As a child, I was trouble. But the kind of trouble no one knew about until it was too late.Jace was three years younger than me and Kyle was two years younger than me. When Jace was little, he was a sweet boy who never cried. He was always smiling. He would follow me around everywhere and ask me about everything.When he grew up a bit, he and I were separated for many reasons. He had to focus on combat and other lessons, while I left for the academy. Still, whenever I came back, we used to spend time together.On my wedding day, Jace and I sat the garden. I remembered the day as if it was just yesterday.“You look beautiful, Sully,” Jace told me. “Thank you,” I said.“You are not happy, are you?” Jace was always very observant. “I am,” I lied.“Sully, I won’t tell Father about our conversation. I never do,” he said.“I have to do it, even if I don’t like it,” I told him.“I know. But… if you truly don’t want to, I can find a way to help you.”“Help me do what,
Thinking about Jace was hard. Whenever I closed my eyes, I saw him in that dungeon, his wrists in manacles above his head and a chain around his neck.Demian lay beside me, holding me tightly, as if he feared I would fly away like a bird. His presence was a comfort, yet an obstruction as well.I wanted to hate him, but he was way too nice to me. He did not hurt me. In fact, it seemed he protected me from his father and his family. He stopped his father from punishing me. He painted my body instead of beating me. Why was he doing this? Was he truly different from his father?Could I trust him? Just a little bit?Demian’s breath was warm on my neck. His breath was even. I counted them for a while. At first, it was 18 times per minute. Then, it decreased and became 12 times per minute.I wondered how different my life would be if I listened to Jace that day. If I said yes, would I even be here, fearing for my life every moment? Father might have found me, or, perhaps there was a chance I
Ruben looked just like Rose. Just a male version of her.I did not want to meet him, but as usual, I forced myself to do it. I did not want to annoy any of the Silverclaws. Ruben wanted to seem me, so here I was, in his bed chamber.For some reason, I imagined Ruben had a missing limb. It was a childish thought, but that was the first thing that came to my mind when I heard Ruben could not leave his room.Ruben stared at me for a while, then gave me a smile. He had a warm smile. He looked like an angel.“I heard a lot about you from Rose. My mother was a Star too, so I was curious to see if you two looked alike,” Ruben said. Even his voice was soothing to the ear.“I look like my mother,” I said. “My sister Selina looks like my father and your mother.”“You are still very pretty. You have beautiful eyes,” he said. “I have never seen red eyes before.”“It is very rare, after all. All my siblings have blue eyes except for me. My mother and I have the same eyes,” I said.“Your mother als
My life was boring. Until a Star came along in our house.Sully was an amusing woman. She was pretty and was always scared. Her lips would tremble when she was afraid, yet crimson eyes would remain firm and unafraid. Sometimes, I wondered if she was just pretending to be scared.I never thought Damien would end up marrying that woman. It was a sudden decision on his part and he never did something of that kind usually. Damien was a calculated person. Marrying someone suddenly, who was also someone he had never seen before, was truly strange for him to do.Damien surely did not regret his decision. Sully was beautiful and she was truly an interesting character. Damien would not be bored with her.I heard Sully went to see Ruben today. Ruben expressed his desire to see her and I told her about it. Sully knew what she had to do to not get killed. She did what she was told even if she did not want to.“She is nice. I am worried though,” Ruben told me. “Will she even survive?”“She had a b
Demian told me I should join the dinner since I did not join breakfast and lunch. When I went to meet Ruben, I pretended to be in pain without even thinking. Acting a part came naturally to me. At some point, I did forget that I was supposed to act beaten up and in pain. But Ruben probably did not notice. Now, I had to be extra cautious since Alexander would see me too. He would surely keep a close eye on me.“I don’t like this choker,” I whispered to Demian as the maids were getting out. For some reason, Demian had watched the whole time I got ready.“And I told you before, you need to wear it,” he said.“Can I ask you something?”“You already did.”“What’s wrong with the maids?” I asked. It was something that I had been wondering about since the moment I saw them. “They whispered along themselves a bit at the beginning. But then, they went quiet entirely. They are like puppets.”“They had their tongues cut,” Demian said.“What?”“They had their tongues cut,” he repeated.“I heard yo
Sully walked with a pause every once in a while, as if she needed time to breathe because she could not walk properly. She pretended to limp a little bit while straightening up every once to make it look like she was trying not to limp.She was a good actress. I almost smiled to myself as I watched her. She was doing well. Even better than I thought initially.As soon as we entered the dining hall, Father’s eyes fell on her, tracing the bruises on her body. Sully was wearing a long-sleeved dress, in an attempt to hide her bruises.Father’s face indicated that he did not suspect anything. He thought I truly beat up my wife. That was to be expected. I was good at painting. It was something that I could do very well since childhood. Of course, my skills improved over time.Sully bowed her head before Father. “I humbly apologize for my behavior. I… I was being stupid and I regret my choice of words intensely,” she said. Her voice trembled. Someone might think she was truly apologetic. How
