One year. It has been one year since my new life started. A new life being reborn, but I wasn't being reborn, I was simply discovering the truth, and combining it with my destiny. The one year I spent with him, the one year I discovered who I really was, brought more chaos and torment than in my entire life, but most importantly it brought danger. He led a dangerous life and my destiny was to be alongside him, as he continued to save his people... his kind.
Through the twenty-seven years of my life and becoming the founder and CEO of my company, I never once thought I would be pulled away from it. But I was, and a part of me welcomed the adventure he gave me, I gave myself, after all being born and raised in my father's family wasn't always pleasing or a pleasant experience for me. The woman who raised me wasn't my mother, but she was, she raised me, cared for me and worried for me, when my birth-mother didn't. My father made his mistake and I was the one who paid the price the most. While my father had everything... riches and fame, I didn't want any of it. I wanted to live and build my own life. Being the only daughter of the most respected man in business, but it brought it's misfortunes. It made me seem as a trophy to win; every man had a cupid's arrow stick in his ass, but I had enough of it. I made myself a woman who followed and lived by her own rules, something my half-brother, Jackson Kwon, hated.
Years passed and I built my empire, but I guess fate had something else in mind for me. The stories of the creatures from storybooks, folktales and fairytales told to children on sleepless nights became reality for me and threw me into the abyss of the supernatural... a world of dragons.
It was the night of the gala celebration of my company's expansion when my strange sightings became real and for the first time in a very long time... I felt scared; fear ...that emotion I never felt in over a decade now took control over me.. An emotion I had long forgotten to feel, now wrapped around me like a death shroud.
I never thought one day I would meet a dragon, let alone become the mate of one... the last dragon prince was my mate. He entered my dreams first; deep seafoam eyes with hints of emerald and black invaded my dreams, claiming me.
But he was just a man in my dreams or so I thought, because then I met this man, this dragon prince, he was the man from my dreams. It wasn't love at first sight or a dreamy fairytale I read in books, but a strange toxic attraction and it screamed for pleasurable moments. His touches were electric, setting my insides on fire and his eyes.. Those brilliant eyes that held such a unique colour pulled me into his dangerous, yet mystical world, where dragons soared the skies, such marvellous and fascinating creatures that flew onto the high skies and breathed majestic flames of incredible power.
The colour of their flame was the colour of their aura.. their soul, he taught me that, along with many other words of wisdom and forbidden nights. While we were mates, we were dangerous for one another; a toxicity that almost brought the end of his world... and mine.
Fate brought me to set things right again, to give back what was taken from the dragons. He told me of the past and how dragons were forced to become nothing but a myth. At first they searched for a realm to call their own, gathering wise words helps them fight against the darkness and grow themselves. Treasures were something they wanted to keep to themselves, items or tidbits of knowledge they owned and no other creatures did. Everyone had some greed in their nature.
But, it was a gem of unspeakable power that was the most valuable to them, the water dragons found it in the depths of the ocean, inside a long lost and forgotten cavern, he told me but it was stolen by a human... my kind. The artefact that imbues unlimited magic into your very soul, so very powerful you would leak magic from your fingertips and that's why the human took it, because power called onto the greedy. This human was once their friend, but evil swept through his veins greedily, silent, yet powerful.
The worst thing about betrayal, it doesn’t come from your enemy, but the one you have trusted so deeply, the one you considered as a friend.. perhaps even more..
Humans had taken the reins, claiming themselves as the most powerful rulers, the not only killed but also slaved any dragon insight after the war, and so the last remaining dragons, including their dying Dragon King and his family, hid from the surface of the world, afraid to cross paths with humans again.
His father passed and now it was up to the Prince to return his people to their original glory...
While I understood the reasons behind why he hated humans, my kind, I did hate the harshness he treated me with. Fight, scream, kiss, then pleasure and it all over again, we were toxic together, but apart we were miserable, because half of my soul already belonged to him and half of his, belonged to me. He was also the only one who tried to understand what I had become.
I ran away again, and again from what fate had brought me, only to be found in his arms again. To the humans, my family and my empire, I was a dead girl, I guess something my half-brother always wanted, but I wasn't the one to give up so easily. Like my mate's father said as his dying words..
What's taken or lost will return... be it in the same form.. or another...
