Imagine entering into an all boys Alpha school with your twin sister to save your kind from the future Alpha King and they smell your arousal. Dahlia and Sienna were one of the few surviving Scarvyns, an ancient breed of witches that feasted on the blood of werewolves. The previous Alpha king killed their parents and now they were the hidden heirs to the Scarvyn throne. But before they could ascend their throne and avenge their parents, one of them needed to become the Luna of the new Alpha King. NOTE: This is a dark romance with very mature content and it is rated 18+ with intensely detailed and triggering scenes.
View MoreOrion ~“My friend there thinks you're cute!” the pretty blonde haired girl before me said, fluttering her lashes at me in a way that said she was the one interested, not her friend.I was not in the mood to play, “later,” I said to her and she pouted. Since she would not leave me alone, I excused myself and strolled deeper into the woods.My mind was raging with many questions and doubts. And the Scarvyn girls were the genesis.I wasn’t an idiot. Something about them wasn’t adding up. Naima had said nothing about it and that was what unsettled me the most.Naima was secretive, but not with me. Not when it mattered.If they truly were Sienna and Dahlia, there was no way she would keep that from me. She had no reason to after all.My mother was a hybrid. Half Scarvyn, half werewolf, a rare thing even in this world of impossibilities. My father was a full blooded werewolf. When they had Naima, she’d come out pure Scarvyn, taking after our mother.Then there was me. Born a year late
Dahlia ~“You’ve got to be kidding me.”My heart slammed against my ribs and there was suddenly a crushing headache pounding against my skull.The elder’s words still rang in my ears and I struggled to make sense of them.Surely, I had to have misheard because there was no way he had just called me to join Kaden and Merikh’s marking ceremony.I turned to Roxanne, hoping and praying she’d laugh and say I was losing my mind.But her brows were raised in genuine shock. So I definitely was not imagining things.“I mean…” she started hesitantly. “I don’t know much about werewolf history, but I really didn’t think this was a thing.”I swallowed, my throat had gone dry. “It’s not. It can’t be.”But the murmurs around us said otherwise.The people here weren’t surprised. Some were even smirking… This was completely normal to them.I exhaled sharply and turned back to Roxanne, lowering my voice so only she could hear. “There’s no way in hell I’m going in there with those two monsters.”Roxanne
Kaden ~“You’re going to kill them.”Orion’s voice was flat, almost bored, but I knew him too well. Beneath the casual tone was concern, maybe even a little bit of fear.I smirked as I adjusted the heavy golden cuffs on my wrists. “You think so little of my self control.”He sat on the edge of my bed, arms crossed, watching me like I was some sort of volatile animal. Which, to be fair, wasn’t entirely incorrect.“I think you desperately need something to keep you in check,” he responded. I didn’t reply. Instead, I turned back to the mirror that spanned an entire wall of my chambers. My father had installed it years ago in some grand, extravagant show of wealth that I never understood. He’d been so obsessed with his outward appearances, with vanity, with power that gleamed and sparkled like the gold he wore.Looking perfect on the outside meanwhile his family had been in utter shambles.I hated him more for it.But the mirror stayed.And now, I stood in front of it, draped in black
Dahlia ~“Do you know how easy it is to drown in there?”A voice sarply pulled me from my deep sleep. I blinked feeling a little disoriented, my body felt weightless as I floated in the warm water and then reality kicked in, I had fallen asleep in the tub.Damn… how tired had I been?I jerked upright and water sloshed over the edge of the tub.Roxanne stood at the light pink doorway with her arms crossed against her chest. She was already dressed, and dear goddess, she looked so good.Her dress was ridiculously short, revealing her perfect legs and it had a stunning red colour that suddenly reminded me of…“Is there a reason your dress is the exact same shade of red as Orion’s hair?” I questioned her with a small teasing smile on my lips.Roxanne rolled her eyes so hard they nearly disappeared into the back of her skull. “I will actually smother you in this bath if you don’t get up right now.”I let out a laugh, “so what’s the occasion tonight?” I questioned.She widened her eyes at
Dahlia ~“Because of how desperate you seem to be,” Kaden murmured, as though his words were for my ears alone, but they managed to sound across the arena. “I will offer you help.”My heart was still working overtime from the pain of my loss, my utter failure, now he came to make things worse by calling me desperate in front of everyone. Was he trying to break me finally?My knees were still dug into the scorching sand, while my hands trembled against my lap. Suddenly, the sheer number of people in the Arena unnerved me for the first time. The ghost of my parents was probably somewhere, too, watching this utterly shameful spectacle.And Kaden, the bastard, genesis of all my troubles, was looking at me as though I was the only thing worth seeing.A slow smirk spread on his lips. “Join my court, Maeve. As my mistress.”The world stilled as his words settled on.Mistress? As in, his little whore?The word pierced through my chest like a splintered arrow, twisting itself in my ribs. Wha
