"Little bunny, little bunny. Wolf is HUNGRY!" The voice taunted me, followed by an evil cackle. * "Run, rabbit. RUN!" A monstrous bellow boomed through the night sky and crashed into my soul like a sledgehammer. I could feel a chill sweeping across my body and my heart pounding in my chest. The echoes of howls and laughter followed me from behind as I ran for my life. ** Elisabeth's life had been harder than most since she was a child--a distant and often cruel mother and her never-ending cycle of addiction that had taken over her life. But on this fateful night, something far more sinister was lurking in the darkness, ready to take her away from it all. Massive figures appeared out of nowhere, growling and taunting her. She tried to scream, but nothing would come out; before she knew it, she was waking up in a world where Viking werewolves ruled with mysterious faeries at their side. Every five years, they traveled to the human realm, collecting ten girls for their mate run--and tonight, Elisabeth was one of them. With only a white dress and her bare feet, Elisabeth stood beside the other nine girls as the beasts prowled around them menacingly. A silver dagger pierced each of our wrists, signaling the start of the hunt! “We honor the moon goddess; let your blood lead your mate to you!”
View More“Aah, yes!! Harder! Harder Gabe, I’m almost there! Oh yes! “
I moaned loudly, arched my spine, and threw my head back.
Was it true? Far from it, I already had to spit on my hand and rub it between my legs two times so that he would think I was still soaking wet for him.
“I’m coming, Gabe! Harder!”
I breathed out my moans and slightly turned them up a notch, not screaming, but almost. A slight trembling in my thighs, dragging my nails up his back and squeezing his dick a couple of times while he was pounding me like a dog in heat, so convinced I was right there on the heavenly edge with him.
I should have a fucking Oscar for this performance!
His grunting became more carnal, reminding me of a dying squirrel, and his hips stiffened as he showed his dick deeper in like it was an incredible effort for him.
I tightened the muscles in my pussy yet again while lifting my ass off the bed and releasing my scream. Rolling my eyes back before I closed them, working my pussy to the point I was surprised he didn't think my lady parts were having a seizure.An Oscar for fucking! That would have been something to put on the shelf! I had to hold back the laughter as I prepared my thank you speech in my head. My teacher's face would be priceless. Before she fainted, that is.
“Fuck, baby! You’re so tight!!”
He slumped atop me, nearly knocking the air out of my lounges and ruining my little daydream. His body was warm and sweaty. Drops of sweat trickled down his chin and landed on my chest. Yuk! He was turning limp inside me and started covering my neck with sloppy, wet kisses. A shiver went through my body, and I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him a little back. I was faking a smile. I just needed his car key so I could go to work!
I made it just in time! I worked at an old, run-down gas station outside of town. With late shifts and night shifts, it was a crappy and tedious job, but at least I got paid. What made it even better was the old couple running it; they were super sweet. The shift dragged out; a couple of bikers stopped by, and a young couple who had lost their way. That’s it!
A quarter past midnight, I was on my way home. Staring straight ahead on the dark road in a haze—no road lights, no passing traffic, and not even a single house—I was spaced out. Driving home in the darkness always made me this way. I never had any idea what was awaiting me at home. Home, I scoffed.
It was an old dump, but the only place my mom could afford to rent, and this time, we managed to keep it for over six months. To say she could afford rent was a stretch; she used my school funds and, even then, expected me to pay up from pocket.
Would all my things be scattered outside the house when I came home? It would not be the first time a landlord had thrown us out because Mom missed payments again.
Would the electricity work? Was the house on fire? Parts of it, maybe? Would a crowd with drunk, high, and nasty people stumble around? Was this the time I came home and found her dead? Perhaps the first thing I see will be flashing blue lights. Both Police, paramedics, and firefighters knew our address well by now.
I jumped in my seat, and the car made a sharp turn; sweat formed on my temples as I struggled to regain control. The car parked on the side of the road, and my heart was pounding. My grip on the steering wheel was so tight it hurt, but I didn’t notice before I had time to calm down enough. My knuckles were white when I finally let it go.
