from her train of thoughts. Her heartbeat climbed up. It was him. She quickly crossed over and opened
His To Claim Burning Jealousy
This is how love should feel like. Around him, Sabrina feels safe and special. He treat her like a doll with so much gentleness and care as if she would break if he treated her even with a little force. But in the depth of night, this same gentleman turns into a starving beast, devouring her to her last breath. Even though, they had not done the deed yet, Elizah always left her exhausted and breathless by the time he would be done with her. His kisses were just as intense and consuming. Sabrina was swept away by him, heart and soul. She had no ounce of doubt that she would have fallen for him even if he wasn't her mate. His eyes that shone like molten lava under the sun could blind anyone with their beauty. His buff built both intimidated and assured her. Intimidate when he would back her into a corner and stare down at her with carnal hunger in his eyes and assure her when he would hold her against his chest and chase away all her nightmares. Sabrina had decided to do something for
His To Claim When The Might Apologise
Elizah entered the house and felt a painful tug at his heart when he saw her asleep against the wall. Her head was leaning against the wall, her blond ringlets framing her lovely face and her soft lips slightly parted. She was waiting for him. Elizah reached her in two long strides. He got down on his knees in front of her and very softly brushed back her stray locks from her face. He cupped her face and gently rubbed the wetness from her cheeks with his thumb. "My Angel," he whispered longingly and bent closer. He, ever so gently, brushed his lips against hers. The warmth of her lips made him sigh in content and he couldn't hold himself from pressing his lips to hers. Just enough to soak his lips in the warmth of her lips. He was looking for peace outside when his peace was right here, right under his roof. He pecked her lips and drew away only to scoop her up in his arms. Not tearing his gaze from her beautiful face, he carried her towards their mattress. Vulnerable he may sou
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Elizah paced restlessly outside the chamber as her screams rattled through the silence. He was tempted to burst in through the door and cradle her against his chest but he was helpless. She was in there delivering their child. Just then a tiny frame brushed past him and towards the door. It was Kaiser. Their first-born. A toy sword in his hand as he rushed towards the door. "Leave my mama alone or I swear I will kill you all," Kaiser hollered against the door. Elizah rushed over to him and lifted him in his arms. The boy thrashed to get free."Do not hurt my mom," Kaiser shouted, still throwing glares at the closed door."Silence, boy," he turned Kaiser's face towards him. The boy frowned and then scowled at his father."Papa, mama is in danger. Why are you not doing anything?" the four-year-old demanded, this time subjecting his father to his glare. His dragon blood had already started to influence him. The boy had his eyes and his mother's blond hair."No, love. Your mother is alr
His To Claim Getting Her Back
They both blinked at each other. Elizah was dumbstruck. She broke eye contact to look around her chamber. It is then Elizah got his senses back. He leaped off his chair and dashed out the door to tell the guard to bring in the healer. He also told the maids who were waiting outside to attend to their queen. He stayed outside, letting the maids enter the chamber. A smile broke through his lips. She was awake. He placed his hand on his chest and rubbed it. His heart was galloping like a horse. He was elated but at the same time nervous too. He wanted to see her but his self-doubts were holding him back. What if she still hated him? "How do you feel now, My queen?" he heard a maid ask her. Elizah leaned his back against the wall and waited for her to speak in eager anticipation. He was dying to hear her sweet voice. The one that was devoid of any bitterness. "Just a little headache," she croaked out. Elizah swooned inwardly. She had a voice of an angel. A smile broke onto his lips, no
His To Claim Dream That Felt Real
Elizah remained by her side the whole night, continuously checking up on her fever. She was hot like a scorching iron, running a high fever. The old woman had already warned him against it. She was fighting a life battle right now, the toxicity in her body was resisting the healing potion. Elizah wrung the piece of cloth before putting it on her forehead. Thankfully, she wasn't shivering anymore. "Things are going to get better from here on out. We are going to get better," Elizah told her. He could feel it in his bones. Tomorrow was going to be full of happiness and prosperity. That maid Lina was caught shortly after Georgia's demise. Harriet had asked him to let her deal with the witch. Elizah had agreed. Now that he had his Sabrina with him, he didn't care about anyone any longer.He put his hand on her protruded belly and smiled when he felt their baby's movement. "He is happy too," he raised his gaze to her and chirped, elated. A knock was heard before the door drew open. He d
His To Claim Faith And Hopes