“Tell me about your life at the academy,” Demian said.I thought for a while. No one, except for Jace and Selina, ever asked me about it. Father and Mother acted like I never went to the academy. As if those nine years never happened.Selina would like to hear about my life there. I would tell her stories about something my friends and I did.“It was fun,” I said. “One of the few moment I felt alive and free.”“Did you have friends there?” Damien asked. He sat on the couch, his feet in my lap. I gently massaged them. They were cold. For some reason, men’s feet were almost always cold.“You already know, Damien. You know everything about me,” I said with a sigh. “Why ask me?”“You had two friends. Leo and Maxi,” he said. “Anyone else?”“Not really. We three were close,” I said.“Where are they now? When have you last seen them?”“I hate when you act like you don’t know that already,” I said.“Do tell me. I like to hear things about you when you say them yourself,” he said.“Maxi is dea
I went to meet Jace today with Rose. His condition was not better, but not worse either. I sighed in relief and immediately felt the extent of the situation.Jace was awake. He was glaring at Rose.“I will give you two privacy,” she said and left which I did not think she would do. She was probably standing just outside the door, waiting to hear anything we said.“Oh, Jace,” I murmured and hugged him.“S-Sully…”“You look terrible. How bad they hurt you!”“I… have to… t-tell you something,” Jace said. His voice was shaky and very quiet, but insistent.***“Did he tell you everything?” Rose asked.I looked around her chamber. Everything was white. There was no sign of another color in her room. I was feeling dizzy.“I don’t understand. Why would you help us?” I asked. “When it was your plan to bring me here.”“I cannot and will not explain everything right away. You will have to wait till the hunt. After that, I will explain everything. But first, I need you to convince your family to g
Mother fussed over me a lot. She cried about my wounds and then cried about Sully. She asked me how she was and if she was hurt. I assured her that Sully was okay.But truth be told, I did not know. I did not like Sully with Demian Silverclaw, even though I did not know him well.Sully whispered into my ear that Demian helped me survive the game and that he was the one who shot arrows. She told me not to mention it to anyone, so I did not. I did not tell Rose about it either.That was why I believed Sully had a hold over Demian Silverclaw, since he listened to her and protected me. That was going against his own father. He still did it for Sully.In my opinion, telling Father of this would be a good idea. But I decided to listen to Sully. Since she told me not to tell anyone, I would not tell anyone. I valued her words more than anyone else’s.Selina put ointment on the whip marks on my back. They did not hurt as much as before, although there was always a tingle of pain when I tried
I stared at the man who the guards escorted to my father. He was filthy, his blond hair full of mud and filth, his clothes ripped from places. He had dried blood on his face and the parts of his body that was visible.The man was my brother, whom I could barely recognize.I wanted to hug him and bury my face in the crook of his neck, no matter how filthy he was. He was alive, at least.But I could not hug him since Father was asking him questions, without letting him to change and clean himself first.“Who let you out, you said?” Father asked. He had asked the same question before.“Rose Silverclaw, the daughter of Aunt Rosalia,” Jace answered.“Why did she help you?”“She doesn’t want to stay there, at such a monstrous place. She said her father makes her do cruel things that she doesn’t want to do. If she doesn’t do as her father says, he will get rid of her. She said she will help Sully too.”“Tell me everything about what is going on there and about your sister,” Father said.Jace
The fire almost burned the entire tower. It had been so big that it was almost impossible to control it. It took a while to bring the fire under control. By then, more than half the tower was burnt.It was where Kiara lived. When they brought her out, we could not recognize her. Her hair was burned off and her whole body was burnt. Red flesh peeked from under all the soot.She was dead. Well, that was no surprise. She was burned too badly.Before we could process this, the guards found Jace’s cell empty. When they came to notify Alexander of this, everyone turned immediately to me, as if I had something to do with it.“I don’t know how it happened!” I said quickly.“You don’t know?” Alexander asked, his voice dangerously on edge. “You fucking don’t know?”“She was with me,” Damien said calmly, pulling me back by my hand.“She was with you how?” Luke asked. “For all I know, she could have sneaked out to free her brother in some way, although she doesn’t look the type to be that much br