“What the fuck was that!?”
I shouted to my steering wheel. Did I run over an animal? Did I imagine it? I swallowed hard. Should I go out and check? And then what? Bring an injured stary home? I couldn’t afford to take it to a vet! Oh god, what if I hit a poor dog?
I need to calm down! I don’t even know if I hit anything; maybe I missed it. Or it was just a freaking shadow. Was it even an it? Perhaps I hit the ditch or a huge rock? Rummaging through my purse, I found my phone, 10% great. Just turning the flashlight on made it drop 8%
The crisp night air brushed against my face as I set one foot out the door, and my whole body froze! My head snapped to the side while my heart hammered at a raging speed, trying to break through my chest. Nothing, there was nothing there! A branch broke right in front of me in the blinding darkness, and I jumped back in, slammed the door shut, and locked the door behind me.
Fuck, fuck, fuck! It’s just an owl! I murmured as I fidgeted with the key. My hands were shaking so badly I missed it! The keys fell to the floor, and I dived down after them. My imagination was running wild; suddenly, the gavel crunched, behind the car, at the passenger side, under the car, and I fucken jammed the key in the ignition and pressed the pedal as hard as I could, all while holding my breath.
Gravel and dirty skyrocketed behind the vehicle before it jumped ahead, and I held max speed all the way home. Not once did I look in the mirror, and not once did I slow down. I’m going home now!
Driving up to the dark house I call home, I finally felt like I could breathe again. The place looked quiet; no cars were in the driveway, and my things were not scattered on the lawn or sidewalk. There was no loud music, no lights, and no one was stumbling around puking outside.
This can be a good night or the end of everything as I know it.
The only sound is squeaking the door as it opens; it’s so quiet. It's way too quiet. She’s usually home by now. She can’t drive, and the last bus passed half an hour ago. The air was cold, but it felt still like it had piled up in the house and got stuck there. Old and dense. Yes, I'm home.
I clicked the switch a couple of times before giving up; it was gone again. I was so sure I had paid the last bill! I sighed and looked down at my phone—5%. Just perfect! I need to find somewhere to charge it before I can sleep.
I decide to walk through the house to look for Mom before I head back out; maybe Gabe is still awake. I can fake another orgasm if that means I can sleep in a warm bed and get my phone charged at the same time. With the cold light from the moon shining through the windows, I make my way from room to room. Nothing. Nobody. Only dust, empty bottles, and the sound of a window slamming against the frame.
The moment the bathroom door slid open, I saw her dark and fragile silhouette against the cold and white floor. Holding my breath, I wait, but it’s impossible to know if she´s breathing or not.
“Mom?”
My voice barely carried, and as a pathetic whisper, I breathed it out between my lips, like breaking the thick silence would ruin anything.
Nothing. Kneeling, I reach out and touch her hand. It’s ice-cold, but it always is, so I squeeze it hard. She groans and yanks her arm back, muttering something under her breath. I breathe in relief, but anger, disappointment, and hatred wash over me as fast as the ease leaves my lungs. But, like always, I hold it in. I bite my lip and start to scoop her up in my arms.
Sitting down on the bed beside her, I can see her face in the bright moonlight; the woman I call mom is no longer my mom. There is nothing left of her; not only is she just skin and bones, bruises, and open wounds on her arms, ankles, and between her toes. Her lips are dry, her cheeks hollow, and her skin is more grey than anything else. Never have I seen such a skin color on a living person: cold grey and washed-out yellow. I sighed.
Her memories had faded long ago, and her personality drowned in liquor years before that. The only thing she knew and cared about was her next hit, money, and mumbling shit about my father and monsters. A man I never knew or met.
Usually, when she closed her eyes after a new hit, she would ramble about him until her words slurred and she passed out;
“He is a monster! I saved you. He is a monster! We don’t belong here! A monster! I saved you! You should thank me! I saved your sorry ass !"