The volcanic explosion shook the ground, causing Georgia to lose her balance and fall. Elizah who had not expected it was completely blindsided by the sudden attack. Harriet, on the other hand, smiled knowingly. Another heart-stopping noise boomed before the roof was crashed through by a massive creature. Elizah glanced up to find Herone flying overhead in all his glory. He was utterly shocked. The vamp's jaw slacked in pure horror. Harriet rushed and pulled Elizah backward until there was a good distance between them and the fallen witch. Herone roared and a river of fire flowed out of his mouth. In a blink of an eye, the entire hall was caught up in fire. The witch was lost behind the ruthless blazes. Elizah's mind drifted to Sabrina. Fear seized him at once. Is she alright? "Sabrina," his voice trembled as the realization dawned on him. Without wasting a moment, he swiveled to run outside in search of her. Harriet couldn't stop him as he was too fast and sudden. She ran after h
His To Claim Night Of Judgement
His insides wrenched with pining melancholy when he saw her bound in chains to a cage. What hurt him more was the loathe shining in her eyes for him. "You didn't die?" she rattled violently against the iron bars, gravely disappointed. A pang stabbed through his heart. She wanted him dead. "You obviously failed to do your job, Sabrina. I am so disappointed in you," Georgia replied with a disappointed sigh. Sabrina paled. She dropped down to her knees and joined her hands in a pleading manner. Her importing eyes fixed on Geirgia. "I apologize for my mistake, Queen. Give me one more chance I will finish him for certain this time," Sabrina entreated earnestly. Georgia smirked. Elizah's features crumpled in agony. The woman he loved the most couldn't wait to kill him. "I want you to kill but not him any longer," Georgia started in a riddle. Elizah sent him a hateful glare. He hated this woman to the core. Georgia's smirk widened. Her scheming eyes lit up with something devious. El
His To Claim Coming For Her
Elizah felt like a loser. The only thing he wanted was to keep his family safe, and he failed to do just that. He loathed himself for this. This all happened because of his negligence. She wouldn't have been in danger if he had nipped the problem in the bud. Why? Why did he not take notice of it before it was too late? "Don't beat yourself up for this. Georgia's plan was a failsafe," Harriet tried to pacify him. Elizah knew it wasn't true. The disaster could be averted if he had fucking noticed. "She was struggling for so long and I couldn't see it. She must have felt so miserable, so trapped," a tear escaped his eye. The more he thought about it, the more his heart broke. He couldn't protect her when she needed him the most. Harriet was taken aback by the tears in his eyes. She had never seen tears in his eyes. He wasn't emotionally weak nor let problems weigh down on him. "Remorse won't do you any good. It's time to rescue her. Focus on that," Harriet told him. Elizah nodded his
His To Claim Love No Longer Alive
He tried to roll away but it was too late. The dagger drove through his chest like a bolt of fire but he didn't feel pain for a good second. The shock had numbed his senses. Her fiery blue eyes expressed nothing but deep-seated loath as she twisted the knife so that it hurts more before ripping it out in one brutal go. He grunted in pain. Her response was a devious sneer. "You deserve a death far worse than this," she seethed and struck at him again. This time, though, Elizah edged out by turning on his side in time. The sharp blade plunged into the mattress. Before Sabrina could whip it out, Elizah grabbed her hand which was holding the knife, and prevented her from plucking it out. "Leave me, you scoundrel," she hissed in her venom-laced voice. Elizah didn't allow the hatred in her voice to weaken his resolve. He fixed Sabrina with his deadliest glare and commanded her to release the knife while pressing his other hand against his wound. The pain was excruciating but right now he
His To Claim Night Full Of Passion
In her sweet embrace, he was losing his control. He couldn't keep himself vigilant as she showered him with her kisses. Kisses that he had craved like crazy for all these months. His breathing labored and his eyes fell shut as she kissed every inch of his face. As her dry cracked lips caressed his skin, he couldn't help but feel grateful to the Goddess for creating this moment. He was dying for this moment. He thought he had lost her but she was coming back. His Sabrina was finally returning. He glanced down between them and smiled at the sight of her swollen belly. He put his hand under her belly and stroked it, earning a moan from her. Her melodic voice caused him to look up at her. Her face had lost its chubbiness that he adored with his heart. Her cheekbones were sticking out and her eyes were sunken. And yet, he was mesmerized by her. "I love you," he cradled her face and confessed from the bottom of his heart. Sabrina smiled and urged him to make love to her. He was more than
His To Claim Sinful Seduction
Days passed but that old hag could also not persuade that dragon monster into setting her free. She was still shackled to her bed, bound and helpless. She couldn't afford to be like this any longer. The voices in her head had turned violent and louder telling her to kill him. She feared she would burst from inside if she didn't do something soon enough. That evening Sabrina used her honey-coated voice to ask her maids to bathe her in scented perfumes and make her look her best. Her request and soft manner of speaking surprised the maids. The woman had long stopped caring about her looks. Her hair was a mess, her lips were cracked and her eyes had dark circles like the shade of night underneath them. They took her to the bathroom and happily washed off all the grime sticking to her milky-white skin. It was after several days, she was taking a bath. As mentioned, she has lost interest in all worldly pleasures. The maids were on cloud nine, assuming Harriet's potion was finally having