Dahlia ~“The next trial commences now,” the elder announced, and there was a hushed silence in the Arena. Tension was thick as people wondered who would finally win this.I wondered how many people who were not Scarvyn’s bet on me to win, probably not much.The three remaining contestants stood at the center of the scorching sand, Merikh, Meridian, and me, Maeve. The three M’s. A cruel joke from the gods, I was sure.“In the Trial of Temptation, you will each be placed in isolation. There will be no audience to watch you. No one to guide you,” he looked at us closely.And then he continued, “To be Luna, one must know how to resist their own desires for the good of their people. If you succumb to temptation, you are disqualified. But if you break the veil…” he paused for a dramatic moment, “You will win.”What would be my temptation? I wondered to myself before the gong sounded and the environment changed. I fell into darkness and a dimly lit chamber came into focus. A table sat in
Dahlia ~“The Huntress trials are next,” the elder announced, his voice reverberated through the arena. “And there are no rules this time, you must also remember that this is a completion, here, there are no friends, only contestants.”A ripple of tension spread through the remaining contestants as though they understood something that I was finding rather hard to grasp.My spine stiffened as I caught the shift in the air, as the temperature had dropped, like something dangerous had just been unleashed.Across the sand, Merikh locked eyes with me, her gaze held an emotion that caused my stomach to tighten with caution.“Each of you has a creature assigned to you,” the elder continued. “You will not be told what it is. But you should know when you find it. If you fail to bring back the correct one, you will be disqualified. You must learn to trust your instincts.”He let that sink in before adding, “And remember… you are huntresses. But you are also prey.”I'm not prey, I tried to rem
Dahlia ~One second I was standing on the scorching sand, and the next, I was immersed in a darkness so dark and inky that it brought a wave of fear into my mind.And then there was a blinding flash and I flinched, my house art hammered in my chest as the darkness peeled away to reveal a vast maze.From where I stood it looked endless and terrifying with a ghastly mist swirling on the bottom. The sky above was an unnatural shade of gold, the air was warm and filled with tension. We were in a completely different place now, but I knew the audience still watched every single thing.The fifteen of us stood at different entry points along the maze’s outer ring. The walls of the maze were high, towering mirrors that stretched endlessly in both directions, reflecting distorted versions of us.I clenched my fists. This was supposed to be a test of intelligence, I had no idea how that would work.But it surely meant this wasn’t about brute strength, rather it was about strategy and critical
Dahlia ~“Wake up Maeve, It’s time.”I groaned as I slowly covered my face with a pillow and Sienna— no, Roxanne ripped my cozy blanket off me.“Five more minutes please,” I mumbled into my pillow.“You don’t have five minutes,” she said. “Unless you want to stumble into the arena half-naked and barefoot.”Yep, that woke me up real quick and I sat up on the bed and scratched my hair.I rubbed my face, trying to shove the memory of Kaden’s words last night into a locked box at the back of my mind, but it wasn’t cooperating. Every time I blinked, I saw him again.Fuck.“You’re thinking about him, aren’t you?”I snapped my gaze to Roxanne, who was now leaning against the bedpost. Her arms were crossed, and an annoying smirk was playing on her lips. I scowled. “Who?”She raised a brow. “Oh, I don’t know. His name starts with K and he wants to burn someone to a crisp and throw their remains into the sea… ring any bells?”I threw a pillow at her face and she dodged it easily, laughing.I f
Dahlia ~The imposingly tall Gates of The Kingmaker Academy stood proud in front of me.I turned to my twin sister Sienna to find her equally awed.“I am having second thoughts about this whole thing, Dahlia.”“Its too late to turn back now, and besides we can't turn back,” I said, “you know what's at stake.” Her eyes softened with understanding and then she stepped forward to knock on the gate hoping someone would open it.The gates groaned open before her fist could touch the metal surface, to reveal the most beautiful luscious environment I had ever seen.Perfectly cut grass and hedges, beautiful conifers lined the roads precisely spaced. Flowers of different kinds had butterflies playing on them.And the air… it smelled of wealth, the kind I had never even imagined before. “Do people actually learn here?” Sienna questioned.“Indeed they do,” her answer came in the form of an aged masculine voice. We both gasped simultaneously and turned around to face him.The elderly man approa...
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