Demian took me more times than I could count. At some point, I lost consciousness, only to wake up with his cock inside me.It was morning. Demian and I went to have breakfast. I felt like everyone knew what we had been up to the previous night and could not look them in the eye.I was sore. It was hard to walk. That was even more humiliating.“Are you feverish?” Dela asked. “You don’t look well.”“No,” I said quickly. “I’m fine.”Demian smirked at me. I pretended not to notice.My back was hurting as well. Having sex for so long was not a good idea.Demian would not go out in a few days, which meant more sex. I was pretty sure Demian would want to. He had been touching me all the time since last night.I felt guilty about Ruben though. He was dead and we were… It was not like he was someone very close to me, yet I felt bad.I tried hard not to meet Rosalia’s eyes. That would make me feel even more guilty.After breakfast, Demian took me to our bedchamber straight away and we began wh
Damien rubbed his cock against my folds. I tensed up. I had never done this before. I only read about it.I was a little anxious. What if it was not as magical as I read in the books? What if it was boring? That was unlikely though. If Damien’s fingers could make me go crazy, his cock would make me feel something much more intense.He rubbed himself for a long time. And then, he entered. The tip first. Then a little more. More. And more. Until he was entirely inside me. He had entered slowly to not hurt me.I gasped, arching my back. It was much different from his fingers. With his fingers, I did not feel this much full.“Don’t hold your breath,” he said, his voice a little strained, as if he had a hard time talking. “Breathe out.” I did as I was told.He pulled himself out and before I knew it, he slammed his cock back inside. I cried out, digging my nails into his thighs over his pants.And the rhythm started. Damien was relentless as he mercilessly thrust inside and brought it out.
Demian’s hands pried my legs open. I felt vulnerable and at his mercy. It was something I liked, but also did not like. I was confused how I felt about this position.He was still fully clothed. I felt alone since I was the only one naked without any cloth covering my body parts. Not that I hated it. I quite enjoyed being looked upon. I liked the way Demian’s eyes feasted on my skin. I liked the thrill, the prospect of being devoured by him.He put his head between my legs and I shuddered as his warm breath fell on my folds. He rubbed them with his fingers.“You are already ready for me, my darling,” he said. His voice husky. I could hear the desire and want in his voice. It was making me want him even more. There was nothing more attractive than having a man want you as much as you want him, if not more. “Are you wet for me knowing what I will do to you? How I would fuck your cunt with my cock? Is that what you are thinking about?”I blushed and looked away. Demian had lit a few candl
I walked quickly to our room. I was not angry at Rose. How could I be angry at someone who lost her brother just yesterday? I could feel a little bit of her pain, but not all. I would not feel anything if Kyle died, but Jace… He was the brother I cared about. He was one of the most important people of my life.Well, I had an ulterior motive too when I visited Rose. I actually wanted to make sure whether she would go through with the plan or not. I did not ask her outright. It would seem too cruel.I opened the door to our chamber. There was no guard outside. Demian did not like having people outside our door. I did not like it either. Besides, it was weird to have someone near who could hear whatever Demian and I were doing.I walked in. The room was dark. Why did the maids not lit the candles?Someone grabbed me by the throat and pressed me against the wall as he closed the door with another hand. Just by the touch, I knew it was Demian. Besides, there was the particular scent about
Ruben was not just my twin. He was a part of me. When he decided to jump out of the window, he decided to leave me behind.I took a look into the mirror. Instead of my red eyes and puffy cheeks, I saw Ruben there- standing after a long time. He was always in bed. I could not remember the last time I saw him standing.Yet, he had enough strength to walk to the window and jump out.I did not believe anyone threw him through the window. It was not like I did not think our family members could not do it. They certainly could, but why would they do it? They did not have any reason to kill someone who never posed as a threat. Ruben had been sickly and bed-ridden. He could not stand for more than a minute without his knees buckling beneath him.Now he was gone. I would not hear him say my name. I could not even remember the last thing he said to me. I tried many times to remember. What kind of sister did not remember what her brother last said to her? I felt terrible. No matter how much I tr
My mother gave a dagger to me, which I carried with me all the time. Her father gave it to her when she was young. She passed it on to me when I was nine.“Look at the red stone on it,” my mother said as I sat beside her on the grassy ground of the garden. Mother loved to spend time in the garden under the clear sky, surrounded by trees and flowers. “It looks like your eyes.”“We have the same eyes, Mother,” I said.“My father was gifted the stone by a merchant. It reminded him of my eyes. So he had a dagger made and adorned it with the red stone. He then gave it to me on my ninth birthday,” she said. Mother adored her father. Whenever she talked of him, her eyes would shine brightly. “Now, it belongs to you.”Red eyes were very rare. My mother got her red eyes from her grandmother from her mother’s side. Among my mother’s children, only I had red eyes. Mother said the dagger belonged to me because of my eyes.“When you have children, you will give it to your red eyed child. Only one