I had a kingdom to reunite and to claim. After all, I am the one true empress. I sent Gabriel and his team to retrieve King Henry I and Dean to retrieve King Louis VI. My fallen stayed with me. Both groups were to meet me in my realm. I figured it was neutral. I'm all about fairness. Within the hour both teams returned with both kings in hand. They both managed to hold their dignity intact. I felt more respect for them. “Good afternoon, your majesties .” My voice was gentle but firm. King Louis addressed me first. After looking me up and down. And determined I was no threat. “My lady” interrupting him, “it’s your Majesty. Go on.” He shrugged me off. “As I was saying. I don't know who you are or what you think you're doing, but I will have your head, and there’s too!” He pointed to all my guardians. I heard a deep male chuckle and was surprised it came from Gabriel of all my guardians. “Your majesty,” I replied with a warning in my voice. “If I were you I’d keep empty threats to yours
Louis VI answered first this time. Enraged. “You are aware King Louis I died over two hundred years ago?” “Your Majesty am well aware of that fact! Do you think me daft?” I said in my most fake most offended voice. “Your majesties, I’m going to make this very simple for you. I will even allow you to choose your fates.” I smiled sweetly at both of them. “What are our choices, your majesty?.” Henry asked. “Why King Henry, you seem to be more reasonable than King Louis. So I will allow you to choose first. Your options are, one you can hand your kingdom over to me peacefully. I will guarantee that you and your family will still live a comfortable life in luxury. The marriage prospects for your children will be most excellent. But if you refuse option one. Then you leave me with no choice than to go with option two. Which in truth is a bit more drastic. I will take your kingdom from you by force; make you watch as I murder your wife and children in front of you. Then my army” my arms outs
Before Gabriel and Dean left, I made sure the two former kings heard my command to Adrian. “Adrian, my dear, could you please go and get his holiness Conrad II. And please make sure to make your presence known and what you are.” I said with a smile. “Wait.” I waited for Gabriel and Dean to leave. Grabbing his upper arm. Pulling him towards me, my arms wrapped around his neck; his arms naturally wrapped around my waist. I kissed him deep and hard. “I’m going to need more of this.” He smiled and nodded his head reluctantly letting me go. Stepping back, he and the others took their leave.Once again, I was alone with my thoughts. Adrian was quickly becoming my number one. He would make a good leader in my absence. Closing my eyes and drawing in a deep breath. A flash of stormy grey eyes flooded my vision. Keeping my eyes closed, I concentrated on the energy I felt. Amon, his name came to me. I tried calling him to me. He ignored my call. Huh… I don't think so good sir. You are mine. I l
I was so preoccupied with figuring out a way to free Amon, I almost forgot that I had a meeting with Conrad II. Adrian was already in the other realm waiting on me. “Adrian, is the emperor pliable? Will this go smooth or will I have to force his hand too?” “He’s uh going to need a little push from you.” Groaning inwardly, I had another Fallen. Amon needed me to free him. “Maybe you should have sent the angels for this one Little Goddess.” Landing softly behind the emperor, in all my finery, the Iron crown still sitting atop my head. Walking right past him and into the arms of Adrian. Knowing the emperor was watching my every move. Kissing Adrian passionately, I shamelessly moaned before ending our kiss. I turned around, giving the emperor my undivided attention. Adrian’s hand resting possessively on my left hip. “Your majesty.” I did a small curtsy, “thank you for coming on such short notice. As you probably already heard the kings of upper and lower France will finally reunite.” “Ye
“My sweet.” Caressing Adrian's face, grabbing his face, I forced him to look at me. I kissed him hard, raking my fangs against his lower lips. Moaning, he kissed me back. Breaking the kiss, putting our foreheads together. “Go ahead my sweet, kill him.” Adrian’s claws digging into his neck. Blood running down his throat, hearing the bones break in his fragile neck. “Stop playing and snap his neck my sweet.” Adrian needed no more urging and snapped the arrogant emperor's neck. Adrian dropped the dead emperor's body. A hard thud followed. “When do you plan to raise him?” “When reapers drag him to hell.” Adrian’s chuckle warmed my heart. He held me from behind, he adjusted his stance by spreading his legs wide to rest his chin on my shoulder. Nuzzling his face closer to mine. “I thought you’d never let me near your heart again after Michael.” I tensed after hearing his name. “I didn't think I’d let anyone in either. I’m still healing Adrian and I’m trying.” Hugging his arms tighter aroun
Each time I will kill you in a new, more painful way. I will leave your soul in hell longer each time.” Tears streamed down his face, he began sobbing he hugged my ankles begging me not to return him to hell. “Please. Please. Please don’t send me back there. I’ll do whatever you want. You can have the throne.” Freeing my legs from his grasp, “Good, You will also claim your bastard children and provide them with a good home. When they are old enough, you will arrange them proper marriages.” “Yes, Yes I will do all of it. Just please don't send me back.” “My lord, if you wish to never return to hell. I suggest you start to live the way the Father and the Mother have intended for you.” Looking at Adrian, “notify me once everything is ready." Adrian picked up a pathetic looking Conrad, from the floor. " Take him back to Rome to ready the arrangements for the ceremony of abdicating his throne. Oh, and Adrian take the rest of the fallen with you. " As they left, I called Morgan. "Morgan,
