Victoria was set free and the guards didn't even bothered to show her the door. How rude! She thought. "First, you kidnapped me here. Second, you made me sleep with a stranger! Third, you released me, realising it was mistake. And now you won't even show me the way out of this horrendous maze!" She grumbled under her breath. They had given her new clothes to wear, and much to her dislike, the dress revealed too much of her cleavage and shoulders, had long sleeves and frilly skirt that dragged on the floor. Her ample boobs looked like they could popped out any minute and she didn't like that feeling. All those hungry ravenous men's eyes would be on her. Although she looked grand, Victoria didn't like the style and design. It made it difficult for her to run or escape in times of emergency. She walked through a long hall with weird statues of distorted figures on each side. They were really terrible looking! With sharp teeth, extra arms, legs and tails, Victoria concluded that these w
"Who are you? Why are you here? How did you get in!?"She felt the cold blade of the sword against her neck, threatening to take her life. She stood rooted to the ground, not daring to make any reckless move. Her life was on the line. Quick! She had to think of something! Something! "I'm his woman," she blurted out those words. Victoria realized what she had just said. Oh my damned mouth! She scolded herself silently. And what's more was that her fingers pointed to the portrait of him, that man who kidnapped and forced kissed her. Oh! She wanted to slap herself in the head. Why did she pointed to him!? What's wrong with her?The man looked at the portrait of Daemon , then back at her. "Very well then," he said removing his sword from her neck. "But you shouldn't be in here. This place is forbidden," "Oh, I didn't know," Victoria faked a surprised expression. She turned and got a good look at the man. He was dressed in blue. Blue overcoat, a slightly light blue shirt underneath, blu
Victoria wore the maid's clothes, tied the poor girl up and gagged her. She slipped out right under the Blue Marquis's nose and walked through the hall. She headed towards the pharmacy and turned the knob. It was open. Okayyy ..... To be honest, Victoria had no experience with medicine or poison. Just take whatever you can find and shove it down his throat! Her inner voice yelled at her. She was hesitating in the face of thousands of bottles. Unfortunately for her, she was unable to read the labels. They were in a foreign language. The room was big and wide. The smell of medicine and some other scents mixed together made the room stinked. She hates the smell. "Hey! Are you ready? What's taking so long in there!?" From out of pharmacy, in the hall, she heard the Blue Marquis called out towards the direction of the toilet. Oh dear! She better get out of here quickly in case he barge into the toilet. "Are you there!? Why are you so quiet!?" He called again with suspicious rising in
Daemon had unknowingly rode into the Dark Forest. And he didn't know what dangers are waiting for him up ahead. His black horse whinnied in fear as it started to panic. The forest was covered with an unusual thick fog that seems to circulate throughout the entire forest. He couldn't see anything nor take precautions. Silently, he hoped that Mighell was safe and sound. "What's wrong, boy?" He bent over to look the horse on the eye. He tried stroking it's fur to calm it down but to no avail. Something was spooking his horse and it was something he couldn't detect. The horse suddenly jerked, threatening to throw him off and it began to pick up speed, galloping faster and faster. "Whoa! Slow down, Salomon!" He shouted over the wind. "Slow down! What's wrong!?" But his horse didn't respond. It was acting weird. His horse had never been this way before. It had basically followed Daemon through his journey - his journey to who he is today. He heard a swoosh of wind coming from behind hi
Harvey decided to take a stroll outside to help himself think better and to stretch his muscles. He didn't know what Jacinda was planning or what evil intentions she might have. And how did she know about his past? How in the world did she know what he had wanted, craved for many years? Could she read minds? No, he thought it impossible. She can't read minds. She's not Elijah. This woman was hard to guess and hard to read. Perhaps she had been doing or collecting information about him. What a scheming smart woman. He would have taken his hats off for her. The moment he set foot outside, a rush of fresh air hit his lungs with a pang. He didn't know he'd been inside his palace for so long that he forgotten the sweet scent of fresh air. He inhaled the sweet air, letting his shoulders lose, relaxing his body. The Dark Forest was the quietest forest to him. It wasn't far from his palace and hardly anyone passed through it. People had been scared off by its rumours of ghosts, man-eating
She blinked back the tears from her sweet childhood memories. Her eyes were red as she dropped the sword to the ground beside him, letting it clatter loudly. "Where is he? What happened to him?! You know his name," she gasped. She squatted down to his level, clutching her dress tightly to contain her worries. Thoughts ran amok in her head. She feared the worst that her brother was either severely injured or half-dead. "He was here, three years ago," He said, his voice soft and low. "But he left afterwards. I knew, he was a human yet I befriended him," He paused. He had a nostalgic look in his blue eyes. "We were the best of friends," She found it hard to believe. Based on what she know about demons, they hate and want to kill every human they come across. Why, even that asshole Daemon said so himself. Between the human race and demon species, there was only war, hatred and bloodshed. Friendship was out of reach. "That's impossible!" She shook her head. Humans and demons are enemie
