Fate has a way to turn impossible things into possible. A person can fight his fate all he wants but in the end, things always turn out how fate wanted them to be. Just like Amber. She was living proof of the games that fate plays.
Amber, a woman who was thrown in the woods in the dead of winter by her own mother. She was given to nature for a low agonizing death. Who thought that the little girl her mother and her people thought they got rid of was as alive as the wind.
As a little girl, she was not even given a little space in her parent's kingdom. And now as a grownup, she has her own Queendom where she decides who stays and who leaves.
Pretty much ironic!
They say ignorance is bliss and indeed they are right. Amber can give anything to remain ignorant. Amber was always a curious little thing. It was her curiosity that led her to find about her origin.
She had the ability to remember. She remembered her first memory of her mother when she had forsaken her. She had witnessed disgust in the eyes of the woman who gave her birth.
Amber wasn't a mother but she wanted children of her own. She could never look at her own blood like her mother had looked at Amber. At first, she didn't know who the female in her memories was, not until she stepped into immorality and learned to control her powers.
Amber was the offspring of the most powerful factions of the supernatural world. She had abilities beyond her control.
She's the first of her own kind.
A being having the power of a Goddess. . .
At an early age, Amber had lounged for acceptance, for someone to call her their own but she got nothing. And then she had made a Queendom where she decided who stays and who leaves. Now she's the one by whom beings longed to be accepted.
Amber had made an Empire of her own in the same place where she was left by her mother to rot and die.
Tsk... After freezing in immorality and spending centuries on this wasteland Amber had turned it into a land full of greenery and beauty with a shield to protect its boundaries.
You can enter this land but once you leave without a permit you'll forget the location of this land.
The first time Amber used her powers was when she was merely born. Her mother dumped her on this wasteland covered with deadly snow. Her back was burnt by the snow and she was on the verge of dying when her power to control the elements had saved her life.
Her back was still decorated with ugly burn marks, a parting gift from her mother. The skin of her back can easily disgust anyone who looks at it that's why she always wore a cloak to protect it from judging and pitiful eyes.
Amber has unique powers like controlling the elements, unnatural speed, control over others' body and many more. All thanks to the three fractions that made her very being.
"Amber there's someone who wants to meet you. Come!" Rebecca shouted on top of her lungs. Hearing her voice pulled a smile on Amber's face. Rebecca was the very first resident of her self made Queendom.
"They all want to meet me, girl. Tell me what's new this time. . ." Amber rolled my eyes at her.
When she walked towards Rebecca a female was standing behind her. Her hairs were a huge mess of black color. Golden eyes were staring at Amber as if sensing a threat.
Definitely a lycan on verge of turning. Her land was filled with different fractions of supernatural beings but most of them were wolfs.
There were rumors that the Lycans had fallen from grace. From the past two decades, a large number of lycans had moved to this land, most of them just wanted to hide from their brutes aka mates.
"Aah, another Bitch. What's her problem..? Lemme guess! She must be miserable with her disrespectful mate and just wanted freedom from their shitty customs..." Amber said while clapping my hands in a child-like manner.
The wolf lunged at her but was thrown away with a flick of Amber's fingers. A boom sounded when her body hit an old oak tree. A blue light was still emitting from Amber's palm.
Disrespecting beings. . .
"Hell..!!!" The female howled in pain. Her howls were making Amber tired. They were all the same.
Fools~
It literally bored her to death to show them who's the queen here. Most of them call Amber evil and unstable. . .
An Evil, Unstable Queen who's protecting the sane ones~
"For someone who came here for my help, you have guts to attack me, bitch! I'm the Queen here and I don't take shit from anyone. I serve it to the ones who deserve it. Never attack a being like me, you will regret the outcomes." Amber's flame-like eyes burned with rage.
"Amber!" Rebecca snapped. Amber glanced at her.
"Ooh, I was not supposed to do that..? My bad." She gave Rebecca an innocent silly me look. Rebecca's a softy, can't even handle a little violence.
"She needed help. . ." Rebecca whispered with tears welled up in her eyes. Shit! She didn't want her to start her water work here.
Rebecca was a female lycan or she once was. . . So it's totally logical that she feels the pain of her kind. Amber had helped her to escape her abusive mate and now Rebecca helped others who are in the same condition as her.
