JasperShe was a fucking goddess, and my cock wanted to worship her. All of my body wanted to worship her. But, I had wanted to meet Rain and I would stick to that.“You are beautiful, Celia. Gorgeous.” I blurted out as she smiled radiantly, basking in the rain.“How did I do?” She asked, and I swallowed hard again.“The King will have to put a restraining order on me if you come even a step closer to me,” I replied, my eyes feasting on her beauty.Celia chuckled as she spoke. “How long are you going to make me stand here in the rain?”She asked and I could not help but tease, “Until you are wet inside as well”Celia blushed and looked down, and I could not control my urges anymore.I stepped forward and pulled her close. She stumbled a bit and fell into my embrace, rightfully so.Despite the cold, the contact of her skin on mine made me feel a sizzle run up my spine. Her peaks were already hard, and they brushed against my chest, making me groan.My hands went around her butt and I s
Jasper “This will hurt a bit so relax and take a few deep breaths if you want,” I said and she nodded her head. Slowly, I brought her down letting my shaft finally touch her clit as she whimpered at the touch. I guided her, my hands straining with an effort to go slow and she too took her time, slowly and steadily taking me inside of her. And, the feeling of being inside her was nothing compared to whatever I had been doing to her so far. Stars exploded in front of my eyes as her muscles spasmed and twitched, making room for me to bury in. Celia let out a scream along with my name. “Ahh, Jasper!!” I held her by the butt for support as she kept twitching and writhing as my cock slowly parted her folds. “Fuck, you are so tight, kitten” I growled and she kept grinding her wet pussy, letting my shaft touch all the sensitive spots inside of her. Her hands were clawing and digging in my chest as she moved and hissed, spasming and moaning. Her juices had already coated my shaft, act
Celia“Rain? Do you not like me?” Jasper asked, and Rain did not respond to him immediately.The way his eyes scrunched and his shoulders drooped a little told me how much Rain was terrorizing him right now.“Come on, don’t keep him waiting” I urged her, but she only said, “You have spent all these days with him, not me. Do you want me to judge him in two minutes?”She had a point, but the way she was ogling him told me her restraint was crumbling.“Rain!”Jasper asked again, and his shoulders drooped some more.“Please, did I do something wrong?” His hands, that were thrown to his sides as if he was presenting some grand gift, fell limply to his sides. They slapped against his thighs as he grew worried by the minute.The way the bright sparkle in his eyes dimmed made my heart crush. Goodness, I never knew how much I mattered to him. To see the most fearsome Lycan prince so vulnerable and sad…for me…it made my nerves tingle.“Rain, I am taking control back if you don’t stop with your
Celia Grace gave me a worried look mumbling over and over of how she was worried that Matron Arwen would find out and punish her. I repeated for the hundredth time that I was not going to let that wretched old hag even lift a finger upon her and that Jasper would definitely believe her…believe us…he had to. I was ignoring my mate and giving in to his demands, giving into his wants and needs. Surely, he can start doubting the Matron if I was doubting my mate bond. I got up from the bed and headed for a quick shower. It took me a while to console her that she had not committed any crime by sharing the fact with me and that she could rely on me. Grace stopped crying after almost an hour and I asked her to wash her face and go out of the room after relaxing because her face was all red and puffy. I made her promise to not cry again and eat something before she left. I asked her where JAsper was and she said that he had probably gone to some meeting with his brothers. And I did not
Celia The plan I had in mind was slowly improving as I thought of everything I could do to blow the wretched woman’s cover. My eyes kept restlessly watching the time, hoping that it would be midnight soon but there was still some time. I also had to find a nice cover for Jasper to not miss me if I was not in bed, cuddled with him. Hence, I first went to his study and knocked on the door. “Come in,” he said and I pushed the doors open. And there he was, sitting on the chair, looking at some papers. A bright smile appeared on his face when he saw me. “Oh hello, sweetheart” “Sweetheart?” I chuckled and he put the pen aside and opened his arms. “That is what you are, now come here” I felt a little shy but he had his arms wide open and I could not stop myself from running towards him either. Jasper pulled me into a hug as I fell onto his lap. He did not even let me speak and his lips found mine as he gave me a deep kiss. I let him as he played with my hair and pulled me onto
CeliaI whirled around and saw the shelves shifting or maybe I was going crazy. I looked to my left and right, wondering how the library had not fallen down yet.The pillars began to move and the shelves creaked while the bricks too seemed to dance as if wriggling like worms in a tight space to make way for something.Somehow, despite all this commotion, apart from the creak, no other sound reached my ears. It was as if the library wanted to show me something silently, without inviting anyone else.Curious, I walked back a few steps and closed the front door of the library. I was not sure why I decided to do that but my gut feeling told me to go ahead and not let anybody find out my recent discovery.On my way back, I saw Victor snoring softly, without a care in the world. It seemed, he would not wake up even if there was an avalanche. I walked past him and reached the moving, shifting walls to find that they looked….exactly the same.Huh? Was that just some gimmick?I ran around the