You smelled Astaroth before you saw him. Known for the rank smell of soul melting halitosis that seeped from his very essence. A barrier quickly wrapped around me shielding me from the rancid odor that accompanied Astaroth. A tall dark-skinned male well-muscled dressed in all his finery stood before me. Hooded onyx eyes locked with mine. "Who are you? Why have you summoned me?" "Why do you greet me in this form? " Intrigued by my question and the fact that I failed to use a charmed silver ring under my nose to withstand his rank smell. "How are you able to bear my presence?" "Don't you recognize me, cousin?" Watching him study me intently. He or should I say she clearly has forgotten me. "You are no family member of mine. What trickery is this angel?" I laughed so hard, no divine being has ever mistaken me for an angel. I guess that's how they would perceive me now. Seriously? I was the one that gifted her with powers of beauty, fertility, and love. Looking him up and down, before ret
Dragon fire engulfed me. Threw the fire Astaroth stood before me cackling. I caught his sword before it could make contact with my stomach. Snapping his sword in half, I drove the hilt into his gut; knocking the wind out of him. Absorbing the dragon fire, I manipulated the flame to encircle the beast who blew it. The wall grew higher, burning hotter. With each blow against the wall, the circle shrunk burning the scales off the dragon. "If you care for your pet I suggest you yield cousin." The dragon screeched in pain behind me. "If you haven't figured it out by now, no angel can do what I can." "Release my dragon." "I'll release your pet when you break a contract for me." Hard male features turned soft and feminine. Her dark skin changed to fair, dark eyes turned to sky blue. Dark hair replaced by blonde long flowing locks. This time when she spoke gone was the deep masculine voice to be replaced by a soft voice almost as if every word she spoken was a song. "I have many cousins and
Oliva’s point of viewRayne and the duke seemed to be very familiar with one another. The duke was too familiar with Miss. Rayne. He always found a way to touch her, whether it be her hand, touching her tresses, her face when he decided to be so bold as to run his thumb along her bottom plump lip. “M’lord that is inappropriate touching right, there save that till after ye two are married.” The duke turned his face to glare at me. I stared at the man right back into his eyes and refused to look away. The corner of his mouth twitched up into a smirk, he opened his mouth slightly and ran his tongue over his unusually long tooth ensuring that saw it, before turning his attention back onto Miss. Rayne. I do not trust this man and I will be keepin me eye on this devil. “Miss. Rayne, it's time to retire to your room, miss.” “Nurse, I haven't finished my meal, I’m having a very stimulating conversation with the duke.” “Now miss you have all day tomorrow to talk with the duke.” “Oliva,” S
A scream escaped my mothers mouth as she witnessed the events as they unfolded, followed by the thud of Godric's body hitting the floor. “ I’m sorry you had to bare witness to that, I protect what is mine.” Sam stated looking at both my mother and my father. My father jumped out of his chair and turned towards me, grabbing me roughly by my arm, “This is due to you, speaking out of turn…” Sam grabbed my father’s hand forcing him to remove his hand from my arm. “Like I said I have no issue with right now, but do not take you being her father mean I will not do the same to you as I just did to the piece of shit laying on your floor if you lay another finger on her.” The look on my father’s face was pure outrage. “The contract is signed and she is mine rightfully and as stated in the binding contract I will stay here until we are married so your daughter would have the chance to know me. But I can clearly see that I now have a stronger conviction to stay and ensure her safety from the lik
My father paid no attention to the rake of man standing next to him. A servant announces that dinner was ready. “We should be seated, please follow me please.” My mother says, Marquess Browne offers his arm to me and I reluctantly take it as we begin to follow my parents to the dining hall. “You look lovely tonight my dear,” he says to me. I feign shyness, “thank you my lord, your compliment is most gracious.” “My lord” the butler addressed my father, “Duke Angelo has arrived and has requested to speak with you on an urgent matter.” My mother looks at my father quizzingly, he drops my mothers arm leaving us with the marquee. “Shall we?” my mother says, gesturing her hand towards the dining hall. Marquess Browne offers my mother his other arm, escorting us. Upon reaching the dining table the marquee pulls out my mothers chair to the left of the chair at the head of the table. As the marquee comes around to the other side of the table where he and I sit. I hear the laughter of my fat
