Logan tried to achieve immense power, not knowing that he had just written his own death.He thought he could tame the beast after taking his lover's life, not knowing he just unleashed the monster.Ragnar crawled over to Grace and scooped her weak body in his arms. He struggled to breathe, the tears poured down his eyes as he caressed her cheek. "No, you can't d-die." He said while shaking his head. The scene looked kinda familiar. Something that I too experienced with him.Logan walked back on his throne and settled down so casually as if he just didn't ruin life for a lifetime. Ragnar cried while holding onto her, he had no words to say any more while she on the other hand kept apologizing to him. She also made him promise her to not let anyone turn her into a vampire while her blood still ran in her veins. Her bloodied hand caressed his cheek one last time before it fell down on the floor all lifeless. This was exactly what she experienced with him at the moment of her own demis
My pupils dilated and orbs throbbed when they landed on the two figures that entered through the gate. Rayla and Leona.I stared at the two figures in utter shock while slowly standing up. Makaria followed my actions, her gaze too unwaveringly fixated on the two ladies.This was something familiar to the beginning but instead of Grace here, it was me.Their long hair fluttered in the air, despite being the witches, they looked like fallen angels. Surprisingly I felt no animosity towards Rayla, instead of animosity there was empathy brewing inside me for her.Their aura was strong, and their gait held power. This was it, this was the end.The final phase.They paused in front of me, both of their eyes taking in my form before traveling towards Makaria. Makaria hesitantly stepped forward, opened her arms, and embraced both the girls. Leona instantly hugged her back but Rayla was a little hesitant until she too embraced her back.No words were shared for a while. The hug was silent yet
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
"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
"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
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
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
"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 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