"Who asked you to comment about my choice?"Both Mason and Fiona looked ahead while Sasha slowly turned around only to meet his intense gaze. He was standing near the corner of the corridor, leaning against the wall with his sturdy arms crossed over his sturdy chest, and his ankles crossed together. He was in his usual royal dressing, indicating that he hadn't gone to sleep yet.Fiona immediately bowed at him but neither Sasha nor Mason bowed at him which was quite suspicious for Sasha. Shouldn't Mason be the one bowing at him?Surprisingly, he remained the same."Mason asked," Mason said with a shrug of his shoulder and Ragnar narrowed his eyes on him. "What were you two doing?" Ragnar asked, eyeing both Mason and Fiona before his gaze settled down back on Sasha. "This was the first time Mason was seeing Sasha, so just an introduction." Fiona made an excuse and Sasha passed her a side eye before matching Ragnar's gaze. "Since when did your people start lying to you?" Sasha asked and
Sasha sat on the sofa in front of the window with her elbows resting on the sill as she stared outside at the city that surrounded the castle. She wondered if the people who lived there were the same as their king. Were they hostile or friendly? Was the atmosphere down there humanely or terrifying, surrounded by the scent of blood?While she was pondering on this, the door of her room was knocked and a maid stepped inside. She bowed to Sasha and told her that her husband, King Jasper, sought her. Yesterday's events raked her mind and she went stiff for a while. Nevertheless, she left her comfort zone to see Jasper.The great Jasper who choked her to death yesterday, yanked half of her hair out of her scalp and called her a whore even with his half-crippled form. Sasha entered his room and like usual, he was sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard.He was reading a book but he closed it as soon as Sasha stepped inside. She was quite nervous, wondering if he had forgotten
"I-I got lost." She barely managed to let out those words. Her heartbeat was picking up an abnormal pace like usual whenever he was around. The side of his lips curved up in a smirk."Since you got lost...how about you let me get lost in yourself as well?" Though those words were supposed to be romantic but they didn't make her heart flutter, they made her gut twist in dread."That w-was not heart f-fluttering." She stammered pulling her face a little back because he was too close."So was it gut-wrenching?" He asked and she barely nodded. She was surprised at how easily he read her. She was like an open book to him, he could read her like poetry while he, despite being an open book, was downright unreadable by her."Either way, it makes me hard for you." He said and grabbed her hand, putting it right on his hard d*ck making her flinch as she stared down in horror. She just couldn't get over the fact of how big he was and how always-most of the time he was hard around her."A-Are yo
They are vague...But...They are there...The memories.Sasha pushed away from him, fighting to breathe as she stared at him shocked. Her eyes snapped to the trunk of the tree before meeting his muted gaze that was void of any darkness or evilness.His muted gaze was the most lethal of them all. You just couldn't understand what he was up to."W-What was that?" She forced the words out of her mouth."What do you think?" His calmness was scaring her. She preferred his psycho-lunatic side more than this one. "I..." She was baffled. Her mind was forcing her thoughts to take the path he was pointing at but her heart was in a denial phase. "My p-past..." She trailed off, not knowing what to say yet her mind was in chaos.He stepped towards her and she unconsciously stepped back. "Our past." He corrected her and she swallowed thickly. Tears burned the back of her eyes when she realized that she was something to him even in her past life. He however never died and was still living in those
It has been three days since she came to know that her family was alive and that they were cursed. It has been three days since she came to know that she was related to him in her past life and maybe she was the cause of his destruction which led to her current life being miserable despite having no relation with the past.She never believed in past lives until all of this.What were they like?If she was the cause of his destruction then why were they making love under the tree?Maybe, she betrayed him.She had the same face as that woman and there was no excuse for her not to admit that she was the same woman from back then because of all the dreams she had up till now.Sasha had been avoiding Ragnar like a plague ever since and he also was barely around. More like she could avoid him because he was letting her.She had been keeping herself beside Jasper and has been staying in his room ever since. She doesn't sleep at night either, scared that if she woke up she would find herself
