CeliaJasper kept sorting and shuffling through the papers and did not even look up to meet my gaze. That angered me even more as he replied,“I just stated the fact. You cannot let your guard down in front of the Vampire Lord, he won’t be so gentle…or careful with you”He said while turning the paper around, reading through the other side as if we had not just finished reading that and his hands and lips had not been all over me.How the hell he could act so smug?“You were gentle?” I cried, my voice shaking, hell no, my entire body was shaking, “look at my neck, you practically sunk your teeth in there like a….”I started but stopped as I realized what he had been doing.Jasper blinked and feigned curiosity, “Like a…like a what? Complete your line, my lady”He muttered in an oddly calm voice, waiting for my answer.If I had been wanting him to kiss me senseless just a minute ago, now I just wanted to snap his neck. I wanted the moon goddess to give me the strength to strangle him wi
CeliaMatron Arwen looked very angry as she brandished the whip in the air. She seemed to enjoy whipping and when I looked to the other end, I also noticed that there were three more women who were cowering in fear.Just like Grace, they were sitting with their bare backs, which were colored red as Matron Arwen must have whipped them black and blue.“I know you girls have nothing better to do than gossip about the princes. Know your place. None of you are fit to even look at them forget even fantasizing about them”She spoke as she pulled the long whip towards her and began coiling it around her arm.The girls all were shivering in fear as they anticipated the next lash that would sting their back and bite into their skin, drawing blood.One of the other girls whimpered as she continued, “No no...Matron Arwen, my-my lady’s dress was a…a good choice”Matron Arwen seemed to start talking to herself as she muttered, “I wanted her to look just like the slut she was…but that bitch seemed t
CeliaI let out a shaky breath as I heard the King’s voice strong and imposing voice, “come in”Rain spoke in my head, “This is a bad idea”“Oh, now you decided to show up?” I grumbled in my head.“I always do when you are reckless, which you always are” She quipped.I rolled my eyes at her and she went silent again.I switched my attention to the scene in front of me. For a minute, I had been worried that I had simply shouted at Rain out loud and guards would come to grab me but nobody came to drag me out of my hiding spot so I was good.I knew I was being reckless and debated over my decision of slinking into the room and how was I going to do that without either of them noticing.Matron heard his voice and opened the door as she bowed politely again. She then held the tray in her hands, balanced it to distribute weight, and then walked inside the room.I had no idea where exactly the king was standing if there were other people inside and if they could see me slink in and simply lu
CeliaMy brain seemed to have momentarily shut off as I saw the Matron leave with the tray. The snacks had gone cold and were left untouched.Her earlier gait and confidence had completely disappeared. The last line spoken by the King had probably brought her to her senses and her confidence had deflated like a balloon that had been pricked by a needle.She walked away from the King who continued to look outside the window. Matron Arwen held the tray as she walked through the length of the room, her shoulders drooping and her head bent low.I would have felt sorry for her if I had not seen her whipping the maids just some time ago. ‘Eat that, bitch’ I spoke in my head as she walked with the speed of a snail and after what seemed like an eternity, stepped outside.The faint creak of the door was the only sound that echoed through the hall as she pulled the ornate door’s large handles and shut the door.And that made me realize what a stupid fool I had been.I had slipped into the room
Celia There was a small flower bed and I hoped to throw it there and not on the stone pathway that the guards might use to do their rounds. I took a deep breath and tied the nightgown into a bundle, securing it by the belt so that it would not go flying away but land down straight as a ball of cloth. Throwing it through the window, I looked down and breathed a sigh of relief as it landed on the flower bed a minute later. I was wearing simple black panties and a bra but it was better than nothing, better than climbing down the walls butt naked. I looked out and saw the numerous pipes and windows that could work as small stepping stones for me to get down. Mapping a pathway for me to slowly get down, I let out a shaky breath. The height was definitely a lot and I prayed to the moon Goddess to not let me fall. Throwing my left leg down the arched window, I balanced myself a bit on the edge and then slowly pushed myself completely out of it. There was a small ledge on the outside w
Jasper The discussion with my elder brother Edriel had gotten me worked up. I had been studying the papers to find a way to eliminate the vampire lord. And then Celia had walked into my room and somehow weaseled her way into convincing me that she was the best match for the job. I knew even before she said those words that she would not last against Ivan Henzler, the notorious vampire lord who seemed to be as cruel as the being of their origin, Dracula himself. They had always given us wide berth and stayed away from our lands. We had established supremacy over our territory and the vampires looked up to us with a tinge of fear and unease. But suddenly Ivan had returned from somewhere and now demanded to be the sovereign of the land and rule us. Of course, he was not a fool to say that openly but he was attacking us slowly but surely, trying to crumble our defenses and sow discord amongst the werewolves. That much was sure from reading the papers which is why I had agreed to lo
JasperI went completely rigid as she said that. Of all the things, I would have expected her to say, this was the least.This girl had managed to surprise me yet again.Her face was scrunched in pain, her lips were trembling and she was writhing in pain, still reaching for something.Just minutes ago, I had been watching her sleep peacefully, the soft glow of moonlight seeping in through the windows and illuminating her face.What had she just said? Did she say ‘love’ not ‘want’ or ‘need’? Was I capable of being loved?Surely there must be a mistake. Nobody could ever love me. They could want me, could lust after me, want to be by my side because I was a dark, powerful prince, and offer them a life filled with luxury and riches.But, could anybody ever love me? Could anybody ever accept me for what I was?My hand automatically went to my face as my hand traced my scar, my fingers brushing it.And, I quickly shook my head. I was conflicted about how to feel about her confession.How
Jasper Dusk had finally been replaced by the clear bright morning as the sun shone above the horizon. It was still early in the morning and I could see servants getting busy with their day’s duties, some picking up cleaning supplies while others rushing out to the garden. However, I felt anything but that. I just wanted to lock myself in my room and be content with solitude for a while. I was beyond irritated and annoyed at the way Celia had uttered that name. But then I was angry at myself for feeling this way. I had been working and studying hard on Ivan’s file, thinking of ways to either kill or subdue him but Celia’s attempt of proving herself a worthy candidate had awoken my beast. My cock had been throbbing and I had wanted nothing more than to part her legs and fuck her senseless but somehow my girl had been crawling down a pipe in nothing less than her underwear and bra. That had further made it harder for me to control my urges but then she had gone ahead and muttered h
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