Chapter 2 of book 2. Queen of KingsThe reaction was immediate, and no matter what I told myself, I lost control of it even before it started. My heart dropped; it felt like I was pulled back into an alternate reality where I watched the Fay march through the pack´s village. Sound and shapes faded out around me as I felt an unbearable need to cry. My chest started aching, my heart raging against my rib cage, and a lump threatened to suffocate me as I struggled to swallow. It was a real-time fight-or-fight reaction, but they conflicted with one another, crashing inside me as my body began to run. All I could think of was my kids. I forgot all about Eir; there was no room for anything else as my feet carried me in a rush between small cottages and houses. Are they okay? Still with Arcane? They are fine! Of course, they are! But still, all I saw was their small little faces, crying and calling out for me in desperation. Calling for their mom, and I wasn’t there! Irrational, it is irratio
Chapter 1. of Book 2. Queen of kings.Three years later.Maya´s POV.“Stop that!”“I don’t like it!”“I don’t care! Stop being such a baby, Arcane; stand still and try it on! Dressing you is worse than dressing the kids! And they have the ability to turn into wet noodles whenever I try!”"Is it really necessary? It feels like you’re trying to hang me!""Oh, stop the whining! It’s just a tie!""From what I’ve seen, nobody dresses up with something tied around their neck if they’re not going to hang! This is unnatural! Do you even think she will do it this time?"I paused, let my hands fall, and watched with a plain face as Arcane ripped that poor tie off him like a burning curse etching on his skin. I wanted to yell at him, and I wanted to hit him, but I knew it wasn’t fair. He was right, after all. It had been over two years already, and three times, Eir and the Dragon had prepared for the Royal mateing ritual and every time, she had found a reason to back out of it.There was no longe
Amon/ Dragon King´s POV.The deep-rooted frustration and disrespect faded the second he laid eyes on her. Dragon vision zoomed in, and his wings had stretched as he lowered his head and aimed. Everything was different now, and everything had changed. Why? I’m not sure, but I will figure it out. Her sob-filled laughter danced over the dark field yet again, and I wanted nothing more than to relish in this feeling. A quest for later, I thought to myself, right now, all I need is here. All I need is her.For once, I understood her. I hated to see her cry, and my heart felt pain with each heartbeat. But she cried while smiling, cried while laughing. I’ve never seen such love between two creatures, the way they fight joy, pain, heartbreak, and love. Because Maya, the lost Valkyrie, acted just the same as she did. Despite all the darkness that tightened around both girls’ hearts, love and happiness shone through just by seeing one another, and I think that is the only thing that kept me sane.
"Oh shut up, Hades, you know you love me."Nida winked at him before shifting her focus back to me, and to my surprise, the beautiful snake-like woman smiled at me with a beaming smile. Her white teeth looked unnaturally white, and her sharp canines glinted in the light. Deadly, stunning, and mythical. Nida was not someone I had expected to meet ever again and to be frank, I had no idea how to react. I should hate her, and she worked with Loki. But then again, she never did me anything wrong. Not really. To my surprise, Hades mumbled and looked down to the side, giving Nida all the space she needed without hesitation. I heard him beside me, still mumbling uncoherent words like a scorn teen.A cold but delicate little hand with long nails gently lifted my chin."Don’t let him sour your mood, little human. He is an expert at sulking. I mean, he beat the most skilled, spoiled, and stubborn toddler I’ve ever met anytime."I couldn’t help it; her voice was so cheerful, and I felt drawn towa
Eir´s Pov.She had long and thick brown hair in soft curls over her shoulders. Sparkling blue eyes, her skin was pale, but she had miniature roses on her cheeks. With a beaming smile, she looked nothing like I remember her. Blinking slowly, once, twice, and then three times. But she was still there, so healthy and... normal? Yes, normal. This couldn’t be real, but I couldn’t help myself; I had to talk to her!“Mom?”“My little Elly girl! Look at you!”Her hands reached out for me while she walked up. I couldn’t stop looking at her, and she was so different. But I still could not accept it, even when all of me knew and wanted to take it. Accept her, smiling at me! Wanting to hug me! So, of course, I just stood there, gaping, unable to move a muscle.“You grew up, baby girl, I’m glad. ““ I… Who are you?”“You know who I am, Elly! This is like I always told you: In the next life, Elly! In the next life. Well, technically, we are between, but who cares for the details!”Her smile faltered
