When Daylen spent his entire life in a dungeon tortured and drained of blood. He has never gotten the chance to know who he was or where he is from. The only thing he knows is the cruelty of his captors and the harsh truth of the world. Daylen believed that he was doomed to die in captivity. He lost all hope of being saved as fairytales weren't real. But when a mysterious savior shows up and rescues him. When the thread of his fate binds him to the heir of the vampire kingdom. With the knowledge of the animosity between the vampires and werewolves, how will he navigate his new life of freedom? Will Daylen choose to pursue the forbidden love promised by his vampire mate or give him up to maintain the balance of things?
View More"Good morning, Alva," he greeted me. The sound of his voice echoed in my ear. I thought it would break my heart to hear his voice but that wasn't the case. I shouldn't have trusted him, that is what I realized at that moment. If he could hurt me in this way and walk up to me as if nothing happened, then he never deserved my love. I cried myself to sleep for a man who didn't have the right to affect me the way that I did. My thoughts ran back to the previous morning. The peaceful day that I had and how wonderful it was without him in my life. Alex came into my life at the right moment. He made me realize that there was me before the jerk before me and there could be a better me after him. I gazed at my ex, the tears in my eyes clearing. I straightened my back and mirrored the smile that he flashed at me. I closed the distance between us by stepping out of the elevator. Meeting his stare. "Good morning Dylan," I spoke out in a steady soft tone. "I guess congratulations are f
"You need to be in school," Devon uttered throwing his gaze at Syvan. The boy swallowed the food nervously unable to comment. He didn't want to go back to school and to a life that made no sense to him. His life as a human was fleeting and any moment could be his last. Syvan didn't wish to spend the last moments of his life wasting away in an institute that would keep him distant from Daylen. "Seva will drive you," Daylen offered without looking up at the man. Syvan frowned. It was evident without a doubt that Daylen was looking fot excuses to get rid of him. Every chance that opened up, Daylen jumped at it without asking him what he wanted. "Did I go to school in my past life?" Syvan asked. Daylen froze. In the past Syvan never had to be a student. He was many things, a prince, vampire, son, friend, brother, leader and most of all a lover. All his titles he wore them like a king. With grace and elegance. One that brought tears to Daylen's eyes as he thought back to that moment
Daylen was tired and emotionally drained. He didn't try to get up or care about what hit him. He was alright lying there and letting everything in the world move without him, slowly he started fading away. He was losing the touch of his senses. Daylen couldn't feel any part of his body, he couldn't feel his body, and the pain was withering away. It was a relief. One which he had desired for a long time. His eyes remained open, he stared at the sky. The rainwater hit his eyes and drenched him. His blood mixing with the water creates a metallic smell around him. 'You swore you would never hurt me, but..' He thought of the moon before everything went blank in his mind. His heart was restless. He wanted to shout out and scream that he wasn't fine. He was broken and hurt but at the end of the day no one cares. Everyone brought into the world cruelty which they forced unto him. Daylen stayed put for a few minutes. "Sir, are you alright?" the driver approached him scared to see him mot
Yulvar spent most of her morning avoiding a certain gorgeous-looking hybrid in the order.She had a world to conquer and the last thing she needed at that moment is for her to be distracted by anything. Even if that distracting was hot and alluring.She ate breakfast and lunch at two different sites in the family mansion without the knowledge of anyone.She took extra caution but now she had a meeting to discuss the plan to start on the quest to get the world under her feet and it was inevitable that she meets him at the meeting.Her mind was clouded by thoughts of everything new that was happening in her life. She discovered a sister she never knew existed. The darkness had risen from the hell hole he had been lost in and the witches and werewolves still existed among them.She called for the meeting in the room. And invited the vampires from her sire line. Vampires that were turned by her."Be seated," she instructed noting Kastor's seat being right next to hers.Her brother who was
The former moon got stood by the window and recalled the day his life fell apart.~flashback~Daylen headed out of the hotel building when the dark storms rumble overhead. The rain started pouring down heavily. He stood under the rain teary-eyed. He sprints away as fast as he could, he was wet and his clothes were sticking to his body. He didn't want to think about anything at that moment. Nothing was relevant to him. It was all worthless to the pain that he was feeling. Every fiber in his body was tearing apart. His heart breaking into a million little pieces. A gust of winds blows past and he suddenly shivers as his cold, wet clothes stick to him. It was dark outside and the streets were clear. There weren't any people walking around the roads, it felt as empty as his heart. He got down on his knees holding on to his heart. The part of his chest that was aching. It was drowning him.He walked on the road, without a destination in mind. Tears clouded his visage making it hard to
"What's your connection to my son, Sebastian?" Semil questioned Devon. Throwing him an intense streaming glare. Devon paused. "Once upon a time, we looked at each other for too long to be friends. After that..."Devon walked into the house leaving the alpha with more questions than answers. Semil struggled to understand the little god. He was complicated. He let out that which he thought was relevant and exited a conversation leaving much to the imagination. The way he spoke and acted, was calculated. Alpha Semil shook his head. The boy looked young yet his actions suggested that he had lived for a long time. "Come, Seb," Semil called over his son. He followed behind the little god. Entering the Wintermere mansion to meet the former moon god. The doors to the house were attended to by Syvan, who was clueless as to whether to let them in or send them away. "I'm Daylen's brother," Devon introduced himself. His introduction forced Syvan to step out of the way to allow them entrance.