Dear Guests and Employs,As the proud CEO and founder of Sooyaa's Desires...I sighed, tapping away the keys on my laptop, an invitation to my shareholders, business partners and employees. The celebration of my newest expansion toSooyaa'sDesireswill be held within a few days. However, the constant pressure and stress that weighed down on my shoulders, prevented me from looking forward to the occasion.One side, I had the constant begging of my father to join my company with my brother's to prevent him from going bankrupt. He had millions stolen from a business partner, Antonio Venturi. Onthe other side, I had the nagging of reporters trying to spy on my life, wanting to get me into another "dating scandal" the madness people brought to my life!The mounting pain in my head made me close my eyes and groan, one after another, problems rose, killing my insides, and creating that sickening pain at t
I sat there slowly playing with my food; rolling the small piece of chicken with my fork and sighed under the penetrating glare of Jackson. I shook my head and took a small sip from my glass of water.The eerily silence had me begging for some kind of distraction or perhaps this dinner to end unexpectedly. Usually, your head would spin or have a sickening headache from alarming sounds or noises above many decibels, but here it was different, the mere sounds of cutlery gently clanking against the plates and soft chewing was all there to be heard, and it was aching my head.The wait was the worst part; knowing it was going to happen, but when?Audrey was simply eating her food; enjoying every bit of it. And it was surprising; usually, she too would join in with her husband and glare at me like someone who was standing in their way to success and glory.Mother sat on one end of the table facing my father; she hadn’t looked up from her food. I guess she
Mature themes coming up later on this chapter.***I hit against the steering wheel with a frustrated growl as I let a few tears caress my cheeks, I had vowed to myself never to cry after my childhood! Not for anyone! Not for my father! Not for mother! Not for Jackson! And certainly not for my birth-mother!Throwing off the seat-belt, I grabbed my phone and slammed the car door shut. My bracelet, however, caught against it, allowing the tiny tear-shaped diamonds stones to break away from the band, landing around my feet. The soft sounds of the diamonds tumbling against the rough grounds made me scream in frustration and kick the car’s wheel.Stupid car!Tears of anger and frustration fell from my eyes. The dinner had brought nothing but chaos for me; my mind was haywire, one thought after another, word after word, and I tried to dodge them like a bullet.If that’
C/r acci/ent (a, d) trigger warning!***My mind raced back and forth; from work to the dream. Those seafoam eyes flashed before my eyes whenever I blinked, creating a rush of emotions that electrified my nerves enough to have that slickness between my legs. The pressure intensified as I remembered the feel of his hands; a touch so real, and yet, it wasn’t. The dream felt real because of the strength of light his eyes gave, their intensity and the silky feel of his skin against mine.My heart only thumped faster as I remembered it, almost sending me off the edge again at its mere memory.“Tristan…” I don’t know how many times I mumbled that name today, but still nothing came to mind. The man in my dreams didn’t exist in the real world.I sighed, running a hand through my hair and tried to focus on the papers in front of me. The words on the page danced, causing the sudd
Ho/pi/al (s,t) - trigger warning.***“Something isn’t right here!”“It looks thoroughly planned! Someone planned to kill Jisoo!”“We don’t know that! We can’t jump into conclusions, mother!”“The evidence is there, Jackson!”Voices drifted around, distorted, I couldn’t make out the words or who they belonged to. I felt a cool hand caressing my cheek and slowly the voices started becoming at least familiar to me. But my eyes kept shut, they wouldn’t open to my command, a heaviness floated on them.A soft sob came from the side, perhaps from one that was caressing my cheek, “Will she be alright?” Hearing mother’s voice, relief flooded through me and for a few seconds I forgot the words she had said to me.I heard someone shifting their feet; walkin
Mature themes coming up later on this chapter and b/ring (u).***A deep tired sigh left my lips as I walked back and forth in the hospital room. The doctor had advised me to take some exercise. My legs needed it, especially if I wanted to be there for my company’s expansion gala. I could not miss the most important event of my company.Information had already leaked out. Newspapers and magazines has already gotten their hands on what had happened. Yet another thing this to search,who had leaked all thisinformationto the media?!I guess some people were just as desperate to get me into another scandal or make the headlines, as they were to have me killed.I groaned, leaning against my bed. With the four days that had passed, I had come to believe that this was indeed planned; someone had planned to end my very life. There was no denying it, especially when