Rebecca was a broken doll who can't be fixed so she attempts to fix others to make herself feel better.
Rebecca the fragile little wolf. . .
"She can stay if she wants it's the least I can do after breaking her bones. I was just messing around with her. I hope she didn't take it on her little heart. Plus tell her that she won't be able to locate this place if she decided to leave, it's a one-time invitation." She said while blowing a kiss to Rebecca.
Rule number one: To maintain your rule over other immortals here, you have to show them who's the boss.
It's difficult to survive in this world, you gotta be a Bitch to keep people in their place.
In her world you kill or get killed and Amber had killed more immortals than she can remember...
Did she regret it?
Never. . .
"What the hell is she..??" That female asked Rebecca.
"The Cold Queen you should not mess with Lucia." Rebecca announced in a cold voice.
Ahh.. only if Rebecca had told her that before she had attacked Amber. It would have saved her from the upcoming fatigue.
"I'm not getting any good vibes from here. This place is literally giving me creeps man." Connor suppressed a shudder."Don't worry I have been here before. It's not as bad as it looks." Darach replied without looking at his brother.The last time Darach was here he had almost burnt this damn house in his blind rage. He still remembers the day when he came here to know the whereabouts of his mate from this Oracle. She had looked at him with her lifeless black eyes with sorrow.'You are late my child she's dead, murdered by her own kin.'At that moment Darach had felt as if someone had pulled his backbone out of his body. All his life he had waited for his mate and she was taken from him by her own kin. Not taken MURDERED! He was boiling withContempt~Rage
So much love. . .How could they manage to love each other so damn much? No matter how much Amber showed that she didn't give a fuck about love, no matter how much she said that she doesn't care, there was always a little voice in her head that whispered 'You Do Care Silly!'. It was a voice that never left her alone. Sometimes soothing and sometimes it was so frustrating that she can do whatever it takes to get rid of it.But she can't. . .Amber's parents gave her nothing. Hell! they didn't even give a single fuck before throwing her away. But they gave her an instinct, Wolf's Instinct. She was a part female lycan but she didn't have a beast, she can't transform into her lycan form and she was glad for that.Over the centuries Amber had seen Lycan's transformation. It was a captivat
After centuries the two lycan brothers were doing something together. Both of them felt like idiots for entering the wastelands. It was said that the snow on this land hides more secrets than it reveals.Long forgotten mystical creatures that are just a myth in the present time, reside on this land.The moment they entered this land the brothers' inner Lycans were on high alert as if sensing an unseen threat.If Lucia had entered this land then she must have gotten some clue on the lost mates but as the stubborn princess that she was, she decided to investigate this lead herself instead of asking her brothers for help.And now she has her ass handed to herself by someone who was a fool or strong enough to reside here.Moon help her when Darach got his hands on his brat of a sister!
A random person~ That was what he was to Amber but the moment she had looked at him she couldn't keep her eyes off him.Even though his face was decorated with burn marks, cuts and scraps probably from the snow during his journey, he still looked delectable enough. The left side of his face was still mottled black and blue and his lower lip looked a little swollen.When Amber had seen him for the first time laying unconscious on the ground, Amber literally felt something about him calling to her very being. Like there was someone trapped in his body, trying desperately to get free, trying to reach to her.And before she knew what she was doing Amber told the guards to put him in her home. In her own home. . .It was the first time a male laid in her bed, it's not like she hadn't bedded anyone in her awfully long lif
Darach felt like he was trapped in a black tunnel, not knowing where to go or what to do. It has been like this for centuries. Darach was trapped in this darkness for centuries. No matter what he did, he can't just free himself from this misery.He was a coward~A coward who was given the little of King. He had the responsibility of the whole lycan race, the responsibilities of the whole kingdom were on his shoulders but he was royally neglecting them because deep down he knew that if he wasn't good enough to save his own mate than how was he supposed to protect the whole kingdom.From the past centuries, Darach has been doing one thing he was good at, running from his responsibilities.Running from this darkness that surrounds his very being. He just wanted a way out of it, a small light to pull his dark
