To him, she was his destiny, the one he'd spent centuries waiting for. To her, he was a fated mistake, an inconvenience to her once peaceful life. Both were worlds apart, one destined to live a life of servitude and the other a Lycan King. _____________ The moment the Lycan Kings and Queens had entered into the great Human-Lycan war, it was over for humankind. As punishment for losing the war the humans were sentenced to years of servitude, lasting centuries and creating a great divide between human and lycan kind alike. However, the moment King Nicholas and Ariya meet, fate decides to intervene to attempt to right the wrongs of the past and join the two divided sides. After all, weddings bring everyone together… or so they say.
View MoreMy hands wrapped around his neck and he pulled me closer towards him until I was in his lap, my legs on either side of his and my hips pressed against his hips. And that was when I felt it. A hardness right against me. Immediately, I pulled away from our kiss, slightly surprised by the sudden hardness. My eyes couldn’t help but wander down his body, to that spot between his legs.“I’m sorry… you—”But at that point something insatiably lustful had taken over me. I silenced him with another kiss and that was when the sexual tension in the air only intensified. It felt as though I couldn’t get enough of the heat between us and the addictive feeling of his lips against mine.“I’m just following your lead… so if you want something, tell me,” he said softly against my lips. It was the way he said it, and the reddish hue in his eyes that completely enraptured me.“I want you…” I said softly, barely able to stop myself.Suddenly, his face became a bit more serious, and he asked in a firm ton
I hesitated for a moment before I got the courage to push further and ask, “What do you mean you don’t have one?”He sighed and then placed a hand on his face as he contemplated deeply.“I’m not sure how to describe it exactly… but I guess you can say that my siblings and I weren’t really born. We didn’t start off as cute little babies and develop into full grown adults. We’ve always been this way.”I couldn’t help but become feverishly confused and surprised. The norm and natural order of life started with birth and developed to maturity with growth. But what Nicholas was telling me was completely unheard of and completely unnatural. Then again, the lycan kings and queens had always been anomalies.“So… where did you come from?” I asked curiously.“Each of us come from different places. I came from the sky. A humble cloud brought to life with Zues’s lightning. Theo was made from fragments of lost and broken souls which were fused together into a single, individual person. Nikita was
With the number of rumours buzzing around on the internet, it was slowly becoming apparent that Nicholas and I would need to announce that we were in fact, not dead. Though before we did, we’d need to think about the way we did it very carefully. At present, Dante had a lot of influence over every human that had been subjected to the servitude implemented by the lycans and any wrong move on our part would be detrimental. And so Aura had decided that she’d be joining Ophelia on her trip home later. After Theo had conveyed the news to Nicholas, his mood completely soured. He spent a lot of his time brooding in the room while I grew more and more uneasy and frustrated staying in the house.“Perhaps you’d like to go out and explore a little?” Theo suggested after I’d begun pacing around.“I can? Won’t people recognise me?” I asked, a little concerned.Theo shook his head, “Even if they do, they won’t care. Remember, the other Lycan royals have absolutely no effect on Bouvardia. It’s the o
I took the papers from him, unable to believe that he’d actually managed to get my novel notes.“I… I don’t know what to say! I thought I’d lost everything!” and then I paused and tilted my head slightly as I thought a little more deeply about the stack of papers. “How’d you get them?”His eyes widened and he nervously chuckled. “I saw you writing the night of the fire, just before you fell asleep. I couldn’t contain my curiosity, so I took a peek with the intention of returning it in the morning. Then, when the fire struck, I couldn’t bear to leave them there and I hid them in my clothing.”I gulped, now a little self-conscious about him having read my work. It was always an embarrassing thing for me to let people read what I’d written, even more so when they did it without my prior knowledge. And so, I asked, rather meekly, “W-what did you think?”“Well… I liked it…” he said, almost unconvincingly.I sighed and grabbed a pillow before placing it over my face and screaming.“You hate
Once the excitement in the house had subsided, I made my way to Nicholas’ room, taking care to creep into bed as quietly as I could. It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep, and when I awoke the next morning, some part of me wished everything that had happened, had all been a terrible dream. But Nicholas’ snoring state and the unfamiliarity of the room around me, only seemed to remind me of how nightmarish reality had become.I found Theo in the kitchen, dressed and sipping a cup of coffee as he stared out the window, seemingly deep in thought.“You’re quite scary when you’re serious,” I said, breaking the silence in the living room.He turned to me and offered a small smile, “I’m sorry, there’s just a lot to think of.”His face then fell into a look even more serious than the one he’d worn before and it was followed by the question, “I must ask you though… have you and Nicholas had sex?”I could feel the heat rush to my cheeks, and I began to choke on my saliva.Theo rushed towards
