"Where were you?" He growled louder this time making her jump in fright. Didn't matter how much she tried to maintain her cool in front of him, he always made sure fear get through her."...I...I..was in the g..garden," she stammered as she rubbed her sweaty hands on her dress. The small steps she was taking towards the door didn't go unnoticed by him. His anger ignited ten times and he took predatory strides toward her. Before she could run towards the door, her body was slammed against the door with a force that was unbearable for her. She groaned in pain and tried to get him off her. "With whose fucking permission?" His threatening voice was enough to send her to the edge of a panic attack. "I...I didn't..knew," she struggled in his grip and whimpered with pain. His hands moved swiftly and in no time he had her pinned against the door. His strength was something which she could never get acquainted with."You need to learn some manners." An a
His fingers tapped on the table in rhythmic motion as he waited for the old men in front of him, to shut their mouths. He was getting impatient and annoyed. Meetings were never his things, he always found himself getting angry for no reason during these times. "The council is waiting for reports from Phae Santos for weeks now, what is taking so long, King Valan." The old man asked loudly as every member present in the room looked at the king, who was shifting uncomfortably in his seat. "Well, I don't have the whole day for this," Lucifer muttered impatiently. He tapped his foot trying to control his rage, but his tolerance was running narrow. Valan gulped and stood up to bow down to him. "My Lord, my...my kingdom is falling. Last month..we..we were attacked, by witches and we lost half of the army and now we are running out of resources. I promise_"Before he could finish his sentence, a dagger docked in his chest. His eyes widened as he grabbed the dagger in
Matthew?""He is alive and I don't know how's that even possible? Lucifer ripped his heart out....and I was the one who burned his body.""Nothing makes sense!""And on top of that, Matthew is Draven's brother! Fucking Draven!""Draven Vll? The Vampire?" "How many Draven you know, Artemis?""Shit!! That's unbelievable!" Michael grabbed a fistful of his hair as he tried to sunken the information. Artemis watched her brother with worry while she was as distorted as him. "Falcon! Where is he?" Michael suddenly stopped pacing as his mind drifted off to the last conversation he had with Falcon. Falcon was going to tell him something but he had to go to check out the perimeters."I don't know! He must be drowning himself in alcohol again!" Artemis gulped down another glass of bourbon as Michael furrowed his brows in confusion. Her eyes scanned the whole bar while her brother stood in front of a table with a glass of liquor."That shit doesn't wor
"Elijah?" Artemis stuttered as she looked wide-eyed at him. The smirk on Elijah's face vanished whatsoever doubts she was having. Looking at him after god knows how long felt strange yet familiar to her. A charmer...that's what he was back then."Hello to you too, Artemis." Elijah rolled his eyes at the sudden astonished face that Artemis was making. A tall glass of Bacardi rested elegantly in his hands. Artemis gulped down the lump of saliva as he gulped down his rum."What are you doing here, Elijah?" Michael asked as he watched him with suspicion dancing in his eyes. Elijah did a quick turn while he emptied his glass before turning to face Michael."Is this how you're going to greet your friend?" Elijah fake pouted making Michael groan in frustration."We are not friends." He gritted in disgust."We were," Elijah smirked. Michael moved towards him with clenched fists."Why the fuck are you here after so long?" Artemis interrupted as she pulled Mi
"Please! I haven't talked to Royals in ages." His shaky voice was denying his words. The way he was trying to avert his eyes were confirming Lucifer's suspicion."Hmm....you can go," Lucifer said calmly as he turned towards Michael."He was lying." Michael breathed out as he observed the Vampire sprinting towards the opposite side of the forest. Lucifer aimlessly rotated his dagger in his hands as his eyes scanned the vampire's back. And in no time he threw the dagger in the air. The screams of the vampire echoed in the whole vacant forest making Lucifer tilt his head and analyze the speed with which he had pierced his heart. "I know.....Her scent is all over the area." Michael looked confused at Lucifer as he tried to read his mind but like always everything was blank like Lucifer himself.Lucifer snapped his fingers and one of his guards came running toward them. "My lord," the guard said, standing at attention. "Have your men search the western vil
A carriage parked right in front of the mansion. His eyes were glued to the door as he felt a presence beside him. "Who are they?" He whispered as he looked at the woman getting out of the carriage. The way they were dressed in elegant dresses proved their regality. Bright colors danced around as a few women stepped out of the carriage."Seems like someone of important status," Draven whispered as he felt himself looking at the carriage too."My lord."Their breath got caught in their throats as their eyes landed on the woman who was still half inside the carriage. Lucifer felt his hands sweating as his eyes landed on the stone he had ever seen. He felt himself drowning in the ocean of the blues of her eyes. Yellow wasn't his color but the way the yellow dress hugged her curves drove him insane. He had never seen an exquisite beauty like her. The white long gloves shielded her arms from sun tan as a nicely bloomed yellow rose rested on her hair. "My lord."
