There was one thing Lior was beginning to realize about the female on the bed beside him and that was the fact that he could never predict whatever was happening around her.And for someone who didn't like sudden changes, this was... Growing on him.He watched as she curled more, making a small cooing sound, a small smile coming to his face. He had been going the wrong way all this time. At first, he didn't want to be around her because he feared that he would... Cross a line he shouldn't, or the bond would make him do something that he was not supposed to, but that was his mistake.All his Wolf wanted, under the primal needs and constand want, was to make sure she was alright. Watching Skye holding her like that, while it was so obvious she could barely stand any more, made his Wolf growl at the sight.For the longest part of his life, he was a born caregiver. He liked to make sure that the people he cared for, his pets were alright and she...She reminded him of a little child. Alw
"You are serious?" Lior asked for the umpteenth now, staring at his Grandmother like he could not believe what she was saying. "You didn't need me?""I did need you," Grandma April said, keeping a taunt face on. "This party would be incomplete without my grandson."The 'party' she was taking of was just her, Sanchez her caretaker and Kenji who was currently wearing a garland around his neck as they stood beside the swimminb pool. Asides that, no one else was here.He sighed now, fighting the urge to facepalm. "Grandma, this doesn't qualify as a party,""Not with that behavior it won't," She replied, her frown deepening. "I have no idea what is wrong with my grandchildren, all so uptight. You know, Lucas came to visit me at my retirement home and we were throwing a party but he refused to party with us. I even asked if he'd take weed, but he refused."He facepalmed now. "Grandma, please.""And you won't even be grateful that I found a way for you to relax from your 'princely' duties,"
Once upon a time, there was a boy with blond hair and green eyes that lived without the love of a Father and in fear of his Mother. Many times, he stole so he could find a way to eat and other times, he took care of his Mother when she was too... Out of her zone to remember cleaning herself.At six, he found out that he had an Aunt, a family member that was not Mother, and like any other child, he had been happy to hear that and was invited to go over to his Aunt's place that turned out to be a Palace because... She was a Queen.This little boy, was jealous. No one could blame him. His Aunt had everything and never once tried to help him or his Mother, and his jealousy only grew when he realized she had two children, one a Prince that had the kindest smiles and tended to treat him like he wasn't a poor sewer rat and a son that... Avoided him.He was a mischievous child, of course, though this was his only way to forget his life and caused as much trouble as he could, especially to the
EXCERPT "I am not Sophie. Listen to me. I am not Sophie. I am Nine. Nine, you hear me!" She screamed but it did not seem like he was hearing. He grabbed her and pulled her to himself and she pounded on his arms, on his shoulders but it felt like she was hitting stone. He kept muttering the same name even though she screamed that she was not the girl that he was seeing. He grabbed her waist and ripped her skirt with one forceful tug. She scratched at his face but the more she scratched, the quicker it healed. She did not know werewolves could heal that fast.He pulled her to himself, his eyes half open, like he was there but not there. She tried to kick away but his grip was iron and she felt his hand snake across her thighs. Her breath caught in her throat and she tried to pry his hands away but he moved it aside like he was batting a fly then he pressed her onto the bed with his free hand and with the other, unzipped his trousers, pinning her to the bed with his weight. Terror p
A mate. Someone the Moon Goddess had deemed perfect enough for you to spend the rest of your life with. Someone you met when you reached the age of twenty three and watched your life become better with every second that passed. This someone, being Sophie.It was his birthday, and nothing new had happened, but it didn't surprise him. Lior knew who his Mate was, the Goddess had been nice enough to show him her early, so he wasn't too bothered.There were certain cases where most people did not meet their mates on their twenty third, like his brother, Lucas, but that didn't matter. He knew he was different. He knew the Goddess had seen how lonely he had been all his life and created Sophie just for him.As he dressed, a fleeting thought passed through his head. What if Sophie wasn't his? But as soon as it came, it went away. That was, also impossible, and even if, the tiniest of ifs, she wasn't, he'd reject his Mate and ask her to be His.Rejection of Mates were rare, but it happened and
Lior wasn't sure how he was breathing, or thinking, but he hated the fact he was still awake. That he could still hear her voice in his head. He knew he must have been the one at fault. He must have done something wrong. He just couldn't do anything right. He couldn't even... make his Mate love him.His hands gripped the steering wheel tighter. Pain racked through every bone in his body. A part of him screamed at the fact that she was right, she had been the only one to tell him to his face. He was truly useless, worthless, without a true purpose, but Goddess, he would have loved her. He would have been anything she wanted.If she had just given him a chance—More tears fell. Another part thought back on how she had looked at him. Was that truly how she had seen him all this time? Or was it just how he had seen her? Lior had been so in love with her that he had managed to ignore any wrong side, but now that he thought of it, he could see her for her true self.There had been a time wh