A man just a few years older than Victoria stood in front of her. She now understand why the maids and servants dropped to their knees - it was a sign of respect and greeting to this man who was staring straight into her eyes, demanding an answer from her. Felix heard from the maids' gossip that there was a mad woman running around, screaming and shouting for help. Since Daemon wasn't in to make decisions and orders, Felix was left to himself. When he arrived at the scene, he saw her. She stand out among everyone else with her fiery red hair and emerald green eyes. She looked like on the verge of breaking down. "I ......I....I...," She stuttered. She felt her tongue stiff. "I need help," she said in a low voice. Somewhere deep in her heart, she felt relief when she saw this man. Maybe he could save him. She could see hope shining in his eyes. He stood there, still staring at her. His fierce gaze meant business. "Please, help me. Someone's drying. He needs a doctor." "Where? Wh
He followed the sound and quietly hid behind a tree. He saw a man in his twenties clasping the sides of his head, seemingly in pain. Harvey knew that it was the result of successfully resisting and escaping the fog that actually protects the Dark Forest from any intruders. That fog was considered dangerous and deadly as it causes one to see his inner demons and deepest, darkest secrets a person would kept locked away in his heart - and those can cause a person to die. Die from his dark secrets, die from his sins, die in such a terrible way that inflects no injuries on the body. No one has even been able to break away from their inner demons. But this man was different, he managed to defeat his inner demons and escape from the fog. Or did he really? Harvey suspected. There was another way to break through the fog, the same way he himself did when he first encountered the fog. Till this day, Harvey had to admit, that he himself never gotten rid of let go of his hatred. That was his in
The doctor walked out, approaching them with a grim look on his face. Although he wore a silver mask hiding the upper part of his face, Felix could still tell his emotions. "He's alive and well. But he's unconscious. He may fall into coma," the mysterious man behind the silver mask said emotionlessly. "Coma? What? For how long?" Felix asked. His face was full of worry. "Who knows. Ask her," he said and walked back into his room. Felix turned his attention to her. "I don't know. I just simply splashed whatever liquid in the bottle onto him.""Now," he sighed tiredly. "I can only pray that he's safe and sound," Felix clasped his hands together into a prayer. "I'm sorry," she blurted out. And she really was. But again, he just sighed. The awkward silence made her even more nervous and ashamed. Why, she wished someone would come and scold or even slapped her face for her deadly mistake. Then she would feel better. But no one did, so right now she felt like a little kid caught steal
He followed the sound and quietly hid behind a tree. He saw a man in his twenties clasping the sides of his head, seemingly in pain. Harvey knew that it was the result of successfully resisting and escaping the fog that actually protects the Dark Forest from any intruders. That fog was considered dangerous and deadly as it causes one to see his inner demons and deepest, darkest secrets a person would kept locked away in his heart - and those can cause a person to die. Die from his dark secrets, die from his sins, die in such a terrible way that inflects no injuries on the body. No one has even been able to break away from their inner demons. But this man was different, he managed to defeat his inner demons and escape from the fog. Or did he really? Harvey suspected. There was another way to break through the fog, the same way he himself did when he first encountered the fog. Till this day, Harvey had to admit, that he himself never gotten rid of let go of his hatred. That was his in
A man just a few years older than Victoria stood in front of her. She now understand why the maids and servants dropped to their knees - it was a sign of respect and greeting to this man who was staring straight into her eyes, demanding an answer from her. Felix heard from the maids' gossip that there was a mad woman running around, screaming and shouting for help. Since Daemon wasn't in to make decisions and orders, Felix was left to himself. When he arrived at the scene, he saw her. She stand out among everyone else with her fiery red hair and emerald green eyes. She looked like on the verge of breaking down. "I ......I....I...," She stuttered. She felt her tongue stiff. "I need help," she said in a low voice. Somewhere deep in her heart, she felt relief when she saw this man. Maybe he could save him. She could see hope shining in his eyes. He stood there, still staring at her. His fierce gaze meant business. "Please, help me. Someone's drying. He needs a doctor." "Where? Wh
