Daemon was sitting peacefully on his throne when he received a tip off from the scouts about a spy or traitor trying to sabotage the peace in his territory. The scouts reported that the traitor was a spy from the human clan pretending to be a demon. They tracked that traitor to a village on the outskirts of The Capital. Having a deep hatred against humans, Daemon decided to find this traitor and interrogate him or her. And by interrogate, you know it's not going to be anything good. Not especially when you get on the nerves of the Demon Emperor.
Daemon used the excuse of helping the poor villagers to improve their lives. He had to do so to avoid suspicions from the other demon lords within the Capital. Those lords were nothing but busybody and with ulterior motives. Plus, Daemon had another idea. He needs to help the villagers out of the drought. Although ruthless and wicked, he still needs to earn himself a good reputation if he wants the support of the people.
On the outskirts of The Capital laid the Forbidden Forest, known for its reputation of people entering but never coming out.
Some would hear screams and ghostly cries near the forest. Others spotted ugly beasts and a beautiful woman in a thin satin dress. Legend has it that the woman lost her baby during birth and because of her obsession, she kidnaps other people's baby.
Daemon saw the Forbidden Forest as nothing scary of such sorts. He had experience things much worse and he wasn't going to let his fear get the worst out of him.
As he was walking through the forest, he heard sounds. Footsteps! Running fast. His battle instincts took over and he ran after the footsteps. He heard a horrible roar of a beast.
Ragnir beast, Daemon said mentally. He knew this beast all too well. The last one he met tried to eat him but it end up getting it's head chopped off.
He found the dead body of the Ragnir beast. A single arrow shot to it's eye seemed to be the only thing that killed such a large beast. Daemon wondered, who's so skilled to kill it? At that moment, he heard footsteps ahead. Running away from him. That must be the culprit, Daemon smiled mentally. He ran very fast and caught up with the culprit.
He had never expected it to be human girl. A human girl! Can he believe it!? To be the one to kill a Ragnir beast by herself? No normal human being has the abilities to kill a Ragnir beast. But there she was, standing right in front of him pointing a rather small dagger to his face. Mentally, he made a face. Such small dagger. How will it hurt him? CAN it even hurt him? He laughed but he didn't let her see it.
"Who are you?! Why are you following me!?" The human girl demanded.
He noticed her left hand was holding an unloaded crossbow by her side. It was her, no mistake. This human girl has such guts to actually stand in his way! That's something new for him and it piqued his interest.
He decided to intimidate her a bit, give her a scare. His eyes roamed her body hungrily. She was quite beautiful despite the messy looking state she was in. He had to have her, kidnap her, and then he'll finish her off. She was a human being after all, a race he couldn't tolerate. So he grabbed her and throw her over his shoulders despite her relentless cries and struggles.
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"Put me down! You bastard! Shameless dog! Vile man!" Victoria kicked and punched as he carried her over his shoulder like she's some prize he'd just won from a contest.
He kicked open the doors to a sleeping chambers and dumped her on the bed. The bed bounced under her weight. She quickly get up and tried to run past him but he was quick. He grabbed her arm with lightning speed and again, tossed her back to the bed. She tried to get up and run away but he blocked her only escape route. He grabbed her by the neck, his sharp claw ring threatening to pierce her slender neck if she moved. She stopped struggling, a look of fear crossed her face.
"Shut. Up. Or I'll break your neck," he said menacingly. Victoria had no choice but to obey. She gulped, nodding her head in obligation.
He stared into her green eyes. Victoria didn't falter or turn away. She stared back. She wanted to remember the face of the man who would kill her. Would he? Or would he do something else to her? A thought crossed her mind when she realised that she was lying on a bed. No! Not with a perverted stranger! She cried out mentally. She rather die than let some man take her virginity away.
"You have beautiful eyes." He said.
Victoria was stunned. What? What did he just said? She didn't reply but return his stare. She didn't expect him to compliment her eyes. His fierce hazel eyes were dangerous but hot, Victoria noted to herself. He was handsome and manly, and that's what pulled Victoria to get attracted to him. But he wasn't a good man. How can she like him, her kidnapper?
