"I can still feel you, bonetta. Taste you. Smell you. I've been hard since you left, all through a training session and a meeting with my Royal Elite Warriors. You've gained the upper hand here, state your demands and don’t be so timid. I am at your beck and call. Use me however you desire." --- The moment I encountered Zion. I sensed a profound shift in the course of my existence. His mere presence ignited a storm of desire within me. He is my fated mate, and the bond we share is passionately intense no matter how hard I try to avoid it. Amidst the swirling chaos that engulfs our world, a realization dawns upon me - I am no ordinary human. With each passing moment, as the relentless tide of destruction continues to crash at our feet, this truth becomes ever more apparent. I soon learn that the entire universe is questioning my very existence and the nature of my sorceress energy I now posess. They tremble in my presence, and their trepidation is well-founded. Including Zion, his formidable elite of warriors and Light Oracles.
View MoreWe both attempt to catch our escaping breath with our bodies pressed against one another. But I’m far less worried about reeling mine in and more focused on the paralysing fear that is suddenly gripping me as Dark wrestles me to the ground, pinning me beneath him.With a gulp, I observe as Dark retrieves a sharp object from the ground and effortlessly cuts through my nightie, causing the delicate silk to cascade open, revealing my heaving breasts I attempt to shield myself, but he firmly holds my arms by my side, pressing his full weight onto me before he sensually takes one of my nipples into his mouth. Shifting my gaze away from his, I direct my attention towards the vacant cell beside me. The very cell that should be containing Thane and Thake.“Look at me, goddess,” he coaxes gently.I grit my teeth, forcing myself to face him, allowing my eyes to trail over the blurriness masking his face.“That’s it, goddess. Now, keep those perfect pearly eyes on me until I am finished.”He lif
I gaze at my reflection in the mirror while I finish the intricate braid in my hair. I find myself transported back to the serene lake where my father spoke words that seemed incomprehensible at the time. “Five kingdoms, one ruler, and you will bring peace between two of them,”—what did he mean by that?Was he talking about me bringing peace between two kingdoms, or was he simply in a daze, muttering nonsensically? I let my braid fall over my shoulder after clasping the metal ring at the end. With a gentle touch, I place my fingertip against the mirror, witnessing the incredible metamorphosis of my human form into that of a Kindred. This illusion is one that I was able to master two years ago. Occasionally, I find myself fantasizing about what it would be like to resemble a Kindred warrior rather than a mere human.I gently shift my body to the side, making sure to maintain contact with the mirror. I let out a deep sigh, as if releasing a weight from my chest. Oh, how I long to be lik
After lunch, I take a stroll through the Navaya woods that lead to my special rock I like to sit next to the water when I crave silence and to be left alone. Right now, I should be meeting with the Light Oracle Xania for my early afternoon lesson with Elisabet and Darana on how to access our source of energy as the ‘Power Of Three.’Truth be told, I don’t feel like being around anyone today. Every time my birthlings return from one of their failed missions in apprehending Kol, my heart feels heavy. It hurts watching my mother interact with my siblings with a smile that is filled with love and joy painted across her beautiful face until she reaches me at the end of the line. Her smile turns upside down into an unwavering frown of concern and distress. The crinkles on the corners of her eyes from smiling fade as they slightly narrow while she desperately tries to read my thoughts.I hate that I cannot spend any quality time with her without the pair of us worrying if or when I will becom
I cross the lawn, making my way towards my siblings, who are already waiting for our birthlings to land. They stand huddled together, laughing and joking around as they bump into one another with the odd “Shh…” slipping out of their mouths into the open.“Good morning, twins,” I smile as I walk past my sisters.They turn to face me with a smile on their faces, too, when their gazes collide with mine. “Good morning, Astrid…” They say in unison. “I hope you slept well, and you look beautiful as always.”I try my best not to roll my eyes heavenward, knowing that my so-called beauty could never match theirs. “Not as beautiful as you, my dear sisters.” I hum out into the open air.“Well, if that’s not the biggest load of shit that I have heard all morning, then I don’t know what is.” Jericho growls as he stands in front of me with his large arms folded across his chest, blocking my path as he looms over me. “My twin sister is beyond beautiful, and I feel sorry for the son-of-a-bitch that
