NEFRET meaning: Stunning, beautiful.
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-HER-
Suddenly, I am being tugged back by my jacket and turned around roughly. I tug my jacket back from his hold before growling at him. He growls at me and black flames ooze off his body. That’s when I come to my senses and realize that I just growled at a god.
Well done, Nefret.
“Who’re you talking to Nefret?” Mom asks and I could literally feel my grave being dug deeper than six feet.
With mom constantly rapping on the door and his presence in my room, I seemed to have lost my ability to conjure any thoughts.
I look at Arles. Black flames are oozing off his body and there’s this guttural air to his presence that makes my bones shiver. His head turns towards the door before he lifts his hand and point it towards it. Black fire emits from his hand and hits the door making mom go silent instantly.
My eyes grow bigger than saucers and my
- HER-How am I going to do it?This question occupied most of my thoughts as I walked home back through the eerie and dark forest. My mind has been trying to come up with ways to catch that deer.Faster than an arrow. Sacred to Artemis.I cannot kill it or I’ll have to face Artemis. I am already on the bad side of one god, I don’t want to cross another and make this harder for me.My nose wrinkled at the sight of the building I call home. With a deep sigh, I get in. I am greeted with Phoebe and Grace, both lingering in the living room couch, watching tv.“Where were you at?” Phoebe asks as soon as she sees me enter the room. Grace’s attention is bought to me as well.“Friend’s house.” I mutter under my breath as I stalk towards the stairs to go to my room.“But you don’t have any friend!” Grace exclaims behind me and I ignore her as I start to climb the stairs. My mind is set on the second task. I have to complete it,
- HER-“I want your Golden Hind.”Silence follows my words while she continues to look at me passively. She raises an eyebrow at me before scanning me with her piercing eyes.“You want me to give you my Golden Hind?” She asks tilting her head.“I want to have your Golden Hind, yes,” I say nodding.“And why shall I give it to you...” She trails off before I see her put the arrow in the bow and point it towards me, “Nefret?”“Because I will return it to you.” I manage to speak clearly with my heart racing in my chest. My head is throbbing and my mouth is dry as a desert.She keeps the arrow pointed at me while looking down at me pensively. For a moment, I forget to breathe, waiting for her next move. She has all the power to kill me now. It will be all over if she pulls the string.“You, Nefret...” She continues before lowering her bow, “are impressive.” I let out a shaky breath in relief when I see her put down the weap
Vesta:The virgin goddess of hearth~-HER-There’s this unknown force that’s compelling me towards the direction of brightness. I walk through the darkness, the hunger for light and the thirst for power lighting my insides with eternal fire. I am in a forest, walking through the trees, pushing the branches away from my way while my eyes are set on the brightness emerging from the distant bush.Finally, when I reach the bush and push its leaves aside, my eyes find hers. I couldn’t help but step out of the bush and into the clearing in whose middle she stood, waiting for me, watching me.Her vibrant blue eyes gazed into mine. They’re similar to mine in every way.A wolf.Majestic and powerful. Her auburn fur appears to be golden as the light emanates from her. Throwing her head back, she let out a howl before charging towards me. I stood there, unable to move my fe
-HIM-How did she do it? How was she able to survive my deadliest of blows? I have immense power. I have the capability to destroy half the world in just a blink but she survived it, how?How could a mortal like her survive my power? I must find out. I head towards the pack she belongs to. After reaching the Alpha’s house, I climb into her room through the window to find it empty but as soon as I step inside, this particular scent hits my nose that makes my wolf lose control.He’s pacing impatiently inside me to find out the source of this scent. It excites him, it calms him. It’s making him lose control. He wants to take over me and follow the scent to find out its source. I have come to this room before as well, but I didn’t find this scent then.I try to fill my lungs to the brim with it, it’s so addicting. I can’t help myself. I want more of it. If I get the source of this scent then I am going to keep it. Listening to my wolf, I follow i