Celia My face brightened and I turned around so fast that I almost broke my neck. But the creaking sound only came from a chair a bit farther away. “My….your majesty? How…how come you are here?” Victor hastily came in front of Jasper and almost crashed into the furniture. Jasper gave him an amused look, “Am I not supposed to be here?” Victor fumbled, “No, I mean yes…I mean I am not sure what I am blabbering.” Victor looked at me for help and I let out a sigh, “Relax Victor, we are leaving for bed.” Jasper’s eyes twinkled with excitement at those words but I ignored it and added, “He is the royal librarian.” “Ahh, I see” Jasper mumbled, and then as an afterthought asked, “Victor, right?” Victor nodded aggressively. “Well then did you see something strange here? A chamber of sorts?” Jasper asked and Victor smiled sheepishly, “Oh my lady and I were just having a chat about it before I went to…before she decided to read quietly. But no, as much as I would love to see such a thi
Celia "I wondered when you would come to see me," he said, his voice raspy and weak. He did not turn around, but he seemed tired and weary. His voice sounded defeated. But I was taken aback by his words. How did he know I was coming? Could he have been expecting me? Did he know I was not Grace? Trying to regain my composure, I replied cautiously, "You were expecting me?" I let my gaze roam over him. The man was wearing tattered clothes that were soiled and crumpled beyond measure, his hair matted, while his body looked weak and feeble. He was a bit startled to hear my voice, and I noticed that with the way his ears twitched. As if moving was an effort, he very slowly turned around and looked at me. It was quite dark, and I was wearing Grace’s servant clothes, so he took a good look at me before repeating in a raspy voice, “You are new.” Oh, so he was sharp enough to notice the change of voice. That meant his sanity was definitely intact despite being alone and caged in a dark
To all my lovely readers, I cannot thank you enough for staying with me on this wild roller coaster of emotions until the end. You cannot pick a favorite child but writing this book was magical, simply because, I got so many of you who were invested to read. I sincerely hope I've improved as a writer when compared to my old books and continue to write stories that touch your hearts. Last year was especially tough for me with fighting depression and a few other issues that I do not want to make public. Some of you loved the story, others not so much. But I want to thank every single one of you for giving this story and this author a chance. If my story managed to provide a temporary escape from reality or simply added a sprinkle of joy to your day, then my mission as a writer is complete. And to those who patiently endured the plot twists – I promise, I only did it because I love you all. Okay, maybe that is not the complete truth. Perhaps there was a hint of mischief in the twis
Jasper I turned my head to look at her from a distance. I could see the nervousness in her gaze, in her body language. My gaze flicked to the guests, all of whom were looking at her. She cleared her throat, “Today is going to be a big day of my life. But before I take that step…I…I wanted to tell you all something.” Her gaze found mine and I only smiled at her. Before she could speak another word, one of the many people in the crowd placed a hand on his chest and bowed down to her. Celia was stunned and watched him In surprise. Behind her, Nymeria, Xenos, and Vasil were slowly descending the stairs too. Following the first person, a few more did the same- place a hand on their chest, their heart to be precise, and bowed to her, going down on one knee. “What is going on?” She asked In a low voice. Soon, everybody followed suit. In a matter of minutes, the entire crowd was on its knees, bowing to her. Her eyes flicked to me and I too did the same gesture. Placing my hand on my
JasperI cleared my throat and looked down at the crowd of people who had come to witness the wedding. There had been no happy event or celebration in the palace after my birth.That day had been a day of celebration but Isadora had turned it into a nightmare. And after all those years, finally, we were having a moment to rejoice.But as I watched the hopeful eyes of the people surrounding me, I could not shake the uneasy feeling gnawing at me.I had to get rid of it. And the only way to do that was to be honest.For a confused moment, I stood on the stairs, looking at the excited faces of the people around me.My gaze flicked to my father and brothers, all of whom were smiling proudly at me.“Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention please?” I asked in a loud voice, turning even those heads that had been momentarily distracted while looking at the grandeur of the palace.“First of all, I would like to thank you all for being present today. Frankly, I did not expect so many of