Getting to the Golden Lily was relatively easy, even though it was quite far away from what she knew and meant more reasons to piss Mom off by coming late, but getting him out of the car was harder. He practically refused to come out at first, whining about how badly his head hurt before he suddenly looked at her, muttering something about her not leaving and then sticking unto her like they were glued together.It was the first time she was being close to anyone, a man for that matter, especially a nice looking one so no one could blame her if she liked the proximity.Nine mentally slapped that thought away.When they got in, her eyes flew to the gold plated walls and glass ceilings, plus the air smelled like something you had to pay for actually breathing in. Goddess. "Um, excuse me,"Nine turned to the receptionist, who had a completely astounded look on her face like they were two big rats in her establishment. Two very wild, untamed rats. She nearly laughed at the thought becaus
Nine didn't sleep.She couldn't. Not with the fact her whole body felt like a truck had rammed itself over her and the fear that anything could happen, that at any moment, he'd wake up and try hurting her again.It didn't.All her instincts screamed at her to run, run as fast as her legs could go, but moving hurt and in a hotel like this, running would cause a scene. A scene that Nine knew wouldn't be in her favour. She knew that this man, whoever he was, had enough money to make it look like she had been the one to force herself on an intoxicated him and who would believe a girl with looks like her?Nine waited till the sun came up and tried sitting up. Her waist and legs protested at the action but she fought the need to give up down. From a corner of her eyes, she could see many more bruises that he had given. Bruises that meant he had used all his strength to keep her down.Inhuman strength.Her brain made her aware that she had just been raped by a werewolf, and a werewolf meant
Once upon a time, there was a boy with blond hair and green eyes that lived without the love of a Father and in fear of his Mother. Many times, he stole so he could find a way to eat and other times, he took care of his Mother when she was too... Out of her zone to remember cleaning herself.At six, he found out that he had an Aunt, a family member that was not Mother, and like any other child, he had been happy to hear that and was invited to go over to his Aunt's place that turned out to be a Palace because... She was a Queen.This little boy, was jealous. No one could blame him. His Aunt had everything and never once tried to help him or his Mother, and his jealousy only grew when he realized she had two children, one a Prince that had the kindest smiles and tended to treat him like he wasn't a poor sewer rat and a son that... Avoided him.He was a mischievous child, of course, though this was his only way to forget his life and caused as much trouble as he could, especially to the
"You are serious?" Lior asked for the umpteenth now, staring at his Grandmother like he could not believe what she was saying. "You didn't need me?""I did need you," Grandma April said, keeping a taunt face on. "This party would be incomplete without my grandson."The 'party' she was taking of was just her, Sanchez her caretaker and Kenji who was currently wearing a garland around his neck as they stood beside the swimminb pool. Asides that, no one else was here.He sighed now, fighting the urge to facepalm. "Grandma, this doesn't qualify as a party,""Not with that behavior it won't," She replied, her frown deepening. "I have no idea what is wrong with my grandchildren, all so uptight. You know, Lucas came to visit me at my retirement home and we were throwing a party but he refused to party with us. I even asked if he'd take weed, but he refused."He facepalmed now. "Grandma, please.""And you won't even be grateful that I found a way for you to relax from your 'princely' duties,"
There was one thing Lior was beginning to realize about the female on the bed beside him and that was the fact that he could never predict whatever was happening around her.And for someone who didn't like sudden changes, this was... Growing on him.He watched as she curled more, making a small cooing sound, a small smile coming to his face. He had been going the wrong way all this time. At first, he didn't want to be around her because he feared that he would... Cross a line he shouldn't, or the bond would make him do something that he was not supposed to, but that was his mistake.All his Wolf wanted, under the primal needs and constand want, was to make sure she was alright. Watching Skye holding her like that, while it was so obvious she could barely stand any more, made his Wolf growl at the sight.For the longest part of his life, he was a born caregiver. He liked to make sure that the people he cared for, his pets were alright and she...She reminded him of a little child. Alw
