[A Maiden…]Chosen from birth to live beside a powerful King, my life hasn't been a bed of roses. The life of a Maiden is solitary. Never to be touched. Never to be looked upon. Never to be spoken to. Never to experience pleasure. Whilst waiting for the day of her Ascension; waiting for the day she gets owned by a King. But I haven't exactly kept to all those rules, now have I? I have made mistakes most Maidens will never dare to make. I have been touched. I have been looked upon. And I most definitely have experienced pleasure with the wrong people. All those rules I have broken, all have repercussions. And I will suffer the consequences soon enough. But then again, I never chose to live this life. I would rather live a quiet life in a far away land with twelve cats. I never wanted to live in an enormous castle, battling my feelings for two Kings. But the choice has never been mine.[A Queen…]Once a maiden. Now, a Queen. The Queen of Alkhemi. Or should I call myself the Queen of Not
[ IN WHICH HE OWNS HER AS HIS QUEEN ] SIN'S POV: “Sin!” November calls out.I hear her voice over the distance, followed by the heavy pounding of her feet as she chases after me. Despite her harsh and erratic breathing, she does not slow down her pace, neither does she stop following me. “Sin! Please. Don't walk away from me.” Something stirs within me as her silky-smooth voice reaches my ears. So, I stop. My shoulders are hunched up as the tension swirls around that area. My fists are clenched as I fight back the urge to lash out, which might worsen the current situation. I cannot turn around to stare her in the eyes. If I do, I will shatter into a million pieces. The sight of her alone is enough to bring me to my knees; she is still oblivious to the power she holds over me. “Sin?” Her soft voice begs, and I can feel her closer than ever. “Can you please look at me?”I keep my back turned to her. I originally stormed out of the ceremony to save myself from crumbling down in fr
warning: this chapter of The King's Maiden is marked mature, because of the following reasons; explicit sexual scenes, sensual content and mature language.[ IN WHICH SHE IS OWNED BY HER KING ] With the blindfold on, I can't see a thing. Only feel. “Why were you sad?” I hear Sin speak as he parts my thighs, exposing my cunt. “I do not like it whenever a frown is on that pretty face of yours.” He runs an experienced finger down the smooth, damp skin leading to my opening. God, help me. I begin to pant as his touch makes the minute hairs on my skin stand up. His touch sends electricity to every nerve in my body and jolts them awake. Honestly, I have missed the way his fingers felt on my skin; I honestly can’t imagine how I managed to abstain from him this long. “Sorry, I made you sad, sweetheart.” He apologizes in an innocent voice, but there is a huge juxtaposition between everything he does and the tone in his voice. He lightly dances the pad of his finger against my pulsing clit,
[ IN WHICH SHE HEARS VOICES ] ... [the sky starts to drip with blood from the moment i wake up] ... My eyes snap open at the sound of the husky, female voice. Panting with sweat beads on my forehead, I search around the room for someone, but I find out that I am all alone in the room. If I hadn't heard the voice clearly in my head, I would have thought that I was truly alone in the room. But I heard the echoes in my head and ears. And it means that I am not alone in the room. Someone is with me. I can feel an unsettling presence floating around me. On the massive bed, I snap my head to the curtains. I can feel the unsettling presence lurking behind the curtains, staring at me. Quickly, I snap my head to the wardrobe, and I can feel it —whatever it is— I can feel that it will pop out of the wardrobe any second. That which I cannot see haunts me, getting me paranoid. My pulse rises, and my heart begins to beat faster. Its aura is menacing, troubling and there is something definitely
[ IN WHCH SHE MEETS A NEW THREAT ] The leaves rustle against each other, motioned by the wind. The gentle swishing sounds reach my ears, reminding me of the essence of nature – the essence of the beautiful things that surround me. As I walk down the path where trees have been lined up on each sides, the muffled sound of leaves envelopes me. With how serene and calm the environment is, it promises that today will be a good day for me, despite the day starting off with negative affirmations in my head. Currently, I am outside of the Palace walls. I can’t call the Grand Alkhemi a Mansion anymore, for the King and Queen resides in it. It is a Palace. Our palace. The wind picks up, and I know the reason for this. The wind acknowledges the presence of Sin. The King. “Good morning, my queen.” I look ahead of me. Right there in the massive fields of grasses, Sin is stood there with two white horses behind him. With a gentle, excited smile on my face, I walk towards him, and the leaves fa
warning: this chapter of The King's Maiden is marked mature. viewer discretion is advised.[ IN WHICH SHE IS FACED WITH A THREAT ] (a few hours before she spots the threat) The unique smell of horses reach my nostrils as I inch closer to the white horse that the King has prepared for me. Still at the King's Mansion, I brace myself to settle on the tall animal. The horse has been groomed, tacked up and warmed up also. So, I proceed with assurance that I wouldn't get kicked off the horse and get myself injured. Sin stands behind me, as his hands guide me up gently, only letting go once I have straddled both legs on the horse's back. The feel of the leather saddle on my butt makes me a little uncomfortable, so I adjust myself until it feels soothing. I have heard that smells from horses can stay with a person for a very long time. And I'm sure after the ride around the Kingdom, Sin and I will smell like nothing, but horses. But despite this, I don't see this as a bad thing— it just
[ IN WHICH SHE DISCOVERS THE NEW THREATS ] My eyes slowly peel open and light floods in. For the first few seconds, I blink rapidly, trying my best to get used to the feeling of being awake. My head throbs, making me aware that I have pushed myself to the limit; exhausted myself beyond how my body would like. Who knows how long I have been unconscious for and how many dead souls made it through the gate? With my eyes partly opened, I notice a few things.The first things I recognize is a white ceiling, and with heavy eyes, I move my head to see several artifacts and then, my eyes spot golden curtains that block the light rays from seeping in. But what my eyes do not spot is a human sitting beside me on the bed. "You are up." My heart rate picks up at the sudden sound of a female's voice. I snap my eyes to the left to see a woman sitting beside me on the bed; a strange woman; a woman I have never seen before. Startled, I jerk up from the mattress, hurriedly moving away from her.