If all your life you have waited for someone and suddenly they came in front of you, your first thought will be to touch them, to feel them, to know that they are really not just a fragment of your imaginations.That's what happened to Darach when his mate came in front of him. Darach became so busy in admiring her that he lost control of his beast who was hell bend on claiming her. Darach knew that he moved too fast.Actually, it was his beast who moved too fast. Centuries he had wasted in thinking that his mate was dead instead of hunting her just because a fucking Oracle said so. He should never have believed her. Darach got a clear idea now that why Oracles were considered mad beings. But aside from his mate, he can't dismiss that it was the Oracle who had told him the way of these wastelands. And Darach can sense a large number of Lycans here. Mayb
Frustration was all that Amber felt when she couldn't get the answers to her questions. Her life was becoming a puzzle.From the moment these lycan royalties had entered her Queendom they had only created problems for her and her devoted people.The lycans that once resided in the lycan king's territory were now her people but she knew that no matter what, he was their rightful king. It didn't matter that the human side of these lycans didn't consider him their king because the beast that resides within them knew that who was their king, their Alpha and if the beast commanded them to follow their king back to his land, to their mates, Amber will be powerless to do anything against him.Hell! It was difficult for her to shake his dominance off from her own self. She cursed her small lycan part that was submissive to the lycan king.Amber didn't know how bu
Amber had never known what mother's love felt like but she can bet on her left eye that the solace she felt in the Goddess's presence must be the same that one felt in a mother's. . .Amber had spent her early age in agony. Back then she had always thought that what was wrong with her, why couldn't her parents want her? What had she done to her own mother that she had hated Amber to a point of throwing her in the face of an agonizing death?It was the first thing Amber had asked for from the Goddess... Her true identity, the identity of the woman holding her when she was a baby. Amber still remembered when the Goddess had told her that woman was her mother and she was holding Amber for the last time.On that day Amber learned that not every girl needs a boy to break her heart because their parents have already done a fucking good job of breaking it into a million pieces.
Amber stared at Darach’s face. She had been waiting for this moment for the whole day and finally, she had successfully cornered the love of her life.Amber licked her lips as she gazed up in her mate’s wide blue eyes.Dark Gods! Three years had passed and she still can’t get bored from the startled look that Darach gave her every time she unexpectedly cornered him for quickies.Snaking her arms around his neck Amber pulled him down as she pressed forward against him while batting her eyelashes seductively at him.At this point Darach was panting, his eyes flickering from blue to their magnetic golden color.His flashing golden eyes were always a turn on for her. "We shouldn't be doing this." Darach whispered distractingly."Then I should find someone else to state my needs." Amber mumbled in a taunting tone. At her words, Darach's mouth aggressively descended over hers.The se
"I can't believe you were sleeping while my daughter was so close to losing her life." Aric roared at his nephew but for the first time in his life Darach didn't cower away from his uncle's dominance."Amber shouldn't have been in this position if you had resolved your issues with Aunt Emmeline." Darach rasped, looking his Uncle in the eye. Backing down wasn't an option now. It was high time that they all came to terms with their past. "What did you say pup?" Breathing through his nose to keep his anger in, Aric took a threatening step towards his nephew. "Repeat yourself and I'll teach you a lesson in manners that you have clearly forgotten over the past centuries." Aric breathed in rage when Darach didn't lower his gaze. At this point, he was standing nose to nose with Darach. Darach's words hadn't set well with Aric. No matter what Aric was the Alpha King and the beast within him was demanding him to discipline his nephew who had ste
Amber's heart constricted inside her chest. Oracle's words had hit home. Amber had asked her to stay and she had asked Amber to let go of the past. They both had asked each other for something that they weren't ready to do yet.The Oracle wasn't ready to grab onto the future and Amber wasn't ready to let go the past~Amber turned around to leave. Maybe it was meant to be this way. Amber caressed her stomach, which was becoming a habit now. Too much was going on on her mind. The Oracle had left her with unanswered questions whose answers only the Oracle knew. What had she meant by a cursed being and not able to touch children? The Dragon was definitely going to lose it if he found that his mate had escaped again.Amber felt bad for Aidan, he had spent a decade in Amber's territory spying on her in hopes that once she will become the crowned queen of witches she will lead him to his bride.In a way, Amber did lead him
