The Daughters of Darkness came to the aid of King Marner and helped him win a bloody war. For help, he repaid betrayal. This story is about how, after a century and a half, the descendants of forgotten warriors are looking for justice and revenge. On the way to their goal, one of them is waiting for love, and someone - death.
View MoreHead Linth gave me a few days to recover a little. When I woke up, it seemed to me that apart from my head, nothing hurts, only weakness torments me. But as it turned out later, Lane's father drugged me with pain-relieving potions, and as soon as their action was over, I tasted the beauty of broken ribs.On the second day, Lane brought a small mirror, and at first I didn't even recognize myself. Her hair was visibly darker, and now blended perfectly with the dark circles under her eyes. The face was sharpened, and in general my appearance left much to be desired.When I blushed and asked Lane who undressed me, she smiled and assured me that she did it, and not her father, as I feared. Oddly enough, but my suit was almost not damaged, I don’t know where Lane’s mother got the material for it, but I was very grateful to her. My friend folded my jewelry separately. The earrings, the mirage and the shadow were in a small canvas bag, but I never found the ring from the set Aiden had given m
The weather was fine outside. Several small birds flew almost above the ground. I lifted my head, exposing my face to the sun's rays and soaking up the happiness.- Mom, why do birds fly so low? I asked the woman who carefully held my hand. She was the most beautiful and always smelled very nice. I hope when I grow up I will be like her.“It will probably rain,” she replied.- Rain? But there isn't a cloud in the sky! I drawled indignantly.Mom was silent and the whole environment suddenly seemed unreal to me. Throwing my head up, I saw how heavy blue clouds were covering the sky right before my eyes. The street darkened sharply. I clung to my mother and trembled with fear.“You misbehaved, Mira,” she said sternly. I looked at her in surprise and immediately recoiled, trying to free my hand from her grip. Darkness swirled around her, creeping into her nostrils, her eyes, and her open mouth. I screamed and struggled even harder, but she held me in a death grip.“Mommy, please, you’re s
There was no one at the right door. I stood around the corner for a full minute, but the guards never showed up. A sense of the wrongness of what was happening made me doubt. The shadow was completely exhausted and now hung on my chest like a useless weight.I felt the presence of an alien darkness nearby, a pleasant, feminine darkness, which, unlike male power, did not make me feel like a sticky web. She rounded the corner and rushed to the door, which was heavy but unlocked. Excellent! You don't have to open the lock. Behind the door was found a narrow staircase going deep into the dungeon.Counting the steps, she hurried down and, stepping on a flat surface, froze, finding on the ground someone's lifeless body.“It’s been a long time, my friend,” Venira whispered, standing around the corner to the right.- It happened. He is dead? I asked flatly.- Not even a tantrum? The dark one smiled. I looked at her indifferently, and she practically jumped away from me. — Great Primordial! No
Aiden Eyre, being the heir of the founding family, realized quite early the full responsibility that had fallen on him. He tried his best to live up to his high name and father. However, for some reason, the latter increasingly took on assignments not Aiden, but his younger brother. This injustice tormented his soul and every day alienated the brothers further and further from each other. In addition, they already did not have a special kindred love. Would you be able to love the person who drove your mother crazy and almost went to hell? Aiden couldn't either. At the age of three, he did not yet realize that blaming Reiner for this was too stupid. And when the eldest of the brothers saw the light and realized that the world was not black and white, the youngest did not care deeply about his feelings. He became a catcher. An insensitive log depicting a person.A cold, strict father, an insensitive brother and an unconscious mother - that's all who surrounded him from childhood. But de
The dark ones traveled to the desired tavern on the outskirts of the city for several hours, winding through the streets and changing the carriage several times. And only when Rick gave the go-ahead to follow to the place, Venira breathed a sigh of relief.Are we sure we're not being followed? she asked.“Right now,” Rick replied. She would not have dared to doubt his words, yet he was one of the best specialists in the order.“I will check everything and only then will I give you permission to enter.“I'm afraid whoever sent the note has already decided we won't come.- There was no time indicated, so he will wait as long as necessary. Or it's a trap.“Okay, you know better,” the dark one answered, and Rick was very surprised at her complaisance.The tavern, if that was the name of the diner, bore little resemblance to any she had seen before. The smell here was excellent, it seemed that even if the whole place was burned down, it would not disappear from this earth for years. She bu
Roland Reid's office was different from the others. Or rather, he differed precisely in order. So frightening. Perfectly fitted racks, between which even a speck could not fall, papers on the desktop are folded one to one ... the folders behind the glass stand perfectly even and sorted by color. Veneera shrugged her shoulders involuntarily and turned her gaze to the Steward of the Western Lands.- What do you say? - he asked.What could she say? On this conversation, he pulled her right out of the next congress of the dark ones. The dress embroidered with stones to the very throat made it difficult to breathe normally and move the neck, the shoes rubbed, and the head hurt from the high hairstyle. All this was tolerable compared to the numerous undressing looks of dark men and contemptuous appraisal from women. But today there was also something pleasant, forbidden, which excited the blood and made the whole evening bestow smiles on gentlemen ... That's why she thought about him again?