Why am I not shocked? Maybe this was too strange..?"What?""I know it's hard to believe but, it's true." "No! No!.....I....believe you, it's just so... unrealistic." Who am I to judge?"But when did this happen?""Last month....in Zenith."I had heard the name; Zenith. It was the same name Aphrodite said when we were having breakfast; awkward breakfast. She said something about Falcon ruling over that place."What is Zenith?" I found myself asking."It's a...like somewhere where the council is created with the head of every supernatural community; werewolves, vampires, witches, even humans too."Strange. Humans become council members of the supernatural communities. Isn't it brave of them?She looked at me as she breathed out."Being a hybrid, Lucifer is head of the council. His words the the the law of the supernatural community." Again I'm not shocked. That man radiates power wherever he went. He isn't scared of da
"But...that doesn't make any sense. How's that even possible?" I breathed out as everything started to fly above my brain. The more I knew about these creatures, the more complicated it becomes. It was like every single detail was connected to other tunnels leading to secrets of their pasts."That's what I'm thinking...Ayannah was killed.... along with her bloodline....at least that's what I was told." Victoria narrowed her brows. Stress wasn't good for her."Hey...calm yourself down," I said worriedly as she stopped pacing around and turned to look at me."Yeah...um.I still..." "These are just philosophies of your ancestors. Maybe something might be missing..?" I tried to ensure her. But the surreal look on her face said otherwise. She nodded her head."Don't worry yourself...it's not good for the baby.." I looked at her flat belly which was going to protrude like a watermelon soon. She smiled and again nodded her head."I'm going to the kitc
The first rays of sunlight lit up my room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in. The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. Golden fingers of sunlight lit up the scene. At daybreak, it is cool and invigorating, full of songbirds, walkers and joggers. At midday, it is sleepy, hot and still. In the evening, shadows lengthen and coolness returns. But at night, it can be a frightening place, with dangers lurking in the dark shadows of the foliage. Dewdrops, rolling along the roses I planted a few weeks ago, the balcony was covered with plants and flowers, and nourished dreams, splashing a piece of transparent sunlight. In a golden squeak, hatch dawn that is no longer wet. Early morning was like the baby who wakes up after a night of sleep, just like the one giggling in my arms. Everywhere, there is vigour and vitality. The flowers, and the grass, are so green, I feel comfortable, I like the beautiful morning, it gives me a wonderful start. Since it was the week
I’ve always been curious about various things, life, the sun, fate and the kiss of death. The word was limited yet held the power to seize everything in its hold, I varied, yet condemned. I felt every emotion yet I couldn’t reflect any. I had been staring at her body for a moment now, waiting for her to wake up and attack me, to kill me, but she couldn’t, she was dead. I killed her. The storm raging up in the sky reflected the one bubbling in my heart. I’ve become what I despised the most. A murderer. A killer. This wasn’t my intention, I just wanted to help. But when she admitted she was responsible for Elijah’s death, I couldn’t control it, I couldn’t help but feel dangerous. Maybe because Elijah was the next good thing that ever happened to me. He was there, always, just like Falcon, looking out for me, caring for me without a second thought. He indeed was a friend in need and not in need. He knew what he promised me and yet he could do wonders to make that happen. We spotted