There were times when Nine felt sad. Times like when Ora had to go do something else, most times at the vet clinic and though Nine had asked once to come with but Ora had completely disagreed, that it wasn't exactly safe around animals most of the time.Then there were other times when she watched Lior and his friend be together all the time. She was told that he was busy, and she only came to give him books because Sophie's Father was too sick to come and do that himself.And she felt bad, that she didn't like it. That she didn't... Like the fact that they were always together, even though she knew that Lior needed what Sophie was giving to him.It always made her seem... Useless. Like she could give him what Nine couldn't. That no matter what happened, Sophie would be the one by his side, not her.But Skye always made her feel better.He was a... Weird male. Unlike anyone she had ever met. He always seemed eager to please her, which was a new thing for her because no one ever looked
"A-And what happened?"Skye stared at the female in front of him, her face filled with awe and eyes wide. She reminded him many times of an eager child and she probably was.It had been about five days since he started drawing her, though due to certain things, like her inability to stay away from food, tiredness and excessive need to sleep, he wasn't exactly started with painting.Not that he minded. She was... Good company even though he found that his new favorite habit was reading sex scenes to her and watching her redden till she begged him to stop as she covered her ears, shaking her head.He stared at the book in his hands. After the incident with the idiot and the fake bimbo, she said that Lior never found her a tutor so he volunteered to teach her, though there were times he found himself reading to her because there were words she probably wouldn't be able to pronounce and yet, she would still stubbornly try to and he'd watch her scrunch her nose and puff her cheeks then sta
Before Elizabeth Byron became the wife of King Leonard Byron and Queen of Raester, she was Elizabeth Venezia.Daughter of Elder and Lady Venezia. Members of the Royal Council and Highborns and sister to Astrid Venezia.Life was perfect. That was until there had been a fire that burnt down their house and every possible asset that their family had. Elizabeth had been in boarding school at the time and Astrid was spending a sleepover at a friend's place.Both their parents, dead, and all the possible things they could have inherited, burnt along with them.Many times, Elizabeth would tell herself that it must have been someone who hated her parents that caused this, but she could never truly prove this so she stopped thinking of it.When she had returned from school, she found out that her baby sister, Astrid, had been sent to an orphanage as no Highborn family would take her, and neither would they take her.At first, she hadn't believed it, but with the months that passed, she realiz
Something was different about Lior, and Sophie wasn't sure if it was a good or bad change, but she didn't want to think of it too much. There was something bigger than that for her to worry about.The past week had been... Destructive, in a sense. Having to watch everything that you've worked so hard for to crumble to dust, especially when you had put your eggs in one bloody basket and they were all... Broken."Wine?"They were in a lounge room, the male seated in his armchair with his legs crossed, a thoughtful look on his face as he stared at the wine bottle in her hand. "I don't think—""Nonsense," Sophie said, branding a smile on her face as she popped the cork out and began to pour it into two wine glasses then walked back to him, her walk graceful. She placed one in his hand and held the other, raising it in the air. "We haven't exactly celebrated the fact you have been given the Crown Prince title, have we?"He made a face. "Its a lot of work."Sophie laughed. "You were alway
Lior wanted to see Nine but Fujikiwa was a man that seemed to like pushing someone to a near death situation and Kenji liked to abuse the fact that he could bully him without having to worry about breaking any Royal rules.Still, he was grateful for it. He knew if he eventually saw her, he'd run out of what to say and just... Stare at her. He was beginning to realize he barely ever looked at her and his brain kept trying to come up with her face and whenever it did, unfortunately, it was an image that caused the thing underneath his legs to rise.Kenji tormented him for it and Lior had nearly cracked his head open with the wooden sword he had before Kieran stopped him.Now, he was to have a meeting with Elder Whittaker but the man had not arrived yet. "What do you mean you haven't found anything on her?" They were in his Study again, Kenji in his military uniform (Kieran made it a compulsory wear for him) and Lior had on a white turtleneck sweater with black pants and a black wool c
"Are you—" Nine stared at Ora, her hand now playing with the hem of her coat. "Are you sure this is okay?"Ora was staring ahead, her head craning a bit as she nodded, "Most definitely. Nothing hotter than seeing your Mate putting his muscles to use."She turned back to the middle floor of the training room they were in. On it, were Lior and Kenji fighting with swords, both men shirtlessThey were maids already there when they walked in and Ora had wanted to send them away but Nine told her not to. That she was fine staring from the sidelines. And truthfully, she was.She wasn't sure how it'd seem if Lior saw her staring at him the way he was... Even though she could admit that staring at him like that made her feel hot and uncomfortable all at once.Unlike most of the people in the Palace that had milky skin, Lior's was a healthy tanned shade, light and gold like. His body sleek and lean with sweat making his body glow, for some reason.His face was concentrated as he fended his frie