'Didn't I tell you...there is no escape from me?'The wind was cold and harsh yet it felt nothing against her figure, it was like the wind had slowed down and the temperature had dropped to its lowest degree but she just couldn't stop trembling despite being wrapped in layers of clothes. Was it the weather that had her trembling or the man in front of her who sat on his horse with the arrogance of a proud monster?He wasn't peering at her, his demons were.The demons he finally unleashed over her.The fight slowly broke around her. The vampires were effortlessly taking down the guards as if they were just playing with their food.Jasper, who stumbled out of the carriage with his blade in his left hand, watched the commotion in utmost confusion and shock upon seeing his guards being killed by the troop. He tried to fight but unfortunately came across Mason.Sasha snapped out of the trance and stared at Jasper and Mason in shock as they both strode up to each other. They looked ready to
Upon reaching the castle, he dragged her inside on her half-dead legs. She kept tripping and he kept dragging her to god knows where. The maid and servant passing by gave no reaction other than bowing to Ragnar.The back of her eyes burned.He was most of the time gentle with her but right now he was anything but gentle. His grip on her wrist was painfully lethal.She immediately recognized where he was taking her. To the main hall where he showed his true self to her, where she saw him for the first time after two years.The main gates were already opened and the moment he dragged her inside, her heart dropped upon witnessing all the higher-ups of his kingdom sitting on their respective chairs on either side in a perfect lane. Among them were Fiona, Mason, and the old man named Asher.Sasha's eyes traveled to Jasper who was kneeling down in the middle of the hall. For some reason, her heart was painfully constricted upon seeing him like this. A king like him was being peered upon lik
"Bring the divorce papers," Ragnar ordered one of his men and both Jasper and Sasha's eyes widened. Divorce papers? He was getting them divorced. It was not like they were in any kind of real relationship other than the label that was stamped on their foreheads.They were here to celebrate their wedding ceremony and now they were getting divorced instead of the ceremony. Fucked up change of events. It didn't bother both of them but what the future beholds after this had them, especially her. They forcefully made Jasper sign the papers.Though this all shit wasn't necessary near Ragnar, he wasn't really amused by all the scene going on before his eyes so he diverted his attention to her. He kept rubbing the side of her waist while quietly staring at her.He was doing this divorce shit just so she wouldn't faint after knowing what he was about to do. In fact, she would faint but the impact might be less when he would lash that peasant away from her beautiful life.His left-hand fingers
*A year later*The month of November.THE VALLEY OF GONDEN One of the most beautiful valleys existing within the mountains of the Gonden. The half frozen waterfall had a calm sound to it, the sun rays casting on that waterfall giving it a shimmery look, one so sightful that it was hard to look away from it.Within the valley, a clan of a strong bloodline was colonized.The sky had a soft glow to it that casted on the valley from above the mountains that had a little snow decorated on them. The valley of Gonden wasn't a land of heavy winter, it sure snowed here but not much as compared to other places. The clan was roaring with humanity. The kids were running around, chasing each other. A shepherd leading his flock nearby the valley within the tall grass that swayed with the wind.The clan market was bustling with people and within that market was a famous tea house filled with people. In the corner of that tea house sat a couple.Ragnar and Sasha.Though among commoners they still lo
Her drenched figure bounced on the king-sized bed as a gasp escaped her lips. Before Sasha could catch her bearings he was already on top of her, devouring her neck with rough, open-mouthed kisses."Ahhh," She moaned, her hands shot up to his shoulders. Trying to pull away but he didn't even budge, instead he tightened his grip on her waist. If she knew he would get jealous like this she wouldn't have asked the guard to practice with her but then again it was her fault because she forgot how possessive he could be."Ahhh, calm down," She breathed, her chest heaving up and down as he continued to brutally devour her neck. His wet silver strands stuck to his back as water dripped down his chin and clothes. He was really going to make a mess out of her and she knew there was no way back.Ironically, she wanted that to happen. How badly she had gotten used to him.He grabbed her neck and looked down at her, a fury of jealousy dancing in his eyes as he growled against her face. "Calm down?