[ IN WHICH SHE HEARS THE UGLY TRUTH ] The space between my brows furrow. “What do you mean? What is this? How is this possible?” I shake my head as the questions fly out of my mouth. It is all so confusing that my head starts to hurt, trying to absorb his words. “I am being honest with you,” Sin calmly says. I sit up, propping my elbows on the bed. “Seven deadly sins.” My eyes slowly move towards them. With so much curiosity and uncertainty in my brown eyes, I assess them and every slight movements they make. While watching them, I realize they all have one thing in common, and that is beauty. Beauty that has never been seen by humankind. I guess Jacqueline still stands correct when she said: "Why do you think the most beautiful people have the most wicked hearts?" Asides from this, there's another physical trait that ties them together; they are all tall with perfect bodies, and symmetrical faces. The same way Sin appears in the mere human eye. But one of the seven looks a little
[SIN’S EULOGY] I am cursed. I have been cursed to never find love. It is a curse placed on me by God to forever live my life in bitterness and loneliness. It is the price I have to pay for waging war against Him and leaving the Heavens behind. I am sorry I dragged you into this mess. I am sorry you had to suffer with me, November. And because of this, I will let you rest. I will not reincarnate you this time. I will not put you through this rivalry and madness again. It is hard to let you go, but I know it is what I need to do. I will let you go. I will let you go, Gwyneth. I will let you go, Faye Donovan. I will let you go, November Starkey. It is time for you to rest. You have been an impeccable Queen over the years. The whole Kingdom thanks you. I just wish those years were longer. You always get taken away from me when I need you the most. Or maybe that is how it was always meant to be. I was meant to never have you. You solved the riddle. Rome’s death was the only way
warning: you may cry.[ IN WHICH SHE DIES ]November’s last p.o.v —Rome’s body trembles beneath the sword. Rome has been stabbed in the heart with his own sword. He died by his own sword, both literally and metaphorically. I watch as he immediately drops to the ground. Veins pop out of his neck, head, and hands as he starts to lose oxygen. Rome’s bloodshot eyes glare angrily at me. I can see him fighting his own death, so I push the sword in deeper so that he can't fight it.This time, I have not been possessed by Faye’s vengeful spirit. This time, it is I, November Starkey that has decided to kill. I kill Rome, because it is what that is needed to be done. This is what I should have done a long time ago.“The Kings have to leave for a purer world.” I say as tears well in my eyes. I do not know why I am weeping at this moment. Well, I guess it would make me a total psycho if I don’t feel any type of pain after killing someone. “You are polluting this world, Rome. Your rivalry with th
[ IN WHICH ROME DIES ]NOVEMBER’S P.O.V —I slam the sword onto the metal bar. The action causes a clanging sound to echo through the Castle.The most important thing that the disturbing sound does is that it causes the Lycan to drop to the ground. Since he is at his highest level of power, it means that his senses are at the highest level as well. He gets triggered by his heightened sense of hearing. Rome’s monstrous voice growls in irritation as his hairy hands clutch his ears. I watch him with teary eyes as he drops to the ground.I don’t stop there.I keep on hitting the metal bar with the steel sword.Sin’s eyes search the room for the source of the sound. Confusion swirls in his grey eyes when he sees me with the sword. His size slowly decreases as his anger turns into confusion. I watch with teary eyes as his wings shrink to normal size.I stop when Rome has attained his normal size as well.Now, he is naked, but I don’t pry my eyes away. It is normal for a wereanimal to have n
[ IN WHICH SHE MAKES A DEATHLY DECISION ]… [you have conceived a child. Luca isn’t telling a lie] …Tears form in my eyes. “No.” I stare at Luca’s face which has now assumed the color of his red hair due to the reduction in oxygen. “It can’t be.”“Please, don’t tell me you are in doubt.” He grumbles. “You sleep with a man, without contraceptives and expect to not get pregnant? Come on. It can be. You exhibited all of the signs. The morning sickness. The emotional instability. The nausea and the pain.”Right there on the floor, I start to hyperventilate.My hands start to shake.Am I not too young to carry a child? I would be twenty soon, but right now, I am nineteen years old with a child growing inside of me. What is this? This wasn’t supposed to happen. I did notice that I didn’t get my period while I served as Queen, but I always thought it had something to do with my awakening as Faye Donovan. Faye Donovan is dead. My blood is black which clearly means that I died. Dead people ca
