NATALIAI walked away from him, without arguing. There was no point, I knew it by now. Romeo had always been a master manipulator, able to twist my words and thoughts until I was left feeling confused and defeated. No matter how hard I tried, I could never win an argument with him.As I walked through the dimly lit hallway, I felt a sense of dread building inside me. I didn't know where I wanted to go, or where I could hide from him. Romeo had eyes and ears everywhere, and he always seemed to know my every move.I had to play his game, and I had to play it better than ever before. After Killing Veronica, Romeo gained more power than anyone, and I knew I was in danger.But for now, I went to the safe place, my room. As I closed the door in a hurry and slid down with my back to the door, I let out a deep sigh. It was a small relief to be alone in the darkness, away from his watchful eyes."No, I was not expecting this kind of reaction!" I said out loud to myself. "I can't stay here anym
NATALIAMy heart was pounding as I saw the silhouette of a border guard emerge from the shadows. Fear gripped my chest, making it hard to breathe. If he saw me, I knew that I was as good as dead. Romeo would never forgive me for running away, and he would make sure that I paid the ultimate price.I stood frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do. But I couldn't just stay there and wait for the guard to find me. I took a deep breath and let go of the rope, dropping the last few feet to the ground. I landed on the grass softly, but for the patrol guards, it was a thud that was sure to alert them. Their ears were sharper than any other wolf, which was why they were given the duty of patrolling.I rolled to my feet, feeling the impact jar my bones. I grabbed my bag and sprinted towards the treeline, my heart pounding in my chest as I ran. I darted my eyes back and forth, searching for any sign of pursuit. I didn't stop until I was deep in the forest, far from the border and the guards tha
NATALIARomeo's hand tightened on my arm, and he leaned in close to me, his breath hot on my neck. "And make no mistake, Natalia," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "I will chain you up. You will learn your place in this pack, even if it kills you."I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized the full extent of his threat. Romeo wasn't just going to punish me for running away - he was going to break me, to make me submit to him completely.But even as fear and despair threatened to overwhelm me, I refused to give up. I refused to let him win."I won't let you," I said, my voice trembling with anger and determination. "I won't let you do this to me, Romeo. I won't let you break me."Romeo's grip on my arm tightened, and I could feel his anger simmering just beneath the surface. But then he released me and stepped back, his eyes locked on mine."We'll see about that," he said, his voice cold and hard. "For now, you can stay with Sarah. But don't think for a second that you're saf
NATALIAI was lying in my bed, the sheets twisted around my legs. My mind was swirling with a hazy fog that felt like a thick blanket smothering me. Sarah had given me some pills to help me sleep, but I wasn't sure if they were working or not. Maybe they were making things worse.Suddenly, I felt something move beside me. It was as if someone had slipped into bed with me, and now they were right next to me. I tried to turn my head to see who it was, but my body wouldn't respond. I couldn't even lift my hand to check.The darkness made it impossible to see anything clearly, and my heart was pounding in my chest. Was I hallucinating? Or was someone really in my room? The thought made my blood run cold.I closed my eyes, hoping that when I opened them again, the intruder would be gone. But when I did, they were still there, their presence a weight on the bed beside me. I could feel their breath on my neck, and the hair on the back of my neck stood up.Whoever it was, they were so close I
NATALIAWhile my hands played with Romeo's cum filled balls, my mouth worked down his length taking him to the hilt repeatedly, my gag reflex none existent after he had personally trained my throat for months on end until I could inhale his cock without gagging. I purposefully let my spittle run from my mouth and cover his length making it easier to deepthroat him without resistance. The throaty wet noises echoed around the room as I took Romeo's cock from his enlarged leaky cock head all the way down to his hilt where his trimmed pubes sat. I trailed my tongue around his's cock like I was working on an ice lolly and I felt my efforts rewarded as he moaned and groaned from below me. His grip became iron on my arse and dug into my skin. My effort increases as I felt him near his release and my head was a blur as I trailed myself up and down his mighty sword. His cock was slick with my saliva and when he came, he came with a roar. His grip burned into my arse making me wince in pain. H
