I slip my elemental dagger out from its holster around my upper thigh and its sleek blade glints ominously in the dim light. When Dr. Maddox sees the weapon in my hand, his struggle against the ropes becomes desperate; he throws his weight against them with all his strength as if he thinks he has a chance of escaping. Well… who am I to say he can’t at least try?Without warning, I raise my fist, and bring it down on his right kneecap with enough strength to shatter the bone. The doctors piercing screams echo throughout the room, high-pitched and ending in a long, drawn-out wail.I walk behind his chair, and untie his ropes, he doesn’t even realize what I am doing until they fall to the floor. He looks up at me with teary and bloody eyes as I circle back around to face him.“I think that’s enough. Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” I say in a gentle tone.He sniffles, nodding hopefully. I smile at him, “Ok, go on.” Taking a step back, I motion for him to get up. “The stairs are just
The room goes quiet, the only sound is his blood dripping onto the floor. I stand up, looking down at the two dead bodies slumped over in their chairs, and a smile forms on my face. That was a lot more emotional than I expected it to be but also quite enjoyable. Holding their lives in my hands made me feel invincible, and I know that is wrong, but I’m excited to do it again tomorrow.I notice my shirt is covered in blood, so I remove it, turning to face Samael, who’s dark eyes are filled with a burning desire for me. It seems he found it enjoyable as well, judging by the bulge in his pants.“Take your clothes off,” I order him, and he obeys so quickly he’s a blur. I lick my lips as he leans his naked body back into the cushions, one arm stretched across the back of the sofa, the other gripping his enormous cock, sliding it up and down his length like he’s getting it ready for me.I remove the rest of my clothes, loving the way his eyes follow every move I make, roaming over my naked b
Goddess, it feels like someone is banging on my head with a hammer. I groan as I stretch out my body, refusing to open my eyes. Last night is a blur; after our bath Samael and I stayed up drinking with Adrian, Dimitri, and Kieran. I ended up proving my superior strength to all of them in arm wrestling matches. No one could beat me, even when Adrian and Dimitri teamed up against me; I was still stronger. Which in turn, made me pretty damn cocky and I ended up chugging the last bottle of vodka to prove how tough I was, only to end up puking all over the kitchen floor. I think Samael cut me off after that. “I’ve let you sleep as long as I could, but it’s time to get up, my love,” Samael’s smooth voice whispers quietly in my ear.“What time is it?” I mumble, curling myself up under the soft blankets.“Mid-morning,” he replies, and my eyes fly open.“Oh shit.” I jump out of bed, and run across the room to gather my clothes, feeling Samael’s gaze linger on my naked body. Once I’m dressed,
A girl runs around the corner from the kitchen, her blonde hair askew. When she spots us, she opens her mouth preparing to scream. I use my speed to run to her, clamping a hand over her mouth, and stopping her from making a sound.She looks up at me with wide fearful eyes, and I realize she looks to be about my age… none of Gregory and Petra’s children are that old yet.“Are you…” I don’t know what her situation is, or why she is here, but I get the feeling it’s not good. “Do you need help?” I ask her, hoping she will trust me even though she has no reason to.My hand is still tight over her mouth, so she nods slowly. I glance back at Samael who just shrugs. Fuck. I wasn’t anticipating this.“I’m going to remove my hand, but if you make a sound, I will make you regret it,” I warn her.“*Goddess, Aurora, threatening her won’t make her trust you any easier,*” Danika scolds me.“*I don’t know who she is, what if I don’t want her to trust me?*” I argue back.Danika sighs, “*she’s just a s
I look up at the low ceiling, relieved to see the hooks still embedded into it, they will make this much easier. While Petra is holding her bleeding leg and whimpering like a wounded animal, I walk to the shelves against the wall, and open the delicate looking box that holds their leather straps.Standing over her, I hold out my hand. “Get up,” I order, tapping my foot impatiently.Her tear-streaked face looks up at me sadly, “what happened to you Aurora? Where did my sensitive girl go?”“You destroyed her. Now get the fuck up.” I aim a kick at her leg, then drag her from the sofa, and pull her as she screams for mercy to the middle of the room, directly under the same hook I had been left dangling from many times.“You know I drill,” I say, remembering all the times I was in her position, “arms up, Petra darling.”She cries uncontrollably, lifting her shaky arms into the air, “Good girl,” I say, praising her like a child.“W-what are you going to do to me?” she whimpers, as I fasten
“Baby, would you come here please?”Samael joins my side, immediately snaking his arm around my waist as if he has been dying to touch me this whole time. I look up at him with a warm smile, “I think you deserve a moment with the man who enjoyed what was rightfully yours.” I turn back to Gregory, who stares at me pleadingly, and smirk at him.“As you know, this is Samael Dema, the vampire king. He’s my mate, the person created just for me by the Moon Goddess, Selene. Can you believe that daddy? A king, who worships the ground I walk on.”I trail my fingers along my mark on Samael’s neck, “See this, it’s a werewolf’s mark, this let’s Samael feel everything I feel, which can be both a blessing and a burden, because he feels my rage and my pain from the things I went through here, the things you put me through.”“My king,” I place a kiss on Samael’s cheek, “take what you want from him, just keep him alive for me.”“I thought you wanted me to only drink from you?” He asks in surprise. “O
