"You can't be weak, wife. You now have three husbands to please. Tonight's the night we claim you. You can't let a simple wedding tire you, for our nuptial night holds trials far more demanding." Ezra whispered huskily, tucking my hair behind my ear. -- "Oh god!” I cried. "Not god, baby. We are your demons," Ezra growled, pounding faster. -- "Call my name, Xanthea,” Asher groaned and a tight flutter erupted in my belly. -- "I can't… I can't take this… anymore…" And then he hit a spot, and he kept hitting it again and again with every thrust. Sparks charged throughout my body like the lightning cracking in the stormy sky again and again until it was too much to hold back, too hard to… resist. *** Xanthea Plath, an illegitimate child of the Alpha of Virgo pack, was an omega and omegas weren't allowed to dream, yet she never stopped dreaming. She wanted to be a doctor just like her mother but the luna of the pack, her stepmother would break her physically and mentally and stop at nothing to crush all her dreams. Xanthea had still found a way though all the abuse her steps put her through. But one day her world came crashing down right before her entrance in a medical college when she found out that she was being offered as a bride to the ruthless triplet alphas also known as the demon lords of the Infernal pack of the underworld. Xanthea had heard the horrifying stories of several suitors who had come before her, all of whom had met a gruesome end. *** Dark reverse harem romance with 18+ explicit content. Readers discretion advised.
Lihat lebih banyakSo… the celestials know about the curse and the throne madness.The throne madness, huh?Right. That was the very reason the curse was created in the first place.I looked at Asher and all the instances of Alpha Deimos, the demon lords’ father, suffering from the madness flashed before my eyes.Moth
The prince took a quick gulp before reading the letter addressed to my grandfather.“~Father. A lot happened after I fell from grace. I’ve missed you, mother and my siblings dearly over all these years. I want to tell you so many things, but perhaps it’s better if I don’t. Yet, there’s a part of my
Nikolai read the letter further where mother revealed her real identity to Alpha Valdimir and she assured him that the celestials would help him protect his pack.She specifically asked him to burn down her books and diaries before interacting with the celestials. Doing so would break the seal on th
[Xanthea]“These letters are enchanted and only the ones they are addressed to can unseal or open them,” the prince said.He paused.“They’ve been kept in Alpha Valdimir’s care since your mother’s death. All of them have been opened by their addressees… except yours.”“Alpha Valdimir gave me everyth
But Asher—Every inch of him was covered in them. Dense. Spreading. There wasn’t an inch of his body that hadn’t been wounded critically.How is this even possible?What the hell has he been through to end up like this?No… who did this to him?For a second, I thought it was the holy rain. Or maybe
“What’s there to understand about a grown-ass man who can’t even control his emotions? He looks like he’s a high rank celestial. Still, he lacks basic manners, etiquettes, even the rationality to fathom the consequences of his actions? He attacked the Alpha of the Infernal Pack. Do you think the Pri
[Xanthea]A sharp pulse of pain zapped through my head, every nerve and blood vessel screaming in agony. My muscles spasmed, my bones felt as if they were melting as the life force was yanked from my body and poured into my tongue — fueling the spell with raw energy.My vision blurred for a moment,
Mother had performed the spells and drawn the magic circles and symbols so many times that they became an instinct ingrained in her. And that instinct was passed down to me.I bit the tip of my finger. Ignoring Asher’s protests, I drew the recovery symbol, a symbol that accelerated healing, on his c
But I stayed calm, drawing in a deep breath while all my mother’s knowledge, experience and abilities manifested in their full force within me.I had naturally inherited 5% of my mother’s basic healer skills, which included things like instant diagnostic sight, blood analysis and manipulation, mana
“I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” — W. B. Yeats ~~~ [Xanthea Plath] I limped into the graveyard, clutching my broken arm with the other hand. Blood mixed in the rain trailed down from my shoulder to my elbow, down my wrists, making its way to ...
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