Dante had set the whole of Zestonia in uproar, rallying up rebellion and calling other humans to his cause. It was amazing to see so many humans come together. But it was terrifying to see them all under Dante’s control. He didn’t seek to free them. He wanted to use them, to draw attention to himself and he hoped that his uprising would spark more uprisings in other regions. It was diabolically clever and it’s what I would have done if I was Dante.“We’ve killed King Nicholas and his traitorous mate! We’re taking back Zestonia and everything else that the lycan scum have taken from us. And we won’t stop here! Join us! Rise up from your shackles! Down with the lycans!” he yelled, with the rest of his Wolfsbane members yelling in unison behind him.“I can’t believe he’s doing this! First he poisons me and then tries to kill Nicholas and you. Why?” Melissa asked.“Vengeance.” I said, letting the word hang heavily in the air. That was when I explained to Melissa all that had happened thus
They’d killed all of the guards. Every single one of them, all grossly disfigured with body parts strewn along the gate. And then, as though to serve as an example, Lovita and Floran were impaled on the palisade fencing, their blood pooling onto the floor. It was almost too unbearable to even gaze upon, and the images of blood and bodies occupied my every thought on our journey to the airport, right until we boarded the private plane with Theo.“I’m truly surprised that you called,” Theo said after about an hour of silence. Nicholas was unconscious and sprawled out on one of the seats. I was surprised that he was breathing after last night’s debacle. He’d pushed himself and used up all of his reserves and now, his body was suffering the consequences.“I… I had no other choice. After I found out about Dante’s absurd plan I knew we would need an escape plan. You were the only person I… trusted.” Kiyan said with his head lowered and his eyes cast down to the ground. His words, however,
“Dante… what have you done!” I yelled out as the flames began to engulf the outskirts of the house.He frowned and shook his head, “You don’t look nearly as impressed as I expected you to be. Did you want it grander?”“Grander… you’re a sick bastard!” I said before spitting on the floor next to him. Then, I attempted to near the house to head inside, grab Nicholas and drag him out. But just as I reached the door, Dante grabbed my arm and yanked me back. Immediately I retracted my free arm, ready to punch him in the face. But someone else beat me to it, smacking him in the side of the head and causing him to fall onto the ground.“K-Kiyan?” I gasped out.“No time for questions! Let’s get your fiancé out of there before the rest of them come!”The rest?But he dismissed my words and ran into the house immediately. I followed suit, rushing towards the bedroom.“Can you stand?” he asked Nicholas who seemed half asleep still.“Sort of… what the hell is going on… and what’s that smell?” he
I fell asleep in the warmth and comfort of Nicholas’ arms, but my sleep was a restless one. Something had begun to worry me. It rang over and over in my head, nudging me with extreme caution. It was the words that Daniel had said earlier on today, “You wouldn’t by any chance need a bandage, would you? I always keep some on me, in case anyone has bruised knuckles…” And along with these words came a memory of the first night a spent here. It was a memory of Dante who had bandaged up my bruised knuckles. And although some part of me wanted to pass it off as some kind of strange coincidence, my instincts were telling me differently. Although they were twins, Daniel was too much like Dante. And so, a glaringly obvious deduction began to swirl around in my mind. And as outrageous as it sounded, it was the only one clear thought I’d had these past few weeks.Suddenly I was awoken by the loud sound of tapping on the windowsill, coming from outside and the harsh whispers of “Ariya! Ariya!”I ga
The very first time I met King Nicholas, I was covered from head-to-toe in dirt, food and red stains of blood−not just mine, but his fiancé’s as well. She too was sprawled out on the floor, rivalling me in looking like a complete and utter mess… but I’m getting ahead of myself. Instead, I’ll start right at the beginning, with two teaspoons of sugar being thrown haphazardly into my warm coffee and the familiar, damp scent of rain hanging in the cool air. It was yet another deceptively peaceful day, promising nothing more than mundanity and gave no warning of the extraordinary events which would later unfold.Across from me, occupying herself with her own warm drink, sat the ‘never-to-be-taken-too-seriously’ head of the house herself, Ophelia. She was late for work again, according to the old rustic clock which hung against the deep purple wall and ticked loudly above her head. Nonetheless, she took her sweet time enjoying the remnants of her coffee. Once she was satisfied that the cup ...
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