"It is a pity though," he said.
"Why is it a pity?" She blurted out. She sure had guts to speak to him.
"That you are human," he leaned in close to her ear, his breath burning her skin. Victoria's face became red. He was so close. So damn close! She cursed. If he dares to come any closer, she'll have to slap him.
But he didn't. He gave her a smirk and said ," Stay put, little bunny. I'll come back to find you."
The man walked away from her and exited the sleeping chambers, ordering the servants to guard her and lock the doors. Once he was out of sight, Victoria let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding in.
She sprang up from the bed hastily.
Little bunny? She wondered. She looked at herself in a mirror hanging on the wall and realized her clothes were white in colour and frilly. She scoffed at her unruly image in the mirror.
She then began searching around the room for a chance to escape. Other than the window that overlooked the west side of the palace, there was no other way to leave this room. But she'll need a very long rope to scale down. She noticed something about the room she was locked in, it was big, grand with gold and silver furniture and bright red curtains. Her kidnapper was no ordinary man!
She needed to escape, to survive, to find her brother. But how? She began to generate all types of plans to escape from this hell hole.
She didn't escape from her hell hole (her house) just to end up in another hell hole.
But what she didn't know....
There was no way out of this hell hole.
Mighell came running over shouting, "my lord! My lord! There's a bunch of reports from the commoners on your desk." Daemon nodded and headed to his office. "Who's the human girl?" Mighell had saw Daemon carried a human girl into HIS own sleeping chambers. He was curious as he had never seen his master personally carry a human. Daemon had a deep grudge against all humans. He would kill any human he sees but this one seems different. Daemon had took 'extra special' care not to kill her right away. Maybe it was something else his lord doesn't want to reveal yet. A new nasty plan or devious plot could be the answer. Mighell had noted to himself, that his lord (Daemon) had changed a lot since that day. Yes, that day five years ago after he was humiliated and played the fool by the other lords. Mighell almost didn't recognize his lord until Daemon address him by his full name - the name that only he knew. So much had passed since then and Mighell felt his best friend had fallen apart from
"You're quite bold and arrogant," Daemon said as he caressed her cheek in a threatening manner. Victoria angrily swiped his hand away, looking disgustingly at him. "To deal with you, I can be anything," she said confidently. Daemon chuckled. No one has ever said such defying words to him. This was going to be interesting. Victoria didn't liked how he's playing the fool with her. "Why did you catch me? I believed I have done no wrong against you," Victoria demanded. "Are you sure you haven't?" Daemon hinted at something. Something he thinks was done by her. "Done what?" "A spy. For the human race. For Valencia Luciano," Daemon said. This time he wasn't joking or teasing her. He was dead serious."A spy? For the human race?" Victoria couldn't believe what she was hearing. Heck, she didn't even know who Valencia Luciano is and yet she was kidnapped and accused for such things. "I don't even know who the hell Valencia Luciano is, how could I be a spy? Or even worked for the human ra
"Valencia Luciano?" The name sounded familiar but Felix couldn't quite remember where he'd heard it. It was a girl's name but yet it have such a dangerous aura to it. "Who's that?" Daemon turned around to look the young blonde in the eyes. "You've been in your position for such long time and you're telling me you don't know who's Valencia Luciano?" He couldn't believe his ears. Luciano was no child's play. She was ruthless, wicked and full of scheming tricks. Yeah, did I say it was a 'she'? That's right. Luciano was a woman. A woman of the human race to be exact and she's not like any ordinary human beings. "I swear I have never heard of such name. He sounds quite tough and muscular. Must be a real pain in the ass for you to remember his name," Felix said. His blue eyes blinked innocently. "Sure, a pain in the ass. But not as much as you," Daemon said hinting to Felix for being one. "Oh," was all Felix's reply to that. "And Luciano is a 'she'," he corrected him. "Not a he," "W