“I see you have been rolling around in the grass again Rayne.” My mother sucked in her teeth and gave a scathing look to my nurse. “Ma’am I apologize, miss wanted to pick some of the more difficult herbs and tripped on her skirts…” My nurse tried to explain before my mother cut her off, “I don’t care what excuses you have for being late and she is supposed to be ready already. You know what today means if the marquess is fancied enough a marriage offer will be extended, which means a higher station for us.Put on her best dress and make haste.” My mother ordered both me and my nurse. “Not to worry, miss, many men fancy you. From what I hear from the servants that accompany your mother on her errands, your father has turned down many requests for your hand in marriage now that you're of age.” My nurse said to try to lift my spirits. I smile tightly back at her and nod my head. “The marquess miss you should be lucky to have him calling on you. He is not bad looking and very athletic too
With her hands on her lips she gives me a look that says she doesn;t believe me. “Off with ya, your father and mother are expecting visitors this eve for dinner. You miss need to get ready for it.” I stand up and dust the dirt from my skirts and comb my fingers through my hair picking out the grass that was caught in it. “Do you know who is coming?” She softens her face and looks at me sympathetically, “Aye miss I do, when we arrive at the manor you are to get changed in one of your finer dresses. Your father has arranged a suitor for ye the Marquess.” She says with pride. “Now let's be off.” She reaches for my hand and drags in the direction of the manor. I look behind me towards the tree line where Sam went, a stray tear escapes my eye. I yank my hand from my nurse's grasp,and turn back around “what do you think your doing miss?” She all but yells at me. “I forgot my basket, let me grab it.” I slowly make my way back to my basket. When a pebble hits my hand ouch I rub my hand and l
I sit once again in silence, I begin to hear a hum in the distance. I look up and stare straight ahead as a faint light no bigger than pin prick, which quickly began to multiply in every direction. Until the once dark prison was full of bright light that quickly surrounded me. It was all the power I had released being reabsorbed into my body. My flesh glowing and warmth invaded my soul. I could now feel the missing pieces of soul reuniting feeling whole again. Before I could relish in feeling one again, I felt an odd sensation in my center like a hot poker burning me from the inside out. I scream and claw at my middle; the pain only intensifies. The burning spreads to every limb until I’m consumed in heavenly fire. “Rayne,” I hear my nurse calling for me. “Where have you run off to?” I quickly gathered my basket full of herbs I was collecting. “Sam,” I whispered frantically. Sam’s head pops up amongst the tall grass, grinning at me. I run to him “ I must be off, she can't catch us to
“Michael…Michael where are you? Where am I? What is this place?” I slowly get up off the hard ground. I waver as I gather my footing. The ground beneath my feet is smooth and cold. I turn in a full circle and see nothing but darkness. “Mother, Father?” I scream into the endless void. My pleas go unanswered, I’m here alone. Where are my guardians? Have my parents really created a prison to hold me? This isn’t right. I'm supposed to be reborn. Why am I here? What have I done to warrant this punishment from my parents? No I refuse their prisoner I gather my power and release it in an explosion looking for weak points to try and escape. “You will not hold me here!!!” I scream at the top of my lungs to my parents to anyone or thing that would listen. I send another blast of power stronger than the last, nothing happens. It's like this hell, limbo, prison absorbs every last drop of my power. My knees buckle, no this can’t be happening. I bang my fist against the ground and it splinters und
He was very tall, broad shoulders, sun kissed bronze skin. He has a warriors build, long wavy chestnut hair. He looked up at me and winked mischievous emerald green eyes fanned my thick dark eyelashes met mine. Thick eyebrows with a perfect arch, strong square jaw and lush lips that screamed kiss me. I Screamed “Michael!!” I abandoned Lucifer and ran towards Michael. As I got closer to him my life force sought his. When they finally met a gold flame lite up the entire church. I continued to run into his open arms. When I finally reached him he wrapped his arms tightly around me. Kissing my forehead. Looking up at him tears blurred my vision. It was him it was really him, he smelled of spice and lemon. With both hands he grabbed my face and kissed my with all the passion he could. He lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist. And I did so happily “I love you Little Goddess.” He kissed me again and within that moment Cammy had somehow gotten my arrow. She used it to stab Mic
I closed my eyes, focused on the power radiating from him. I forced him to appear before me kneeling, his down. “Look at me Luc.” When he didn't I forced him to. I deep scar ran down his eyebrow and into his lip. “Luci I should finish you off here and now.” “So why don't you?” “You know why. And it’s not because I love you.” He laughed in my face, “Michael is weak, he let his feelings for me cloud his judgement and your doing the same.” He spat at my feet “and you call me weak and pathetic?” I backhanded him and he hit the floor. “Touch my father again and he dies.” I quickly turned around and there was Cammy and a man held at knife point. Holding Lucifer in place I looked back at him. “Your daughter? Are you serious?” “What I don't look like the fatherly type to you? I placed her in your path, and like the sap you are; you can't deny an innocent child’s request. It was too easy to manipulate that weak heart of yours. You actually sent her off to live and be raised by your brother