She blinked back the tears from her sweet childhood memories. Her eyes were red as she dropped the sword to the ground beside him, letting it clatter loudly. "Where is he? What happened to him?! You know his name," she gasped. She squatted down to his level, clutching her dress tightly to contain her worries. Thoughts ran amok in her head. She feared the worst that her brother was either severely injured or half-dead. "He was here, three years ago," He said, his voice soft and low. "But he left afterwards. I knew, he was a human yet I befriended him," He paused. He had a nostalgic look in his blue eyes. "We were the best of friends," She found it hard to believe. Based on what she know about demons, they hate and want to kill every human they come across. Why, even that asshole Daemon said so himself. Between the human race and demon species, there was only war, hatred and bloodshed. Friendship was out of reach. "That's impossible!" She shook her head. Humans and demons are enemie
Harvey decided to take a stroll outside to help himself think better and to stretch his muscles. He didn't know what Jacinda was planning or what evil intentions she might have. And how did she know about his past? How in the world did she know what he had wanted, craved for many years? Could she read minds? No, he thought it impossible. She can't read minds. She's not Elijah. This woman was hard to guess and hard to read. Perhaps she had been doing or collecting information about him. What a scheming smart woman. He would have taken his hats off for her. The moment he set foot outside, a rush of fresh air hit his lungs with a pang. He didn't know he'd been inside his palace for so long that he forgotten the sweet scent of fresh air. He inhaled the sweet air, letting his shoulders lose, relaxing his body. The Dark Forest was the quietest forest to him. It wasn't far from his palace and hardly anyone passed through it. People had been scared off by its rumours of ghosts, man-eating
Daemon had unknowingly rode into the Dark Forest. And he didn't know what dangers are waiting for him up ahead. His black horse whinnied in fear as it started to panic. The forest was covered with an unusual thick fog that seems to circulate throughout the entire forest. He couldn't see anything nor take precautions. Silently, he hoped that Mighell was safe and sound. "What's wrong, boy?" He bent over to look the horse on the eye. He tried stroking it's fur to calm it down but to no avail. Something was spooking his horse and it was something he couldn't detect. The horse suddenly jerked, threatening to throw him off and it began to pick up speed, galloping faster and faster. "Whoa! Slow down, Salomon!" He shouted over the wind. "Slow down! What's wrong!?" But his horse didn't respond. It was acting weird. His horse had never been this way before. It had basically followed Daemon through his journey - his journey to who he is today. He heard a swoosh of wind coming from behind hi
Victoria wore the maid's clothes, tied the poor girl up and gagged her. She slipped out right under the Blue Marquis's nose and walked through the hall. She headed towards the pharmacy and turned the knob. It was open. Okayyy ..... To be honest, Victoria had no experience with medicine or poison. Just take whatever you can find and shove it down his throat! Her inner voice yelled at her. She was hesitating in the face of thousands of bottles. Unfortunately for her, she was unable to read the labels. They were in a foreign language. The room was big and wide. The smell of medicine and some other scents mixed together made the room stinked. She hates the smell. "Hey! Are you ready? What's taking so long in there!?" From out of pharmacy, in the hall, she heard the Blue Marquis called out towards the direction of the toilet. Oh dear! She better get out of here quickly in case he barge into the toilet. "Are you there!? Why are you so quiet!?" He called again with suspicious rising in
"Who are you? Why are you here? How did you get in!?"She felt the cold blade of the sword against her neck, threatening to take her life. She stood rooted to the ground, not daring to make any reckless move. Her life was on the line. Quick! She had to think of something! Something! "I'm his woman," she blurted out those words. Victoria realized what she had just said. Oh my damned mouth! She scolded herself silently. And what's more was that her fingers pointed to the portrait of him, that man who kidnapped and forced kissed her. Oh! She wanted to slap herself in the head. Why did she pointed to him!? What's wrong with her?The man looked at the portrait of Daemon , then back at her. "Very well then," he said removing his sword from her neck. "But you shouldn't be in here. This place is forbidden," "Oh, I didn't know," Victoria faked a surprised expression. She turned and got a good look at the man. He was dressed in blue. Blue overcoat, a slightly light blue shirt underneath, blu
Victoria was set free and the guards didn't even bothered to show her the door. How rude! She thought. "First, you kidnapped me here. Second, you made me sleep with a stranger! Third, you released me, realising it was mistake. And now you won't even show me the way out of this horrendous maze!" She grumbled under her breath. They had given her new clothes to wear, and much to her dislike, the dress revealed too much of her cleavage and shoulders, had long sleeves and frilly skirt that dragged on the floor. Her ample boobs looked like they could popped out any minute and she didn't like that feeling. All those hungry ravenous men's eyes would be on her. Although she looked grand, Victoria didn't like the style and design. It made it difficult for her to run or escape in times of emergency. She walked through a long hall with weird statues of distorted figures on each side. They were really terrible looking! With sharp teeth, extra arms, legs and tails, Victoria concluded that these w