“Eli?” I look down at his bruised, tear-streaked face, and my heart sinks into the pit of my stomach. “What happened to you?”The man in the fancy clothes laughs loudly, “I did. Well, actually, my men did.” He takes a step closer, and Samael’s hand tightens around mine, “Eli here seems to have broken one of our most serious laws; not only did he interact with a witch, but he went as far as accepting help from one.”I glare at him, “How can you even know that?” Looking down at Eli, I hiss, “You promised you wouldn’t tell anyone!” He just cries, his eyes faraway, like he’s not really paying attention to his surroundings.“Cassian, what the fuck is the meaning of this?” Samael growls dangerously, and I notice some of the men shifting uncomfortably, their eyes darting to Samael, then away quickly as if they are afraid to even look at him. Wait, he called that man Cassian… this is the fucking emperor.I grow a bit weary of the situation, and Danika’s senses go on high alert, as I take in a
TRIGGER WARNINGS!: This book contains some dark material including, explicit descriptions of rape, violence, gore, torture, murder, drug use, abortion. There are also detailed sex scenes, some including kinks such as, breath play and knife play. Aurora’s POV I wake up to the familiar pain of a spring digging into my back. Goddess, this cot is unbearable. How I am able to fall asleep every night is beyond me. I groan as I sit up, stretching my back and arms, trying to ease the pain. After a couple of satisfying cracks, it feels a bit better. I shiver and watch as my breath rises above me in this bitter dungeon cell. Living the same day every day has been exhausting. I always wake up too early. It'll be a while before they bring around breakfast. It's not much to look forward to, but it keeps me alive. Then I'll probably do some pacing. Contemplate every life choice I ever made that ended up with me here. I'll curse myself a bit for being so careless as to get arrested in the firs
“Eli?” I look down at his bruised, tear-streaked face, and my heart sinks into the pit of my stomach. “What happened to you?”The man in the fancy clothes laughs loudly, “I did. Well, actually, my men did.” He takes a step closer, and Samael’s hand tightens around mine, “Eli here seems to have broken one of our most serious laws; not only did he interact with a witch, but he went as far as accepting help from one.”I glare at him, “How can you even know that?” Looking down at Eli, I hiss, “You promised you wouldn’t tell anyone!” He just cries, his eyes faraway, like he’s not really paying attention to his surroundings.“Cassian, what the fuck is the meaning of this?” Samael growls dangerously, and I notice some of the men shifting uncomfortably, their eyes darting to Samael, then away quickly as if they are afraid to even look at him. Wait, he called that man Cassian… this is the fucking emperor.I grow a bit weary of the situation, and Danika’s senses go on high alert, as I take in a
“Baby, would you come here please?”Samael joins my side, immediately snaking his arm around my waist as if he has been dying to touch me this whole time. I look up at him with a warm smile, “I think you deserve a moment with the man who enjoyed what was rightfully yours.” I turn back to Gregory, who stares at me pleadingly, and smirk at him.“As you know, this is Samael Dema, the vampire king. He’s my mate, the person created just for me by the Moon Goddess, Selene. Can you believe that daddy? A king, who worships the ground I walk on.”I trail my fingers along my mark on Samael’s neck, “See this, it’s a werewolf’s mark, this let’s Samael feel everything I feel, which can be both a blessing and a burden, because he feels my rage and my pain from the things I went through here, the things you put me through.”“My king,” I place a kiss on Samael’s cheek, “take what you want from him, just keep him alive for me.”“I thought you wanted me to only drink from you?” He asks in surprise. “O
I look up at the low ceiling, relieved to see the hooks still embedded into it, they will make this much easier. While Petra is holding her bleeding leg and whimpering like a wounded animal, I walk to the shelves against the wall, and open the delicate looking box that holds their leather straps.Standing over her, I hold out my hand. “Get up,” I order, tapping my foot impatiently.Her tear-streaked face looks up at me sadly, “what happened to you Aurora? Where did my sensitive girl go?”“You destroyed her. Now get the fuck up.” I aim a kick at her leg, then drag her from the sofa, and pull her as she screams for mercy to the middle of the room, directly under the same hook I had been left dangling from many times.“You know I drill,” I say, remembering all the times I was in her position, “arms up, Petra darling.”She cries uncontrollably, lifting her shaky arms into the air, “Good girl,” I say, praising her like a child.“W-what are you going to do to me?” she whimpers, as I fasten