JasperThe huge room suddenly felt too small and the air in the world did not seem enough to fill my lungs.Celia had spoken something, but I was too busy staring at her.My heartbeat was roaring in my ears as I took in her beauty that shone radiantly, nothing short of a thousand lanterns.Her face looked distraught and her eyes were red, her cheeks puffed up. Her makeup had smeared a little too.But despite that, she looked like an angel. A Goddess.I had only seen her in her usual gowns and training clothes, but this marvel…this was just for me.For a minute, I simply stood in front of her, drinking her features. How could she be so blissfully ignorant of what she was doing to me by just standing there in that beautiful dress?I took a step forward, and I saw a tear trickle down her eye.“Shh, don’t cry,” I said softly, reaching for her face and cupping it. And when I did, a surge of electricity rippled through me.My Lycan roared in my head, feeling exhilarated to see her all dolle
CeliaDread settled in my heart when Xenos and Nymeria revealed my life’s biggest secret. My whole life had been a lie?But then what about the people I grew up with thinking they were my parents?Nothing made sense anymore, and I only stared blankly at Xenos.“Is…is that true?”I asked, and he nodded. “There is a reason I never found the courage to tell you all of this earlier. And to be sure that I was not guessing it all wrong, I asked Nymeria to allow me to show her that memory, too. I touched her and with her permission, I looked through her memories…childhood memories, to be specific. There was no trace of me or Isadora in it.”My heart felt like it would break into a million pieces.“But then, how could I never do magic? I never sensed it and…and then why was I not able to fight her when she…she killed me?”I was sobbing hysterically and Nymeria’s face looked like she was cursing herself for ruining my day.She apologized over a thousand times that she did not want me to learn
Celia "Are you going to tell her, or should I?" Nymeria's question hung in the air like a storm cloud, casting a palpable tension in the room. I looked from Nymeria to Xenos, confusion and a growing sense of foreboding twisting in my chest. Their solemn expressions conveyed that something grave was afoot. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my heart beginning to race. "Tell me what?" I pressed, my voice laced with unease. Xenos, usually a man of few words, hesitated for a moment. His eyes held mine for a second longer than I expected, and I could see a mix of guilt and apprehension in them. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it again, the weight of his unspoken words lingering in the room. Nymeria, her expression torn between sympathy and responsibility, finally broke the silence. "Celia, there's something you need to know." I felt a shiver crawl down my spine. The room, once filled with warmth and camaraderie, had now become suffocating with uncertainty. My thoughts raced as
CeliaThe grand lycan palace was alive with anticipation, every corner adorned with flowers and delicate decorations in celebration of our wedding day. Two weeks had passed in a blur since the night Jasper had proposed to me in front of my pack.And every day after that seemed like a dream to me. I would wake up and pinch myself, wondering if it was all my imagination.But it was true, every single moment of it…just like today.The air was thick with the sweet scent of blooming roses, and the palace echoed with laughter and the sound of joyous conversations.In my room, the one I used to live in before I moved in with Jasper, a sense of nervous excitement filled the room as I sat before a beautifully crafted vanity mirror, surrounded by my maids and my dear friend, Nymeria. Their skilled hands moved with grace, tending to every detail to transform me into the radiant bride I aspired to be.The maids began to braid my long, dark hair, weaving flowers and jewels into it.As their nimble
"Are you guys ever coming out?" Jasper called with a good-natured grin, standing a few paces away from the porch.He had his hands placed on the doorframe and looked at us with his eyes furrowed as he saw Vasil holding my hand which I gave a gentle squeeze.“Don’t forget what I told you. Think about it,” I added, looking at Vasil while getting up from the chair.Jasper folded his hands over his chest and asked, “What secret are you guys discussing?”Vasil too got up from his chair and gave my arm a light squeeze.“Of course. And just so you know, if he ever hurts you or makes you sad, you know where to find me.”“Ha ha ha, very funny, bloodsucker,” Jasper replied humorlessly and looked at me to indicate that he wanted me to come out of the room.Vasil outstretched his hand as if to say, “After you” and I looked at him with my eyes wide, “Why are you always mean to him?”Jasper grinned, “He tried to take you from me. Am I not great for letting him live?”Vasil, who was just behind me,
CeliaAs Jasper walked beside me, his very presence filled my being with warmth and comfort. His scent, a heady mixture of earthy woods and his own unique, intoxicating fragrance, enveloped me like a protective embrace. I observed him, my heart overflowing with gratitude for the incredible man who had become not just my love but my lifeline, my mate.Isadora had tricked me into believing Vasil was my mate but the true pull of the mate bond was poles apart from the confusion she had tried to insert in my head.It was as if whenever I saw Jasper, my heart filled with hope and the promise that if he was around, nothing would ever go wrong.Every time I recalled the way he had jumped up and down the floor when I called him my mate and the way he ran through the palace telling everyone excitedly that I was his mate, my eyes would grow moist.What had I ever done to deserve him? I barely tried to fight Isadora but he literally fought both the devil and the Goddess, just like he had promised