He then bit his tongue, committing suicide and died. His arms and legs fall limp and his head droop to his chest. She sighed having not one bit of remorse or pity in her. "He chooses to kill himself rather than reveal anything. " "My lady, what should we do now," a guard in black clad clothing asked. "Throw him out to feed the dogs!" She ordered. Her men gulped in fear. Dead or alive as long you're a Demon, she won't show you any mercy. Valencia tapped her chin thoughtful. This man, the Demon emperor has already pique her interest. He'll be her next target, the top of her list. "How's our little spy doing?" She turned to face the guard. "My lady, the spy reported that all is well. No one has found out about our plan," A vicious sly smile spread across her plush red lips. Her plan was working and it was only in a matter of time she'll get what she wants. Luciano pushed back her golden locks that covered her left eye. Ohhhh, how sweet was revenge! -----------She pushed open th
Victoria was dragged back to her room by the guards when they found out she escaped during dinner time. "Let me go! Let me go! You have no rights to restrain me here!" She struggled and kicked their metal armour but was ignored by the guards. The guards didn't want to have anything to do with her as their emperor - Daemon - had given the order; if anyone mistreats her, he'll suffer a pain worse than death. Only he can touch, torture, mistreat or kill her. The guards feared him. Just a gaze from him could send them down on their knees and shivers creeping down their spines. They have to put on their best behaviour around him. They tossed her into the room and was about to shut the doors shut when she quickly put herself in the doorway, blocking the knob. When Victoria found out that screaming and shouting was no use, she resorted to begging and pleading. "Please, please, I beg you. Let me go," she said pitifully with tears in her eyes. The guards felt sympathy for her but couldn't
"Touch me again with those filthy hands and I'll gorge your eyes out!" Victoria threatened him. But he only gave her a cocky smirk. "I know you like it. And you want it," his voice was in a whisper, a seductive dangerous whisper. He still had her hands pinned above her head. She looked up at him with anger in her eyes and said strongly ,"I don't want it! Get out of my sight!" The 'it' he referred to was sure tempting. But she shook away those inappropriate thoughts. What was she thinking? Is it because she had been deprived of any sexual pleasure that she would feel sexually attracted to any man? Not just any man, but him!The lips she had just tasted were fine, supple and hot. It made her heart beat so fast she swear it'll jump out of her chest soon. She had kissed a man before. Her ex boyfriend. This wasn't her first kiss but it made her feel like it was the end of the world, something she'd never experienced before. She'd never experienced such passionate and vigorous kiss. She
"Speak," Daemon commanded the moment he left the room.Mighell was breathless. His black hair was messy from running against the wind. "The people are protesting. They want you to abdicate your throne to the Tenth Lord, Gregory," Daemon scoffed. "Gregory again. Seems like he wants things the hard way," Gregory the Tenth Demon lord has been making endless troubles for him ever since the day he sat upon the grand golden throne. He was also against Daemon, trying to win the people's trust and respect to topple him over and take his throne as the new emperor. Gregory has to be eliminated. But how? If he simply kill Gregory, all his subordinates who are dead loyal to him and the people will not be convinced. They will start a riot. He needed a change of power. Although ruthless and powerful, he didn't have enough talented people working for him. Stress caught up on him as he buried his face into his palms and sighed. There was so much to do, so much and ..... he realised he was runni
FLASHBACK Five years ago. "Please help me, sir. Please give us some food," the refugees begged pitifully. Some of there were on their knees, kneeling and bowing down to Gregory, the Tenth demon lord. He sat cockily on his luxurious chair with his head held high up and one leg crossed over the other. "Guards, throw all these filthy refugees out. If any resists, kill them on spot.""Yes , sir!" The guards forcefully dragged the refugees away. They beat up the ones who refused to go. They kicked a pregnant woman, causing her to miscarriage. It caused a huge commotion. But the guards showed no pity to the crying woman who now lost her baby. They continue to drag her away as she bleed. Daemon arrived and saw the scene. "How bold of you to treat the refugees like trash! Do you know what crime you have committed!?" Daemon was angry. Mighell stood by his side. "Crime? Oh! It's your majesty The Demon Emperor. Sorry for not greeting you earlier," Gregory pretended to be polite. But his wick
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