Amber caressed her baby bump as she gazed up at the sky. The sun wasn't completely up yet, there was a certain type of peace in the atmosphere. After so long Amber felt content. She wanted to be there for her child but this time not alone, She wanted Darach to be with her.Amber had realized that it didn't matter that from which race her child will belong because Amber's love will be enough for her child. She was afraid of giving birth to a girl but not anymore~If she gave birth to a witch then she will train her daughter to love herself. She will tell her that she was beautiful and anyone who'll tell her daughter otherwise will get his ass kicked by Amber. Oh, it will be too much fun to train her daughter to kick fool's asses. Will her daughter look like Amber or Darach? Or was she going to give birth to a son? Amber's lips curved in a smile, she couldn't wait to find out. Suddenly a shadow passed by the woods pulling Amber out of her
Amber stared at the man sleeping peacefully beside her.Life wasn't as complicated as man made it. Sometimes a person was just bound by the chains of his longings, resentment and pain to see what always has been in front of him.When fate took something from a person, the person was always blessed with something more but it seemed like the pain of losing was too big to grab on to the happiness offered to him.A person always remember what he lost instead of cherishing the things he still has.Amber was that person~She was blessed with a Goddess to show her the right path, a mate, a father, a mother, friends who were like a family, allys who were ready to protect her no matter what. She had people who trusted her with their loyalties. And above them all, she had a baby coming her way.If she counted all these blessings on her fingers, they really dull out the pain of her past. The pain she had endured in the past had
Amber groaned in pain. Dark Gods! Her back was killing her. She shouldn't have come between her father and Vladimir. It had sucked all the energy from her body. Her day had been hectic. Vladimir had proudly announced to Aric that he was staying because Amber had requested him to stay. Aric had lost his shit and he had started cursing Vladimir like a sailor while Rome had shrieked at Aric like a banshee to stop cursing around his godchild, not caring even a bit that he was talking to the King of Beasts.It felt like Amber had started living in a circus where a millennium-old King of Beasts and Vampire King liked to get on each other's nerves. They were even worse than Jimmy who God knows why was hell-bent on making Darach's life a living hell.Laying on the bed Amber held her breath, closing her eyes she waited. . . It was almost midnight and soon Darach's beast was going to wail. Every time his beast howled at the
Amber was sitting in the wheelchair, her heart was thumping inside her chest with anticipation which was weird because she has no romantic feelings for the Vampire King Vladimir. He was just a silly crush Amber had kidnapped from his Kingdom. Amber inwardly winced at the memory. Dark Gods! She was so stupid back then. But why was she suddenly so eager to see Vladimir?"Should I warn your boy toy that the rules around here had been changed?" Rome asked."I would suggest you shut your mouth around him. That will be more convenient for everyone." Amber shot him a glare over her shoulder. Rome was wise enough to shut his mouth.She peeked at Darach, his shoulders were tense. The lock in his jaw was indicating that he had heard Rome. When his gaze collided with Amber, she looked away first.It was the second time Rome had blurted something about Vladimir in front of Darach. Rome and his big mouth~
*Three and a half months later*"Here try these, you know I made these myself." Rome proudly announced while placing a plate of fresh fruits on Amber's stomach. "How can you make this Rome? These are fucking fruits cut in slices." Amber snorted. "How many times I have to tell you to stop swearing around my godchild?" Rome yelled and Amber cringed at his shrill voice. Rome's eyes widened dramatically at her reaction.Leaning down Rome caressed Amber's stomach affectionately. "Sorry Princess, your godfather didn't yell at you. I was just yelling at your mother who is being unreasonable." Rome whispered to Amber's stomach. Amber rolled her eyes at Rome's silly gestures. He loves to talk to the baby growing inside her. Ignoring him Amber started eating the fruits, she can barely see her own feet, her stomach was huge and Rome loves to use it as a table. Emmeline had carried Amber for four months befo
Turning around Amber particularly ran towards her home. The fucker who said that peace fills a person's mind when he forgives someone had fucking lied. Because currently there was chaos brimming inside her soul.She needs to distance herself from everyone. Distance keeps her safe, distance keeps her sane.Amber wanted everyone to leave her alone but at the same time, she wanted them to stay...It was a mixed feeling like when you forgive a person but a part of you is still clinging to the past, reminding you of all the hurt they had caused you. A part of you still wants them to suffer for all the pain you have endured. It doesn't matter if you have forgiven them. Sometimes its too difficult to let go of the past~You want to let go but at the same time, you don't. Because some permanent damage had been done to your soul that can't be reversed.Amber closed her bedroom door with a bang. Her breaths were co