Covering the small bandage on the side of my head, I slipped on my sparklingJimmy Choosheels. I sighed, grabbing my clutch.This was it!My most important event of the year. And I simply must not let a single thing get out of place, no matter how much those flames distracted me. It had to be a dream.. a nightmare. It must have been. Many times I argued with myself whether or not I should call her. I was worried, scared, for the life of the woman that indeed raised me. Every moment felt so real... physical, the fire, the heat, the roaring flames and...her screams.I could still hear her screams in the back of my mind, faded, making me lose balance; making my legs lose the strength to hold my body. I steadied myself by grabbing onto the table beside me. I sighed. shaking my head, before standing straight again, but it only got worse.. my heart started racing as the screams that was once faded, grew louder and louder in
He chuckled, smirking with an over-confidence that made me want to punch his stupid face, “Kwon Jisoo,” He raised his champagne glass, “Don’t you look ravishing.” His eyes travelled the length of my body, boldly.“Get your disgusting ass out of my gala!” I hissed. I tried to keep my voice down, not wanting to draw attention to this Venturi.“Why, is that way to treat your guests?” He raised an eyebrow.“Last time I checked the list, your name wasn’t on it!” I snapped.“Nope, but I have my ways.” He winked, bringing the glass to his lip and taking a sip of his drink.“What do you mean, Venturi?!”“He’s my plus one.” The soft voice of a female spoke, before she came into sights, wrapping her arms around Antonio.“Delancey Williams..”I spoke her name, keeping my voice monotone. She was her father&rs
Hi everyone, I terribly sorry not to have updated both my stories in a very long time. But this year was so painful for me I couldn’t find myself to write for a long time. But logging in a few days ago and seeing the many love and support you were giving for this story, it gave me so much hope and enough to strength to try write something. This isn’t has good as what you have read previously, and for that I’m really sorry, I need get into the flow again, I hope you can understand. Now that everything is starting to get better, I’ll try and get a few for chapters out for you in this festive season! <3 I love you all, my wonderful readers, Thank you for everything! - I didn’t know why, but I found myself following them outside; into the forest. Tristan’s words echoed in my head painfully. Whatever Antonio Venturi wanted, he was willing to deprive these creatures of their
I sighed, running a hand over my face, and just as I opened my mouth to speak, the doors slammed open, with a man out of breath and rushing over to Tristan. The sudden commotion had Cynthia whimpering in fear and I watched as Alec pulled her into his arms, trying to comfort the frightened little girl.But even as he tried the whimpers couldn’t be stopped.“Give her to me,” Viviane said gently, softly pulling her child close to her chest. My heart wrenched at the sight. Only slight whimpers had feel from Cynthia’s lips, but Viviane was beside her in seconds, hugging and comforting her with sweet words and soft promises.I gulped, hearing the cry of a little girl at the busy market place in the back of my mind.“What is it?” Tristan grunted. His eyes slowly leaving the now quietened Cynthia, his gaze lingered on me for a second, before turning to the panting man in front of him.“My prince, she won&rsqu
I think we would gone through like this, grabbing onto each other’s warmth, if it weren’t for the sudden knocks against the wooden doors to his office.I gasped, pulling my body away from his, letting my thoughts and morals return to me. I gulped, trying to control my laboured breathing as I looked into his eyes. My heart thundered in my chest as irritation washed over his face, “What?!” A disapproving growl.I found myself almost jumping in surprise at the power and authority that radiated through him. An aura that brought people to their very knees.“Viviane, wants to see you.”My head shot up at the name, while I didn't feel a bubblingjealousy, anger coursed through my veins. Perhaps it was towards the irritation I, too, felt at the sudden disturbance or maybe it was from the uncontrollable urges my body was suddenly under.. influenced by his very touches.Regret? Yes...
