Maya´s POV We had docked between two piers, one along a steep mountainside and the other a little further out. They looked old but were built of massive logs and didn’t budge once, even when the ships anchored between them. The bridges were constructed on logs or pillars sticking at least two or three meters above sea level. After walking along the wooden construction that seemed to go on forever, we finally reached a sand-covered beach. Confused, I searched for this village Arcane and Tew had told me about but saw nothing. There were no buildings, nothing, but I heard voices. Apparently, they had decided that creating a village right by the water was a bad idea, and while we walked over the beach and to the forest edge, I understood why. The water looked peaceful now, and the beach covered several meters up from the water covered with fine sand, small rocks, and colorful seashells. But when I passed the tree lines, the discoloration on the tree trunks was clear evidence of just how
I looked at the bed; sure, it was not narrow and simple, but it was not a king-size bed either. I didn’t think it through, but after scanning the bed, I did the same to him. I stared at him from top to toe; he was not a little man! He must be at least two meters tall, if not more, and I think just one of his muscled thighs alone is the size of my waist. Confused, I looked up when he laughed. He threw his arm around my shoulders and led me out of the cabin. “Don’t worry, little human, I’ll make sure you won’t fall off the bed during the night!” Squeezing me and only chuckling when I slapped his chest. I forgot all about this shortly after because we didn’t go right to swim. Instead, we walked around the village. He introduced me to the families, especially the women. I don’t know when, but I’m sure he said something to them before we showed up. However, I didn’t even know how he knew; he never came close to my bag. Every time we appeared, we were greeted with excitement and open ar
Eir´s POV. I heard him, and I heard him clear as day. But still, my head refused to decipher it, “What?” He leaned down, the tip of his nose so near mine that the heat from him felt like a light touch. “Can I kiss you?” I knew what I should have said, but I surprised even myself when I heard my voice breathe out, “Yes” I panicked for precisely a quarter of a second when he paused, and the thought flashed through my mind: he was only kidding with me. Oh my god, I sounded so desperate! All air was sucked out of me, but it wasn’t panic; he drew a sharp breath and warm lips pressed against mine. First, I froze, and his lips were hard, unmoving, just firmly pressed against mine, and my heart started a frantic race against my burning embarrassment. A switch flipped, and a devouring hunger exploded inside his chest, spreading like wildfire through his body. The only thing separating us was the clothes we wore, and I could feel his heart hammering against his rib cage against mine. I b
Everything seemed to stop: time and space, my frantic heart, and my sassy preschoolers-leveled name-calling. There were only his green eyes, which were sparkling in the dimmed light, intense and so close. I swallowed hard, opened, and closed my mouth like a goldfish on land several times. Our breaths had a pull-and-release game going on; his hot breath brushed over my skin as I slowly filled my lungs and the other way around. The moment was intense, and I had no problem seeing he was angry or, with some luck, just annoyed. I wanted to apologize, but I also wanted to call him an arrogant ass hat and bad-quality snake boots. Maybe this was the moon goddess's way of helping me, making me unable to say a single word and making the situation even worse than it was. Reality slowly kept up my skin, reminding me I had become too comfortable, hammered in the fact that I was a prisoner here. A commoner, in his eyes, was brought here to be a research thing. How could I forget my cursed faith so
I just gaped back, but he still stared at me; the only difference was that he looked like he was glowing. It took me a couple of seconds to realize what he actually said, not only patting me on the head for using my words but stating he would use his own. For a second, my mind scoffed, like he never stopped talking at all. But I shook it away; he did try, at least; it felt like he was offering me an olive branch and that I should grab it despite every fiber in my body screaming for me to close my eyes and pretend this wasn't happening. I didn’t notice that I was nodding before I saw him shaking his head, “Words” He stated firmly that all the amusement was gone, but there was no anger as he spoke. “Okay..?” I knew it was more of a question, but I wanted him to kiss me even if I didn’t want to say it. Saying it made it so real, and part of me still felt terrible. It was wrong because I didn’t know what this meant, I didn’t know what I really wanted, and it was awful because of Toke.
Maya´s POV. “He´s just a human now.” “What? How is that possible?” I stared at Tew; to say I was confused was an understatement. I knew Toke was different and that something had happened to him. But how can a werewolf, or shifter or whatever they called themselves, suddenly become just a human? Did his wolf die? Can his wolf die, but he lives? I’ve been listening to them for a long time; I didn’t really feel I had much to give in this meeting, but this part. “His wolf left him or died. I am not sure; he is vague in answering that question. The bottom line is that he is a wolfless man. This makes interrogating him easier; his wolf can’t protect or heal him.” “So, he just told you everything else? Just like that because he doesn’t have that safety anymore?” It still sounded too easy in my ears. I didn’t know Toke that well, but I knew him well enough not to give up like that. It didn’t sound right. And that part with Loki? Did he make a deal with an old heathen god? I still don’t b
“Loki took her.” The whole room fell silent, and I was suddenly painfully aware that all eyes were on me. This might not have been the right way to do it, but it was done, and I figured it out, didn’t I? “Who?” Tew´s voice sounded unsure, but I knew who I was talking about like everyone here knew, but it felt like he just could not believe me. Not so strange after all, I guess; I mean, come on! In my world, a claim like this would earn me a nice, snugly white shirt with my arms strapped around me. I saw Arcane from the corner of my eye, getting up and hurrying over to my side. I hated to admit it, but this guy seemed to do everything right for some reason. Make me feel safe, stand by my side, backing me up, always a little too close. Nah, who am I kidding? Too close? I shook my head as I sidetracked myself. Tew´s questions were still hanging in the air, and I was still staring straight at him. Tew exchanged glances with Hades, but he remained quiet, waiting for the outcome to play
Eir´s Pov. I still can’t believe I fell asleep, but felt drained and tired. Fighting heavy eyelids, a fight I could not win. However, I now felt rested, calm, and collected while looking over at him through my lashes and pretending I was still asleep. He was not, staring at the ceiling with his hands behind his head right next to me in my bed. I could see his green eyes move; his stare was so intense that my curiosity began to rebel inside me, demanding to know what he was looking at. “How long will you pretend to sleep? Is it a way of saving even more energy?” “No, I’m done. What are you looking at?” Quickly, I brushed it away and rolled over on my back to satisfy my curiosity and hide my slight blush. “Then why do you do it? “ I sighed; why does he always have to ask the weirdest questions? Ask the things most people would not. But I’m beginning to realize I must get used to it, asking the most bizarre and cringiest things. “I don’t know; I wasn’t ready to open my eyes yet. W
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