The sun barely touched the horizon, and the boundless sky, slightly covered with clouds, blazed red.Reiner stood at the window and watched with bated breath as Mira fooled around with her nephew in the yard. She tossed Chubby Race up, and the air shook with children's laughter and squeals. The dark one put the baby on the ground and gave a tear. Race, as if glued, ran after his aunt, accompanying this matter with unimaginable sounds.Venira was sitting nearby on a bench with a book and did not take any part in this strange game. That's someone who is definitely not interested in children. Reiner took a deep breath. Until recently, it seemed to him that his wife did not think about it either. But then Lane came to the shelter with her family, and now Mira spent almost all her free time with the little one.Hunters don't have families. This simple truth seemed absurd to him for the last couple of years. Why not? Since his feelings woke up, and Mira finally reciprocated, the ban on star
Kyle Kears-Eyre carefully studied the reports handed to him and came to disappointing conclusions. Most likely, the head of the Order of Darkness himself came to the same conclusions and now wanted to hear his opinion. The fact that Aiden Air himself was listening to him always puzzled Kyle. It was whispered behind his back that this favor was the fruit of their close family connection, and the uncle was just trying to promote his nephew in the service. Only Kyle himself, and even more so the head of the order, knew that they were not relatives at all. Then why does the high-born dark listen to him ... flawed ...- What do you say? his uncle asked, interrupting Kyle's gloomy thoughts of his own worthlessness.- Nothing good. The fact that the inhabitants of the north saw a group of mercenaries could be attributed to anything. But emissions of darkness? Something is happening. I understand that the south is also restless. Obviously, they want to distract us from something important and
Anika Way has long since come to terms with the fact that with the advent of one orphanage upstart in her life, everything went topsy-turvy. A recognized beauty, a good student, an advantageous match for any dark ... for some time now it did not matter. Twice thrown at the altar girl - that's what really excited the minds of everyone around.It is difficult to describe the feelings that have twisted her soul for years, especially after regular dinner parties in her father's house. Previously, it always seemed that her parents love her for who she is, her friends respect and even slightly fear the higher dark one, and the whole world lies at her feet. She did not know the troubles, except perhaps the darkness that periodically breaks out of control. But this problem was also solved, it was only necessary to get married and give birth to a child. That's what the doctors said. The ideal family was supposed to be the crown of her ideal life.Aiden Air was her first love. She herself did n
It was an unremarkable autumn evening. From the second floor of Caleb Eyre's country estate came the cries and groans of his wife, Malia, who was about to be relieved of her burden. She had not seen her husband for more than two months, which is not surprising, since he had recently received the position of adviser to the head of the Western Lands.Their hasty marriage could not be called a happy one, if the dark ones have such at all. Malia was barely sixteen at the time of the marriage ritual, and in essence she was still a child. However, her father and fiancé did not care much, because this marriage was beneficial to both families.Until today, only three kinds of founders have survived, and the Malia family belonged to one of them. Her husband Caleb, although he did not belong to the great houses, was nevertheless generously endowed with the magic of darkness, and besides, from childhood he had been friends with the current viceroy. Thus, at a fairly young age, he received an hon...
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