I almost shook my head as my urges became too strong to fight, or to control, perhaps that’s why my hands seemed to have a mind of their own. They grabbed a hold of his collars and pulled him down to my level again, immediately crashing my lips with his.I waited to feel the shock at my sudden movements, but I didn’t feel any bit of that emotionor anything alike from my actions.. All I felt was relief.. Pure relief of being able to breathe again after drowning for so long. There was no war of emotions in my chest as my lips moved against his. It made mysenses go numb, making me unable to think how wrong this was.I wanted answers, yet here I was, kissing the life out of this man like he was the air my lungs deeply craved for. Once again leaving them quick and unfinished as his lips practically brutalised mine.. a kiss, a bite.. everything a rush, as the simple gesture spoke with such need. Faster, deeper and hungrier has my hands moved up
“Stop!” I snapped, my voice almost cracking as I spoke. I blinked trying to clear the dizziness his charming eyes brought to my mind.“What?” His lips spoke the question, making me admire how softly they moved to release it.. So enchanting to admire and crave for. The seafoam eyesseemed to dominate his whole face, especially with the intensity they shone with, the finest feature, standing fiercely against his dark locks of hair.“Stop looking at me like that, Tristan!” I snapped, trying to push his strong built body off mine. But my desperate attempts remained unfruitful.“Like what?” The anger in his eyes softened and the seafoam colour shone with a mesmerising glow, than the intensity. A glow that cleared some bit of the confusion within them, dimming the seafoam colour with a slightly darker shade. I didn’t understand the ways the colour worked, perhaps if was his way showing, or allowing some
"I have seen many forms of tricks over the years. You will not fool me.""I was never trying to fool you, Tristan Slade!""I don't understand how you're my mate." His rough voice sounded through, harsher, as he let me freed of his grasp.The sudden loss of the sparks and his touches left me in a state of loneliness and a chilling coldness, like I had been surrounded or being pushed down by a fog of darkness. A fog embraced me into its coldest depths, keeping me locked in place, away from the sensations he had brought... making me wonder if I should accept this coldness that was suddenly surrounding me.It hurt, something hurt as I felt the fog push me down, something that prevented me from reaching forward; reaching towards the man before.. the man who had appeared in my dreams.I pushed myself against the cold, allowing the fog's coldness to embrace me further, "We are forbidden.." My lips had spoken the words, but my voice sounded foreign i
Tristan frowned deeply gazing over every feature of my face once again. I gazed into the bright seafoam colour, waiting for Alec and Austin to leave. From my peripheral view, I saw them both looking up at Tristan, silently asking if he was ok with the demand I laid out.He nodded slowly turning slightly towards them, but his eyes never left mine for a second, even as they exited and closed the door behind him.I smirked, ready to break the damn silence that dominated the room as we studied each eyes, trying yet again, to find the unknown, “Forbidden, huh?” I raised an eyebrow.He sighed, turning to the side, wrenching his gaze from me, “Why are you here, Jisoo?”I rolled my eyes, “Why do you think I am here, Toothless?”“There’s nothing for you, here.” He muttered, round his large table to sit on his chair. His eyes casted away now, not even letting me spare a glance at those
I gasped, stiffening under his boldness, but didn’t get much time to react as a loud deep voice broke through, “Austin!” I almost shivered under the coldness it held, like sharp shards of ice piercing your skin.Austin chuckled, as if used to it, pulled away from me, allowing me to see Tristan by the door, a deep scowl and a sharp glare within those seafoam eyes, making them shine with a stronger intensity. His hands balled into fists as his eyes glared at Austin, who stood next to me.“Relax big boss, just having a little bit of fun.” He replied calmly, causing me to raise an eyebrow.“You’re worse than those New York pricks,” I muttered, shaking my head and stepping into the office, paying little to no attention to Tristan as I passed him.Alec was the first I saw as I stepped in, he shook his head, presumingly at Austin. Walking into the centre of the office, I could feel a pair of eyes boring into
I stared at my leg for what seemed for hours. I sat there as shock engulfed me in a whole; a fog that wrapped me within itself. I wanted to open my mouth, trying to give myself some sort of reassurance, but nothing came, my mind was still processing what I had witnessed.I grazed over my leg, waiting for pain to strike through, to make me regret ever touching the wound. No agonising pain, but all I felt was the soft touches of fingertips over the bare skin. No blood, no cracks, no cuts… Nothing but soft smooth skin.My breathing hitched my throat, maybe a mirage or dream or something I hoped to see, only to be pulled back into reality as the pain took its effect, but even as I sat there, waiting for that thought to become reality.. it simply didn’t.I shook my head several times and rubbed my eyes, making sure what I saw, is what I saw. Letting out a deep sigh, I hung my head in my hands, feeling completely overwhelmed and lost.