The stars twinkled brightly in the sky. Daylen glanced at Syvan, finding him as beautiful as the day they met. The male was human now. He lacked his pale white skin and fierce eyes. It pained him. He let Shea take the part of him that he loved the most as long as meant that Syvan would be safe. Daylen didn't anticipate his sister would go back on her word and kill Syvan. The betrayal left a mark in his heart. One that gave no space for trust and friendship. Daylen was unable to open his heart to trust someone knew again. If he could go back in time he would do things differently and ensure their happy ending. Even if that happiness meant being apart. Daylen listened to the voices in his head. The voices that warned him that the love story would end up the same way it did in the past. It was always the same ending, with them going separate ways. Once was a mistake on his part when he decided to return to the silver palace. Twice was a coincidence when Shea slit them up. He wasn't
"Are you with me or against me?" the alpha asked the little god. The little god looked up from his book and gave attention to the alpha."That depends on which personality you are asking, alpha," the little god responded. Alpha Semil didn't know what to do with that answer. It was evident the little boy was good at playing mind games. He was a simple man who wasn't used to having drama in his life. Alpha Semil wasn't alright with all the attention he was receiving. Especially when they threatened the peace of his family. And endangered them. "I'm asking the boy whose eyes have cared for my son," he spoke with caution. From the conversation, he overheard between the little boy and Daylen. He made out that the boy was the moon goddess's younger brother. He wasn't a sky dancer but rather a god.Being a mere mortal, he didn't want to get caught in between their fight. But seeing as he was what they were fighting about he figured it was close to impossible to stay away from the fight. H
Syvan stared at the work of his and Seva's hands and smiled. He was pleased with what they had done in that short amount of time that they had.He had Seva fetch his charming host so that he could surprise him. He looked around for anything that was still lacking, finding it all to be perfect he stood in waiting for Daylen.His eyes stared impatiently at the entrance. His palms got sweaty from being nervous. He wanted everything to be perfect, Daylen shouldn't find any reasons to complain. It was their first dine together. After learning that he is Daylen lover reincarnated. He wished for nothing more than to be with Daylen. Seva arrived with Daylen, Daylen had his eyes blindfolded against his better judgment. The moment he stepped into the room.Syvan,'s senses went out of control, his body started shivering, and eventually, he froze. Having been in a relationship with the man in the past made him see Daylen in a new sense. Daylen was his and that made him more nervous.His mind wen
Daylen slept on the cold floor with little to no clothes on. He shivered from the cold of the night, and he twisted and turned his head around from the nightmares that haunted his sleep.Sweat trickled down his face.His tired weak hands were clenched into fists. Trying to resist the pain from breaking him down. It was the only thing he could do to aid his helpless situation.He opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep when icy cold water was poured on him. He trembled in fear, the cold of the night running its thy hands down her spine.Daylen raised his gaze and locked it by the door where the water came from. His body shuddered from the torture that the opened door promised to him.He grabbed the hems of his shirt and held it with the weak strength he had left. Clinging to the little pieces left of what used to be a shirt to keep him strong.His hands and feet were chained in silver. With every little movement that he made, the chains weakened him even more.He blinked his eyes, h...
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