REYmeaning: King.- HIM-I have committed yet another crime.“You’ll have to suffer for this!” Atropos bellows before the three of them disappear, leaving me behind with my mate.I finally look down at the young she-wolf in my arms. She surprised me from the first time ever I laid eyes on her.I remember peeking through the window and seeing her for the first time. She gave me a rose and called me‘mate’.That day was the first time I felt the emptiness in my life for not being blessed with a mate and now, she is the destined one. She made me realized what I was missing and now, she is the one to fulfill my need.I was angry when she crossed me and I took my anger out on her in the form of physical pain when she outsmarted me. I never wanted to admit it but she is smart. She is powerful for a mortal. She completed the tasks successfully without hesitating for once. My wolf is angry on me
-HER-I woke up feeling drunk. I don't remember anything that happened last night except for me getting dressed for my birthday ceremony before going to the pack house and taking the Calentha Oath.I let out a big yawn as I examine my dress from last night. It's wrinkled because of me sleeping in it. Vesta wakes up along me. She is oddly happy but at the same time sad as if someone has left us. I yawn again and realize that I made it alive through my eighteenth birthday. Let's see how long I'd survive next.I crawl out of the bed and take a shower. Surprisingly, my pale blue eyes have some color in them today. They look vibrant and fresh, unlike other days. For the first time, my eyes aren't red and I look... presentable?I don't know why and how these changes happend. Maybe it's because of Vesta. Who knows? I finish showering and dress up before heading downstairs for breakfast. Several cheerful voices echo in the dining room as I step off t
-HER-“I am the queen,” I say, my voice echoes throughout the ruins as my lips curl into a smirk. Vesta howls inside me in approval. Power, that’s what I want. I want to be powerful.“Indeed you are.” A voice boomS throughout the place and I freeze. Footsteps e
SOME MONTHS LATER...-HER-“I am not meant for this,” I say out loud, as I sit in front of the mirror and comb my waist long hair. Archander is sitting on the bed beh
“You said you were going to check on the boys,” He growled at me lowly after locking us in an empty public restroom. He had given the mortal man a fright before hauling me to the restroom through the crowds. I was somewhat embarrassed about the situation but a part of me was oddly turned on. I could feel the power radiating off him. His eyes blazed with so much possessiveness. It was making me needier.
“I am going to check on the boys,” I told Arles as we walked out of the courtroom. He cocked an eyebrow at me.I knew he was going to object to it but before he could say anything, one of the ministers claimed his attention and soon they got busy with some important discussion.I took this moment to escape. I have been working all day and it had drained all my energy. I needed some fresh a
Interesting Facts about the Lonely God that nobody asked for1. Not many people know this but The Lonely God is an individual book in the trilogy Of Me and My Mate. The first book in the series is called My Mate is My Enemy, which is the story about Nefret’s grandparents. It was my first ever werewolf book on Wattpad. The second book in the series is called Chasing My Mate which is the story about Erika’s parents. You need not read the previous two books to read The Lonely God but if you are curious and have some penny to spare then you’ll find the books on Dreame. You’d have to pay to read though.2. Arles makes his first appearance in Chasing My Mate. There’s a part about him in the first chapter of the book and also he appears in the book several times to aid Erika and Andrew, Nefret’s parents.3. Not many people know this but Arles knew Nefret’s parents and he played a minute
It’s been a few months since I completed this book. Since then, this book has gotten millions of reads and thousands of comments and votes. It’s a part of my daily routine to read the comments and see how people react to my book.Among all the comments, I find some common questions and reactions. I am posting this chapter to clarify somethings. They are as follows:1.
-HIM-I hiss in pain as two small hands scratch my face with their sharp nails.“Owww!” I cry out in pain before I shut my mouth and look at Nefret sleeping behind me to check if I woke her up. She is fast asleep, her eyes traveling from one corner of her eyes to
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-HER-I wake up the next day lightheaded. “I want to sleep more,” I groan into the pillow when he tries to pull me out of the bed.“We have a lot of work today, Neffie.” He speaks above me while I cover my ears with another pillow and try to hide deeper into the shee
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-HER-“But yesterday, you proved me completely wrong.” The crease that had been forming between my eyebrows all this time loosens suddenly as I look at him in disbelief. For a moment, I am not even sure if he is speaking another language because suddenly, the words refuse to make sense to me.