NATALIAMy throat was like it was on fire. I wanted water!! I sat up on my bed, feeling groggy and disoriented. My head was pounding, and my throat was parched. I groped around for the glass of water on the bedside table, my hand trembling as I reached for it. My fingers closed around the cool glass, and I brought it to my lips, feeling the cool water soothe my dry throat. But as I swallowed, I realized something was wrong. The water had a salty taste, and it made me want to gag.Confused and disoriented, I tried to get out of bed, only to find that my body was stiff and sore. It was as if I had been sleeping in the same position for hours, but I couldn't remember falling asleep at all. Had it all been a dream? Or had I simply slept too long?But as I looked around my room, I realized that something was off. It was just as tidy as it had been the day before. If I had spent the night with Romeo, my room would have been in complete disarray. So why was everything the same as it had been
ELVINA10 YEARS OLDI was running as fast as I could through the dark forest, my heart pounding in my chest. I was running from the voice that only I could hear. It filled my ears with sadness and hatred, taunting me and driving me forward. I was so afraid, but I couldn't stop running.I had been running for what felt like hours when I finally grew tired and had to stop to catch my breath. That's when I heard it again, that terrible voice that haunted me. "Are you happy living a life that belongs to me?" it asked.I panicked and put my hands over my ears, screaming out of my lungs. "Shut up!!" I yelled. "I said shut up!! Stay away from me. I don't know what the hell you want."The voice didn't stop, though. It continued to whisper and taunt me until I felt like my throat was on fire like a hundred needles were attacking it. My voice came out as nothing more than a whisper. "Just stop bothering me," I begged my eyes tightly shut.For a moment, there was silence, and I dared to hope tha
ELVINAAt first, the changes were subtle. A snide comment here, a cruel thought there. But as time passed, I could feel my sister's darkness seeping into my soul, corrupting me from within.I began to see the world through her twisted eyes, seeing the beauty of the forest as something to be destroyed, the creatures within it as nothing more than prey to be hunted.I knew I was changing, becoming more like my sister with each passing day. But I could not stop it, could not control the darkness that had taken hold of me.So I pretended. Pretended that I was still the same sweet girl I had always been, taking on the duties of the Elven queen with a smile on my face, even as the darkness ate away at my soul.I ruled with an iron fist, crushing any who dared to defy me. I knew it was wrong, knew that I was becoming a monster. But I could not stop it, could not turn back the clock and undo the damage that had been done.And so, I continued to rule, hiding the darkness within me from everyon
NATALIASitting there with Romeo, just shooting the breeze, out of nowhere, this crazy pain hit me like a freight train. Water everywhere – turns out my water broke, and I wasn't supposed to pop until next week. Talk about the unexpected, right? Now, our pack's got this rule about having to pop out your pups right here on our turf. No escaping that one. So, here I am, dealing with this delivery agony a week ahead of schedule. Romeo's flipping out, screaming for help. Pack folks start swarming in like bees, all wide-eyed and worried. Picture this: me, in the middle of a makeshift delivery room surrounded by anxious wolves. Pain's getting wild like some primal force taking over. Romeo's there, clueless as ever, and I'm just pushing through the chaos. Let me tell you, delivering twins is no joke. Contractions hit like a sledgehammer, each one dragging on for what feels like forever. The pack's trying to help, but they can't take away the grind of it all. It's a full-on battle, not just p
SYDNEYMy fingers danced nervously over the phone's keypad as I dialed Romeo's number. The urgency in my chest fueled the anxiety in my voice when he finally picked up."Romeo, it's Sydney," I blurted out, the words tumbling over each other. "I need your advice. Should I head to Natalia's now? Something just doesn't feel right, like there's an eerie cloud hanging over her due date."There was a pause on the other end, and then he asked, "What's going on?"It's hard to explain," I began, struggling to find the right words. "It's like there's something malevolent inside her, something beyond the ordinary. I can't shake this feeling that the child she's carrying isn't just a bundle of joy. It's like there's a darkness, and it's threatening both her and the baby."I could almost hear Romeo furrowing his brow on the other end. "Darkness? What do you mean?"I mean, it's as if there's an evil presence in her womb," I confessed, my voice dropping to a hushed tone. "And I'm afraid that once that chi