A girl runs around the corner from the kitchen, her blonde hair askew. When she spots us, she opens her mouth preparing to scream. I use my speed to run to her, clamping a hand over her mouth, and stopping her from making a sound.She looks up at me with wide fearful eyes, and I realize she looks to be about my age… none of Gregory and Petra’s children are that old yet.“Are you…” I don’t know what her situation is, or why she is here, but I get the feeling it’s not good. “Do you need help?” I ask her, hoping she will trust me even though she has no reason to.My hand is still tight over her mouth, so she nods slowly. I glance back at Samael who just shrugs. Fuck. I wasn’t anticipating this.“I’m going to remove my hand, but if you make a sound, I will make you regret it,” I warn her.“*Goddess, Aurora, threatening her won’t make her trust you any easier,*” Danika scolds me.“*I don’t know who she is, what if I don’t want her to trust me?*” I argue back.Danika sighs, “*she’s just a s
Goddess, it feels like someone is banging on my head with a hammer. I groan as I stretch out my body, refusing to open my eyes. Last night is a blur; after our bath Samael and I stayed up drinking with Adrian, Dimitri, and Kieran. I ended up proving my superior strength to all of them in arm wrestling matches. No one could beat me, even when Adrian and Dimitri teamed up against me; I was still stronger. Which in turn, made me pretty damn cocky and I ended up chugging the last bottle of vodka to prove how tough I was, only to end up puking all over the kitchen floor. I think Samael cut me off after that. “I’ve let you sleep as long as I could, but it’s time to get up, my love,” Samael’s smooth voice whispers quietly in my ear.“What time is it?” I mumble, curling myself up under the soft blankets.“Mid-morning,” he replies, and my eyes fly open.“Oh shit.” I jump out of bed, and run across the room to gather my clothes, feeling Samael’s gaze linger on my naked body. Once I’m dressed,
The room goes quiet, the only sound is his blood dripping onto the floor. I stand up, looking down at the two dead bodies slumped over in their chairs, and a smile forms on my face. That was a lot more emotional than I expected it to be but also quite enjoyable. Holding their lives in my hands made me feel invincible, and I know that is wrong, but I’m excited to do it again tomorrow.I notice my shirt is covered in blood, so I remove it, turning to face Samael, who’s dark eyes are filled with a burning desire for me. It seems he found it enjoyable as well, judging by the bulge in his pants.“Take your clothes off,” I order him, and he obeys so quickly he’s a blur. I lick my lips as he leans his naked body back into the cushions, one arm stretched across the back of the sofa, the other gripping his enormous cock, sliding it up and down his length like he’s getting it ready for me.I remove the rest of my clothes, loving the way his eyes follow every move I make, roaming over my naked b
I slip my elemental dagger out from its holster around my upper thigh and its sleek blade glints ominously in the dim light. When Dr. Maddox sees the weapon in my hand, his struggle against the ropes becomes desperate; he throws his weight against them with all his strength as if he thinks he has a chance of escaping. Well… who am I to say he can’t at least try?Without warning, I raise my fist, and bring it down on his right kneecap with enough strength to shatter the bone. The doctors piercing screams echo throughout the room, high-pitched and ending in a long, drawn-out wail.I walk behind his chair, and untie his ropes, he doesn’t even realize what I am doing until they fall to the floor. He looks up at me with teary and bloody eyes as I circle back around to face him.“I think that’s enough. Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” I say in a gentle tone.He sniffles, nodding hopefully. I smile at him, “Ok, go on.” Taking a step back, I motion for him to get up. “The stairs are just
I stare down at the now lifeless body I’m straddling, a slight sense of satisfaction filling me. I let out a long sigh, “that’s better.” I barely pay attention to Dr. Maddox’s wailing cries as I soak in the feeling of taking the life of one of the men who took mine. Memories of long, dark nights in the freezing dungeon come back to me, maybe I can finally move forward from the horrors of my time there. Though I guess only time will tell; my nightmares may have lessened since finding Samael, but what if getting revenge and having my mate is not enough to bury the years of built up trauma? What if I never truly get the pieces of myself back… back from the Stallards, back from that dungeon, back from the inn where I was defiled for the first time. What if I stay trapped in all those places, never able to move away from it all, never able to let go… My breathing hitches as memories flood my mind, destroying the cage I built for them while I was rotting in the dungeon, and leaving me gas
Theodoric finally notices he’s not our only prisoner and stares in confusion to his right, “D-dr. Maddox?” he stutters out. Aurora changes her position, so she is still sitting on me, but facing her helpless prey, her back resting against my chest, and we watch as Dr. Maddox begins to regain consciousness. Theodoric’s eyes roam from the doctor to Aurora and I, confusion written all over his face. “What is this about? Why have you taken us here!” he screams, his face turning white and his body shaking with fear. Aurora ignores him, still watching Dr. Maddox, whose eyes are slowly opening, “Wha- where am I?” he mutters to himself. Then his eyes snap open and he takes in his situation, looking down at the ropes binding him to the chair, glancing at Theodoric, then setting his eyes on me. “You!” he exclaims, staring at me with a mixture of anger and distress. I just give him a smile, and he finally looks at Aurora. “Is this the so-called friend you said wanted to see me?” He struggles