[ IN WHICH SHE LEARNS A SHOCKING TRUTH ] NOVEMBER’S P.O.V — I rise from the ground. The air is musky. Dust particles has polluted the air. My throat closes up at the reduction in oxygen and I begin coughing hard. Tears well up in my eyes at the painful action, but soon, my lungs grow accustomed to the dirt in the air. I take in deep breaths before I begin walking. Waving my hands in the air, I try to push the smoke and dust out of the air so I can see, but it is of no use. The dust settles in the air, refusing to leave. Realizing that my efforts are useless, I blindly pave my way through the Castle. I blink several times to get a clear vision of my surroundings. That’s when I see the body of the sorcerer laying half-dead in a corner. “Lake!” I yell as I hurry towards him. I drop to my knees instantly. I pick his body into my arms, shaking him awake. It doesn’t work. Lake continues to lay unconsciously in my arms. His arms fall to his side, limply. There is no blood on his cloth
[ IN WHICH SHE HAS TO SAVE BOTH KINGS ] NOVEMBER’S P.O.V — In no time, we get to the Castle. However we stop in our tracks when we spot something unsusual — the gates. The gates are always shut and heavily guarded. But not this time. This time it has been left wide open and unguarded. “Seems Sin has already made an entrance.” Lake squats, and when he rises back to his feet, he holds a huge black feather in his hands. It is the feather from Sin’s wings. “We have to get inside now.” I nod. We leave the feather laying there on the ground as we run past the gates. Once we get inside, we spot a crowd of guards gathered at the door. Their voices are louder now that we stand close to them. They’re all speaking in a thousand tongues, so I cannot decipher what it is they are arguing about. But from the looks of it, it seems that they are struggling to get the Castle doors open. “Come on.” I tap Lake on the shoulder, and he follows me. We both run towards the guards surrounding the Cas
[ IN WHICH SHE DEBATES ON THE LYCAN KING’S DEATH ] NOVEMBER'S P.O.V —“Hurry up, Lake!” I scream, not bothering to look behind me. “We need to get there on time.”“Queen November, wait up.”“There's no time, Lake. Let's go!” That's when a hand pulls me back, forcefully. I whip my head around, my curls slapping me in the process. Once I have been forced to a stop, my chest begins to rise and fall as I pant, struggling to breathe. “Why don't we think this through for a minute, huh?” Lake asks me, panting hard as well. We are both tired. We would kill for the opportunity to find shelter and catch our breaths. We have been running through Lucian City, trying our best to get to the Castle as fast as we can. The King had let his wings out and flown over to the Kingdom. He is fast. We are slow. If we waste any more time, Rome might have already been killed by Sin. “There's no time for that, Lake.” I glance in the direction of the Castle. “We need to get to the Castle. He could be killin
[ IN WHICH SHE TALKS ABOUT LYCAN BLOOD ]I feel worse than I did earlier this morning.My hands grip the sheets as I try to reposition myself on it.After my interaction with Luca on the roof, I immediately called on Eirene to help me back to my chambers. I couldn’t walk on my own. I felt dizzy, weak, and felt like throwing up for the second time. Eirene had noticed this and quickly informed the maids. When nothing they could do helped with my fever, they called on Lake. He did all he could to help. His sorcery of healing and medicine helped bring my fever down. But I still feel like something is wrong with me. Something or someone is still swirling within me, and it doesn't feel good.… [there is something wrong with you] …Her voice echoes in the empty room.“Yeah, no shit. You don’t think I know?” I groan in pain as I try to sit up on the bed.… [no, i don’t think you know] …“What are you trying to say, Faye?” I complain.My headache gets worse each time I open my mouth to speak.
[ IN WHICH ROME DECIDES TO SETTLE ] ROME'S P.O.V —“You are here.” I say.There's a ruffling sound behind me, and then, his voice sounds. “It seems you have been expecting me.” “Yes, I have been expecting you for a weeks now. We haven't spoken in a while. I figured you were due for another visitation.” I turn around to face him. When I catch the livid expression on his face, I decide to add, “Also, I could hear your heart beating angrily in your chest from many kilometers away.” Lust has a grim expression as he glares at me. “Good,” he says. “Then you know that I am furious. That I am angry with you.”With a sigh leaving my lips, I straighten my clothes. I do not want to have a conversation with Lust this early in the morning, but knowing how he is, he wouldn't let this slide until I give him my ears. “Don't you think it is too early to be angry?” I say as I turn my back to him, facing the full-length mirror. “And don't you think you shouldn't provoke me?” I move my hands to my