*A week later* "Drink." Ragnar commanded rather sternly as he put the glass filled with blood in front of Sasha on the breakfast table. For the past week she had been sick because of the turning process and was now finally out of bed. Though she was craving blood but her mind still hadn't processed that she was a vampire and needed to drink this nasty shit to go on."Ewww!" Sasha made a puking face making Ragnar narrow his eyes on her rather comically."I've never seen such a vampire like you." He said almost sounding disappointed and she glared at him. "Well now you see." She said, sounding exactly like him. They were picking each other's traits. Ragnar blinked several times with a constant narrow gaze, telling her he wasn't playing around. "Drink or you will fall sick again." He said and her eyes widened. "Vampires get sick too?" Sasha said and he sighed. "You just did, silly." He said. "It's like raising a child." He whispered under his breath and she heard him. She glared at him
"Can you give me a favor?" Sasha asked.Sasha placed a bouquet of roses on the grave with the tombstone having the name Rayla carved on it with gold. Once she placed the bouquet, she straightened up and stepped back, staring at the two graves of Rayla and Leona. Ragnar buried them in the royal graveyard of the Kastron Kingdom. A sigh escaped her lips as she closed her eyes and joined her hands together, praying for their peace in the afterlife as Fiona who was standing beside her did the same.Once they were done, they finally let their hands fall to their side as they quietly gazed at the two graves now having flower bouquets placed on them by Sasha."Why did you want to come here?" Fiona asked, the wind blew past them making their hair twirl around it. "You seem to look quite interested in the shattered stone as well." Fiona said what she noticed about Sasha yesterday. Sasha smiled softly, gazing down at the graves with a hint of sadness in her eyes."I had a dream of them." Sash
A week later*In the dining hall during lunchtime."Here, eat more," Ragnar said, putting five more chicken wings on Sasha's plate. Her eyes widened. She was already struggling to finish the previous wings he had put on her plate. "Mm, no way." She said, putting the cleaned bone on the plate and sliding the plate away. With his fingertips, Ragnar slid the plate back in front of her. "You haven't eaten much. You need to increase your appetite." "My appetite is enough for someone like me," Sasha replied, sliding the plate away."And someone like you is too weak for your own good," Ragnar said, sliding the plate back in front of her as he gulped down some blood that was resting in his glass."That barely made sense," Sasha said and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief."It did to me," Ragnar said and Sasha sighed. He was always up for an argument. For the past few days, they had gotten closer and Sasha never thought there would be a time that she would enjoy being with him instead of fe
Sasha gripped the bedsheet for her dear life. Even the strong headboard of the bed was hitting the wall violently because of his brutal thrust. She felt completely overstimulated and overwhelmed while being under him like that as he took her like a beast in heat. "Ahh sl-slower," She could barely manage to let a few words out. "Huh? Faster?" He asked, a devilish smirk plastered on his handsome features as he went even faster making her eyes widen. She was a moaning and trembling mess. All she could do was lay under him and take it till it was over.At this point it wasn't even painful, it was just too much pleasure for her to handle. She felt like she would go unconscious. "Ahhh," She cried out in pleasure, his grip tightening on her waist as he went harder. Her legs that were on his shoulder, powerlessly fell down between the curve of his arms.Sasha gripped the bedsheet even tighter, her body was completely wrecked under his control. He was claiming her to his heart's content. He
"You know what? Fuck everything and bon appetit." He kissed her chest making her gasp.Sasha put her trembling hands on his shoulders when he began to pull the string of her dress with his teeth. His hands went inside her gown and squeezed her soft thighs. He'd be exploring her body before she could. She might have a lot of scars from the last battle and she doesn't even know how hideous they might look.He pulled the gown up till her stomach, exposing her bare legs and undergarment to his hungry eyes. He squeezed her thighs while his teeth continued to pull the strings of her gown."Hmm you have weakened." He said while massaging her thighs. Of course, she had. She was asleep for a year with no proper meal or exercise. "No worries, I know how to fatten you up." He mused and began to plant open-mouthed kisses on her neck making her whimper and moan. "The smell of your blood is delicious." He growled, licking the area where her pulse was beating. He wanted to suck her blood but restra
"Your husband, Ragnar. He is back."Her fast footsteps echoed in the corridor, the maids immediately made way for their queen as she sprinted past them while holding onto her floral sleeping gown that she hadn't changed from. The drums got louder the more she got nearer to the main terrace of the castle. Her steady heartbeat now thumping abnormally in her chest.The anticipation was gnawing at her flesh.Sasha opened the door of the main terrace from where she could have a clear look of him entering. Her hands grabbing the railing and body moving forward as she stared at his caravan.Her eyes shone even brighter when the sun rays struck them. Before her was her Ragnar, he sat proudly on his stallion. His silver locks which he had cut short were now back to their longer length, they swayed in the air giving his overwhelmingly handsome presence some extra points. He was walking towards the main door of the castle and right above that main door was the main terrace where Sasha stood.He
PRESENT AUTHOR POVThe birds danced around the Kastron castle, chirping in delight. The fresh sun rays cast a beautiful glow on the darkness of the castle, some of the rays seeping through the curtains that shadowed the within of the castle.The wind played around, caressing the curtains and making them flutter. Within that peace of the castle, laid Sasha on her King-sized bed. The pillow beneath her head drenched as tears streamed down her temples. She looked like she was having a bad dream but the tears soon stopped streaming when her eyes slowly opened, taking the first thing in her sight that was the Royal ceiling.Her gaze danced around the room and she realized that she was in their room. Her and Ragnar's room but the latter was nowhere to be seen. "Agh," with a groan spilling out of her lips, she slowly sat up on the bed, her gaze still dancing around the room. It seemed to her that she hadn't been here for so long. Sasha looked down at her drenched pillow and then back at h