Flying with Lucian was easily becoming one of Visenya's favorite things. It was exhilarating, daring, and made her feel like a true badass. There was one dragon left in the world, and only she had the luxury of riding him... in more ways than one.However, all the fun and thrill had been sucked righ
As soon as her feet touched the bottom, she relied on her wolf senses to sniff out what she came for. It guided her to the farthest corner of the cave, where heaps of rock and debris were piled together, a mere inconvenience for a strong Alpha like her. With precision and strength, she deftly moved
Visenya stood in the near distance, silently observing Lucian as he stood solemnly over his brother's grave. The weather seemed to reflect her own emotions, with its dreary skies and relentless rainfall that drenched them to the core.Clasping an old, tarnished pocket watch in his hand, Lucian trace
Lucian's eyes blinked open, and the first thing that awakened his senses was the warmth of Visenya's body firmly held in his grasp. His head nestled between her inviting and alluring breasts, causing him to question if they appeared fuller to him or if it was just his imagination playing tricks on h
When Visenya woke up again, she found herself alone in Lucian’s chambers. As she rose from the empty bed, she couldn't help but notice the absence of his warmth that once enveloped her. Stretching her achy muscles, she let her hands roam her body, reigniting the tingles left by Lucian's lingering to
In her eyes, he was incredibly dreamy. She stood there, unable to tear her gaze away, making him visibly discomfited under her intense stare."I thought I'd wear something other than black for a change," he said, his voice tinged with diffidence. "Perhaps I should have stuck to the norm.""No," she
"Keep it together, Visenya... Focus," she whispered to herself, determined to regain her composure. With that in mind, she made her way to the back storage room to retrieve a box of matches, needed to light the oven.After locating the box of matches, she returned to the kitchen, only to find Lucian
—Two Days Earlier—Caspian had been aimlessly roaming the mountains since his encounter with Cylis the other night. His mind was filled with thoughts that needed sorting, and he wasn't quite ready to return home just yet. Despite his reluctance, he couldn't completely dismiss the nonsense that Cylis
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