“Rise and shine, Astrid…” The sound of my lavish curtains being drawn almost drowns out my Aunt Novas’ sweet voice. “Your birthlings are due to return in a few hours, and they have requested that you and your siblings greet them upon their arrival.” Groaning, I turn onto my side, covering my head with my pillow and sigh. I don’t want to wake up. I want to submerge myself in the darkness, allowing it to hold me captive along with Dark and Danger. I wish to lose myself in their presence, their touch, the way they make my body sing without committing any true sins that could land me into a heap of trouble with my birthlings. “Nope. Up.” Aunt Nova laughs as she pulls the sheet flush from my body before she tries to wrestle the pillow out of my grasp. “Not fair!” I cry out with laughter, tightening my grip. “You are a warrior, and I am no match for you.” Sighing, Aunt Nova sits on the bed beside me, releasing the pillow. “Astrid, darling… I don’t know how many times must I remind
Astrid: 19 Earla Years Old.Sitting upright in my bed. I pull the sheets up to cover my chest and focus my attention on the other side of my chamber. “What are you doing here again?”“We don’t know.” A deep, muffled voice replies.“You are both here?” I ask, a little shocked that both Dream Guardians have visited me tonight.“Yes, we are.”“Together… At the same time?”“Indeed.” A softer voice answers with amusement.Together, side by side, both guardians step out from the shadows. Pulling my lower lip between my teeth, I gingerly gnaw on it, trying to control the beating of my erratic heart. Both guardians stand before me with a flimsy cloth wrapped around their waists. Their wide chests are bare, and as I raise my gaze to their face… a pang of disappointment strikes me across the back, leaving a hint of pain in its wake. They are still faceless, and I don't understand why it displeases me so much, especially when I don’t like the way I look. Turning my head to the side, I brush my
TASTING THE FORBIDDEN FRUIT: THE PRINCESS OF MAHJI.Prologue: An Ugly Little Thing.Astrid: 14 Earla Years Old.I sneak into the Arena Cells by manipulating the minds of the Kindred Guards. I guess you can say that I have mastered the skill of temporal time loop. Something I picked up from watching Uncle Tyber working his magic when he hacks the security system to the shuttle docks right before he sneaks in with his desired female of the week. Both of my birthlings don’t approve of me coming here because this is the place where we hold our prisoners. But they don’t understand how hard it is for me to socialize with the species my age. My twin sisters, Elisabet and Darana, are like two peas in a pod because they do everything together. A lot of the female younglings wish to be them, and the males desire to be mated to them. My twin, Jericho, is my best friend. He constantly tries to look out for me, encouraging me to hang out with the other females or our twin sisters. I know he mean
MIYAS POV…I roll my shoulders back and slowly lift my head, settling my sight on Zion. He looks livid as he faces Kol and the council. The rage has taken over him, and I don’t have to see his eyes to confirm it as I can sense it engulfing him.“The council wishes to banish Zion, Jaja, Nova, and Tyber from Mahji.” Sylvan sneers with great disdain.“Why?” I quickly asked him, tucking the knife he was firmly gripping when I shifted into his body, into the back of his pants. “It must be serious if you were willing to shed blood in the presence of my offspring, Sylvan.” I mutter, slightly turning my head, scanning the chamber for their whereabouts.“You birthed four strong offspring, my Queen…”“Jericho?”“Lives… wait? How did you know his name?”I sigh as I’m flooded with relief, and a lone tear slides down my cheek. “That is a story for another time.”The sound of swords being drawn compels me to return my attention to the front. I watch as Kol and his fellow council members wave their s
SYLVANS’ POV…With my knife in my hand and my stance ready to pounce on Zion. I am left with no other choice but to watch him as he does the unthinkable by offering Miya his essence.Every loin in my body urges me to run to Zion and pull him away from Miya. But the loyal warrior and trusty friend within me stops me from doing so. I try to put myself in his position, and it is undeniable to me that I would do the same. An existence without my Nova would be torturous, and I’d never be able to accept another mate if the Moon Goddess was to will it.Though, if Miya was anyone but the Blessed One. I would not object to his actions. We don’t know what kind of effect it will have on Miya or the toll it could possibly bestow upon Zion. This is unknown territory, and our Lissa is not with us to consult with. Miya has crossed over into the holy after existence and should be entering the gates of the heavens. It was also prophesied that one of Zions’ brothers had to die to save his male offspring
Kindred Warriors are mostly known to be ruthless, possessive, and brutal throughout the galaxy. They are creatures of the universe, the heavens, and the most underrated species known to exist. Driven by instinct and the need to mate. Kindreds are a force to be reckoned with.---ZIONs POV…The moon is bright as she sits high up in the clear, inky sky, with flecks of stars scattered across the horizon. I can feel it in my royal bones that tonight's the night I'm going to find my mate. My heavy combat boots slide across the soil as I finally come to a halt after running through the woods on the outskirts of planet Earth's city. Thrusting my chin forward, I close my eyes and slowly inhale through my nose. Her scent is strong as it assaults my senses, which means I am close. Closer than I was last night before my brother tracked me down.As I lean against the old tree to catch my escaping breath. I offer my silent prayer of appreciation to the moon goddess and the stars that protect her. ...
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