Maya´s Pov.“WHAT DID YOU DO!?”The beast split into two men, both running straight for me, screaming. I could see the hatred, the evil, and their accusation pierced my skin. But I couldn’t react to them, could acknowledge their presence. All I saw was her, her white wolf, lying lifeless on the cold and dirty ground. Fur drenched in blood burned patches from my sword up her front leg where it had hit the bracelet.Shouting and cussing, words meant to hurt, bounced off the walls all around me. Tew and Arcane stopped them, curling them to the ground with no mercy or gentle touch. But I could feel even their eyes on me. The doubt, the shock, and the accusation they so desperately tried to hide. My sword fell to the ground, and the clang of metal against stones echoed down the darkness, over and over until the sound died out.“I didn’t kill her, I didn’t kill her…. I DIDN’T KILL HER!”A whisper I had no control over, a chant meant to convince myself. It didn’t work, and I didn’t hear mysel
Oh, goddess, was I wrong! I wanted to run and leave this incredible, horrifying darkness so many times, but Hades held me back. Took my hand and led me forward or held me back; eventually, we slowly walked down the narrow, black stone tunnel, filling my head with whispers. Stories about how they died, their last memories, their lust for revenge and despair. All through the hall, desperate cries of a baby echoed all around us. It was horrible, full of pain and fear, and despite not being used to babies, all I wanted was to pick up this poor soul and comfort them. But just walking there, not doing anything, made my heart shatter, my chest ached, and tears streamed down my face while walking silently.I clinging to Hades’ hand like it was the only lifeline I had, and I am not sure I will ever be able to forget this. I don’t know if I will ever stop hearing the poor baby crying in utter desperation. I can’t explain this feeling, cannot explain how this sound haunted me, pained me, and tore
“Anja? How the hell can you call that thing something so casual?!”“Because that is, or it was her name at the beginning.”We had finally stopped, sitting down in the pitch-black depths of the cave. The cold stones bit my back as I leaned against the cave's walls, pressing my knees up against my chest.“All lost souls, detached or roaming spirits, end up here. When she did, she was a woman like you. I am not sure what she was, but the legend says she was a shifter, but there are many stories about what kind. However, they said she was a greedy woman, sly and conning, and that she would use any means necessary to get what she wanted or felt she deserved. Nobody knows how she obtained the fallen dragon, but somehow, she did, but she did not anticipate the cost of her greed. There is nobody she can complain to, nobody that can change her faith, so as the years passed, her spirit became part of the skeleton. Together, they are now one; together, they collect all lost or wandering spirits a
*Mumbling* Goddess me, what an annoying sound! *Louder mumbling* A voice, a familiar voice at that. Do I really know people with such an annoying voice? “WAKE UP!” The shouting cut straight through the fog and mumbled and yanked me out, leaving me confused and annoyed at the same time. My eyes were soar and dry, making me blink several times before managing to make sense of the scenery around me. Still, it was so dark, and it all felt so strange. Surreal. The air was neither cold nor warm; it just kind of was there—no wind, but no wind still. No fresh air, no dense old air, heck, I'm not even sure there is air here. However, I am still breathing, not struggling. I feel no pain, no relief, just an immense void inside of me. “You took your time! Hello? Do you hear me? “ His voice was too loud, too close, and sounded so irritated and impatient that it rubbed off on me. Blinking desperately now, I tried to see him, remember him, but my head worked so slowly. Damned, did I drink last
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