ELVINAAlone in the dimly lit chamber, the oppressive weight of my actions hangs in the air, suffocating me like a dense fog. The flickering candles cast dancing shadows on the intricately carved runes etched into the cold stone floor, each symbol a testament to the forbidden path I've tread. Natalia lies motionless on the altar, her presence a fragile vessel for the soul I sought to resurrect. As the cold reality settles in, doubt snakes through my mind like a relentless serpent. The initial madness that drove me to perform the forbidden ritual now morphs into a gnawing unease. Regret, thick and palpable, permeates the atmosphere, saturating the very air I breathe. What was once a desperate bid to bring back my sister now feels like a pact with shadows and echoes. A solitary tear traces a path down my cheek, its journey mirroring the torment within. Natalia, vulnerable and unconscious, is now the unwitting conduit for a force beyond her understanding. The chamber, once filled with th
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
NATALIAMy heart raced like the staccato beat of distant drums as I approached Romeo, the flickering candlelight in the dimly lit room casting shadows on my face. The air crackled with the anticipation of finally meeting my twin sister, Dahlia— a reunion I had yearned for since the moment I discovered her existence. "Romeo," I began, my voice a delicate symphony tinged with excitement, "have you managed to reach Sebastian? I can't bear the agonizing wait any longer—I need to see Dahlia."Romeo's eyes, a canvas of uncertainty, met mine as he shook his head, "I haven't been able to get in touch with him yet, Natalia."A surge of frustration tightened its grip on my chest, like a vine constricting around my heart. I knew all too well the significance of Sebastian's elusive approval, especially in light of the unique bond he shared with Dahlia. "This is unbearable," I sighed, my impatience echoing in the hushed room. The scent of aged parchment and ancient secrets hung in the air, underscor
NATALIAAs the soft pads of my fingertips caressed the gentle curve of my burgeoning belly, I found solace in the quietude of the moment. The room was hushed, and the only symphony that mattered played within the confines of my body—the rhythmic ballet of life unfolding. A tender smile graced my lips, a testament to the profound connection I felt with the two tiny souls growing beneath my touch.Their kicks, playful and spirited, transformed my womb into a lively arena. Each flutter echoed the promise of an impending joy, and as their tiny feet danced beneath my skin, laughter escaped me—an involuntary melody in response to the enchanting rhythm of life within. It was as if my body had become a sanctuary, a haven where the language of kicks and twirls spoke volumes.Overwhelmed by the sheer magic of it all, tears welled up, glistening like dewdrops on the petals of a delicate flower. These were tears of joy, a manifestation of the profound emotion that coursed through me—a blend of grat
NATALIASo, picture this: I'm casually strolling through the garden vibes early in the morning, right? The sun's doing its thing, making the whole place light up like a chill paradise. The flowers are showing off their colors, and I swear, even the birds are in on this morning's party. Sarah, my partner in crime, joins me on this nature expedition. We're just soaking in the good vibes, you know? The air is all fresh and crisp, and there's this subtle aroma of blooming flowers, like nature's own perfume. As we mosey along, Sarah throws in some real talk and grabs my hand like we're in a cheesy movie. "Natalia," she says, "I'm seriously so pumped for you and those soon-to-be little adventurers." Her grin matches the sunshine, and I'm just standing there, feeling like life is hitting the perfect notes. Our garden hangout is like our secret spot. The flowers are like our cheering squad, and the whole scene feels like a happy conspiracy. At that moment, I was just overwhelmed with gratitud
NATALIA My body's like this bloated spaceship carrying two tiny passengers, and we're six months into this twin adventure. Let me tell you, it's a marathon of discomfort. Every step feels like I'm lugging around a ton of bricks – a constant reminder of the two little miracles growing inside me. Now, nights used to be my chill zone, but oh boy, that's changed. I'm haunted by these crazy nightmares like there's some evil plot unfolding in my belly. Mornings roll around, and instead of shaking off the bad dreams, they stick around like unwanted guests. The kicks and flutters? Yeah, they used to be cute, but now they're like tiny reminders of something I can't quite put my finger on. It's not just the physical strain; it's like I'm emotionally unraveling too. You'd think expecting twins would be all rainbows and butterflies, but there's this weird sense of doom hanging over everything. It's like there's this intangible darkness camping out inside me, and I'm starting to doubt if this is