-Present Day-"Victoria?" Visenya whispered under her breath, her voice barely audible.Victoria's condoling gaze swiftly transformed into a cheerful facade. "Emperor Lucian... the title suits you well. I am delighted to see that you are alive and in good health."Lucian, engrossed in his own though
It took nearly twice as long to travel from the opposite direction to reach Lucian's castle, but Caspian couldn't risk being in his line of sight. He concealed himself in the orchards, patiently waiting for the flying lizard to appear in the sky before approaching the dragon's domain.Lucian didn't
Feeling a sense of embarrassment, she finally withdrew her hand, realizing he had left it hanging. "I must say... you look even more handsome than I remember. You've grown into one delicious-looking man."Visenya's eyes roamed upward, stealing a quick and curious peek at the shameless woman. Lydia p
Visenya couldn't understand what possessed her to look at Lucian that way, but in that moment, she deeply regretted it. The expression on his face made it clear that he was far from impressed. Despite his improved attitude, it was evident that he would always see her as nothing more than his slave..
The young man standing before her was not the same young man that she remembered. She saw a very aggrieved and angry person, and she didn't blame him in the slightest. She understood what it was like to have your freedom stripped from you as if you weren't worthy of it."Step forward," Lucian comman
Visenya collided with the trainer, tearing through his throat like a spit-roast chicken. Another vampire swiftly rushed at her from the side, tackling her to the ground and propelling them into a rolling tussle. With determination, he climbed onto her back, attempting to sever her head with his bare
Nestling into her makeshift bed, she clutched her pillow tightly and let out a contented sigh. "Goodnight, Master," she whispered.She had been bidding him goodnight for several days now, even though he never responded. Yet, she held onto a personal wager with herself that if she persisted, one day
**TRIGGER WARNING**—Twenty Years Earlier—Lucian arrived at his father’s bedchamber, carrying a tray of food in his hands. Annoyed at being assigned such a menial task, he couldn't help but feel like a mere slave. However, his father had insisted that he personally deliver his mother's breakfast th
Visenya chuckles at her daughter’s fierce declaration. “Well, you certainly are your father’s daughter,” she says, her eyes sparkling with pride and love for the fiery little girl before her. As a large crimson dragon soars into view, Catalina gasps with excitement, pointing eagerly to the sky. “He
In the enchanted garden of the Lycan Kingdom, Synora flitted among the vibrant blooms like a playful sprite, her laughter ringing out like tinkling bells. Butterflies, drawn to the riot of colors, fluttered gracefully around her, adding to the serenity of the ethereal atmosphere. Nearby, Visenya’s
Their lips part, and Lucian leans his head against hers, feeling his manhood already beginning to stiffen again, eager for another round of fervent lovemaking.“That’s probably the servants your mother said she would send over,” Lucian remarks, his voice tinged with reluctance. “Perhaps we should in
As the first rays of the morning sun stream through the window of their bedchamber, Lucian and Visenya found themselves consumed by an insatiable hunger for each other. Entwined in a passionate embrace, their bodies pulsated with desire. Visenya throws her head back, her melodic moans filling the ai
“You must taste the bitterness of their suffering,” Visenya’s voice dripped with a chilling potency. “A torment you and your council ruthlessly unleashed upon them. Let it sear your conscience like a branding iron, let it etch into your soul the pain you inflicted upon the innocents. You will carry
“They did what needed to be done,” she retorts, her voice steady despite the weight of her words. “To prevent you and the council from eradicating another species.”“The mages were evil,” he insists, conviction in his tone. “We couldn’t allow a unification ritual to take place. We couldn’t allow the
Mordecai stirred from his enforced slumber, his senses clouded by a disorienting haze. Clutching his head in agony, he fought to shake off the lingering effects of the gas that had kept him imprisoned. As he struggled to regain his bearings, his gaze fell upon Visenya, standing tall and resolute, a
“So, you’ve come to kill me? Go ahead! I’ve already lost everything that mattered to me in this world,” Mordecai’s voice resonates with bitter resignation.His adversary, her eyes ablaze with unyielding resolve, retorts with a cold fury, “Now you know how it feels. You’ve reveled in others’ sufferin
Caden’s pain was palpable, a raw, seething agony that tore through him, leaving behind a gaping void where his heart once beat. His cries of grief became a haunting melody to Mordecai’s ears, fueling the flames of his cruelty. Mordecai towered over him, casting a dark shadow of impending doom. Desp