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The Last Confessor
The Last Confessor
Author: Kebby NG

Prologue

Author: Kebby NG
last update Last Updated: 2021-07-09 04:50:45

The throne room was quiet as he walked in, all the subjects bowing their heads in both fear and respect. 

Not even a single sound was heard, only the sounds of his boots, as they marched against the concrete floor. 

The aura could be felt - that deadly aura. And that was, perhaps, one of things that brought him so much respect and fear from people.

His hands were crossed behind his back as he walked in and sat on his high throne. But the subjects dare not lift their heads, not until he permits them to. 

"Long live the King" they chorused as soon as they noticed him sitting. 

There was a long silence, as he rested his chin and touched his lower lip with his thumb. 

There was not a single person in the hall, that he was older than. He was just 28, yet gained so much respect. 

"You may rise" he finally gave the command and they lifted their heads, in relief. 

He didn't stare at any of them, but they knew what was next. 

Shortly, he was brought in - the injured guard. 

He limped painfully, his hand over his hurting belly, until he got closer to the throne and knelt in front of the young King. 

"Long live my King" he did the normal routine, his head bowed.

But one could tell he was in pains - and not just pains, but fear as well.

"I'm sorry, My King. But we lost her. We tried all we could to capture her, but she used her powers on one of my men, turning him against us. And in the end, everyone of them died. I'm the only survivor" he explained with hard gulps. 

He was as scared as a man close to death could feel. 

The subjects had so many thoughts running through their minds, but they dare not murmur - not when they were in front of the King. 

King Caesar was silent for a long while.

"You're trying to say....you lost her?" he finally spoke up, his voice so calm, words so soft.

"Yes, my King. Forgive my incompetence". 

King Caesar stood up and walked gracefully to the table behind the throne. His steps were slow, but smart. 

"You went on a mission with 8 men - to capture a single lady. Yet, only one of you returned". He said lowly as he touched the weapons on the table. 

The guard was almost shivering.

For a long while, there was silence, suspense. 

But not until he spoke out. 

"You're worst than a failure". 

And with that, he took a dagger and turning swiftly, he threw it right at him, in such an incredible way, it landed straight into his chest. 

He groaned as blood oozed from his mouth. And in a split second, he was lying on the floor. Cold. 

And dead. 

Cold shivers ran through the veins of the subjects, as they whimpered in fear, praying vehemently they don't victim at all.

King Caesar, his hands crossed behind his back, walked back to his throne and took his seat. 

"Take more men" he said to the two guards in the room. 

"Go in search of the confessor. I want her found by all means.

"No matter what, make sure she doesn't die. I want her alive". He paused and took in q deep breath.

"I have so many plans in store for her". 

Silence.

"Yes, My King" the guards bowed and left.

*

*

Her name is Isabelle. And she's the last confessor - the last of her kind. 

Of course, they were more than that. But, not until her village was ambushed few days ago by the King's guards, and every one of her kind died. All the confessors were killed. 

The confessors - they were females with special powers of compulsion. They had the ability to turn a man into their slaves and do every single thing they desire. And it'd go on for as long as the confessor was alive. 

King Caesar was a victim of this. He was a slave to one of the confessors and worshipped her. All he could think of, day and night, was pleasing his mistress. 

The confessor was not all that nice, as she made him kill his parents. 

He had no control of himself and didn't know what he was doing. But finally, the spell was broken and he coming back to his senses, he realized all that he's done and lost. He realized how he'd been in bondage for years, and even killed his own parents. 

It broke him.

He mourned for months, trying to get over it, but couldn't. The confessors had fled and went into hiding, but unfortunately, their hideout was discovered - somehow- and they were ambushed.

Every one of them died, except her - Isabelle. 

She was the sister to the confessor who had enslaved the King and she was the only one lucky enough to escape. 

Although, her sister was thought to be dead, but her body was yet to be found.

Isabelle tried all she could to hide from the King, but it turned out impossible for her as the King hunted her tirelessly.

But what was the vengeful King's plans for her?

Was her sister really dead?

And would she remain the last of her kind forever? 

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    She ran through the woods, panting heavily, her back already aching.they were almost closing up on her, and she knew she needed a way to distract them, to get rid of them.Her breath was already faltering, and running pass a hole, she came out to another part of the forest where she slided to a big tree and hid behind it.Her white garment was already stained and she tried to pack them up so no traces would be found when the guards come running by.Her plan was to hide behind the tree and pray the guards run pass her, without seeing her. Because she couldn't afford being found.She breathed heavily as she leaned against the tree, and soon, their sounds of their boots were heard. She shut her eyes and prayed fervently they continue running without seeing her, but to her outmost disappointment, she heard them stop.Oh! Damn it.She opened her eyes, still panting and wondering why they sto

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  • The Last Confessor   Chapter 6

    King Caesar sat in a comfy manner on his throne, his thumb rubbing his lower lip, while the confessor was brought in by his guards.His subjects were in the hall as well, standing accordingly on each side and watched as the confessor was brought in, her hands tied behind her.Caesar's cold eyes didn't leave her face for a second, Isabelle also fixed her eyes on him and finally, she was placed on her knees in front and him.She was scared to the teeth, but tried as much as possible not to show it.She looked up at the King for a while, and when the silence stretched, she lowered her gaze to the floor."Hmm" He finally let out a sigh and moved his thumb from his lip."Tell me this is a dream. Isabelle Zorander - the last confessor on earth - kneeling in front of me".His voice was so calm and gentle as he spoke, but Isabelle knew there were so many hidden intentions behind it.His face cr

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    Isabelle's heart thumped heavily as she stood behind him. Her hands were literally shaking, but she turned them into fists - nervous fists. Caesar didn't hear any sound or movement and he knew instantly that she was yet to undress. He turned with blazing eyes and confirmed the knowledge. She was still fully dressed and didn't look like she had any plans of undressing. "Do I have to repeat myself?" He asked hoarsely and Isabelle lowered her gaze to the floor.She could feel her entire system shaking. "Please...." She forced herself to say. That was all she could think of doing at the moment. "You can do anything to me - but not this". If Caesar had wanted to change his mind, seeing Isabelle plead against it had completely ruined everything. He needed something that'd hurt her pretty bad, something she didn't like. And seeing how scared she was of this, it just willed his detetmination.&nbs

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  • The Last Confessor   Acknowledgment

    This is note of appreciation to my lovely readers, The Goodnovel, and to everyone who worked with me in ensuring that I deliver an excellent Story.I want to to sincerely appreciate all the readers that took their time to follow our story right from the first episode to the last one.Sincerely you have always been a sense of motivation to me, when I run out of Inspiration and i think about you my reader, I receive an illumination of ideas. I want to say thank you.Actually, writing "The Last Confessor" wasn't an easy one, combining writing with school activities has really been tedious, but because of the passion I have for writing, quitting never came as an option, the vision i had for writing " The Last Confessor" kept me on track.My inspiration for writing "The Last Confessor" came from my background as a son of a king seeing my father operating his kingdom, the ups and downs experienced

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  • The Last Confessor   Chapter 43

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