Draven grunted and docked a brutal punch over his jaw, the man knock over his back gripping his jaw as he pulled himself away from him and screamed while charging at him again. Draven sighed annoyingly before running past him with speed as he snapped his neck. “Bloody, bastards,” he cursed as he wiped his hands over his pant. “Where is she?” He raised his brow as he turned around to see Nicholas holding himself by the wall as he limped to him. Draven chuckled. “Who? The witch or the bitch?” He snickered and Nicholas growled before trying to charge at him before Draven lunged past him and kicked him in the face. “Melissa! What did to do to her?” Nicholas growled and Draven sighed, rubbing his hands over his face. “Melissa, Melissa, Melissa. She’s not who you think she is. I don’t even know if she ever existed.” Nicholas frowned. Draven rolled his eyes. “The woman you saw years ago, It wasn’t even her real body. God! The body I fucked wasn’t her real body either.” Dr
Magic. What a word. If someone would’ve told me this two years ago, I wouldn’t have believed them. Who would? No one, precisely. Magic was just a hypothetical word that was used to enhance the beauty of the world. But today, it was different. I believed in every other thing that I would never have. Magic. Spells. Reincarnation. Second chance of life. Everything. Why wouldn’t I? I’ve been through them. It still felt like a dream that I was once dead, and I lost my children to Melissa. To save everyone, I had to sacrifice my blood. Not a thing a mother would do, but a thing a true queen would do. Elijah, my dad, my brother, Michale, Angelina, Victoria, and every person I loved was going to become a pawn in Melissa’s play and I refused to let them die, so I did what I thought was best. She needed to die. And today, I was standing in something similar situation. My people were fighting outside, Lucifer was probably looking for me, worrying. Despite my frustration with Draven, h
“This shit’s getting on my nerves. First you’re telling me that the ancient bad bitchy witch is alive, then you’ve almost succeeded in giving me an heart attack by saying she’s creating a reincarnation spell and third, her body is getting destroyed? Like what the hell? How’s she supposed to reincarnate when her body is destroyed?” Damon groaned in frustration in the phone before speeding towards the forest path. “Calm down, Damon. You just need to go there and note the situation. We’ll handle the rest.” Damon sighed and shook his head. “I’m doing all this because I trust you, Draven. Don’t make me regret this.” Damon could hear Draven sighing and heaving a deep breath before he heard his deep voice. “I know what I’m doing, Damon. I just need to make things right, for once, for all.” Damon gritted his teeth and nodded regardlessly. “I love you, brother.” Damon could practically imagine Draven grinning as involuntarily a smile created on his lips as line went off
“How are you alive? The last time I remember, you died with me? Then-“ “You don’t shut up, don’t you? Still couldn’t figure out what Lucifer saw in you.” Melissa groaned with annoyance and I held back the urge to roll my eyes. What a scheming wench she was. “If you’re gonna kill me, at least I deserve to know some answers, don’t you think?” I pushed further as she dragged me down the stairs. The spiral stairs were making me nauseous but it was the least of my worries now. Melissa was alive and God knows where Lucifer was. I was unsure if Nicholas was still alive and if there was something wrong with me. Melissa took an incisive turn as we reached the cellars when she let go of me suddenly. “So, you’re gonna kill me here?” I mumbled as I looked around the cellar with only one single, barely enough to see a window that was situated on ground level. The four walls lacked any colour instead of grey concrete walls and floor. I looked amusedly at her as she groaned in frus
Blood froze in my veins, the paranoia in my mind was becoming a reality, taking a shape, a turn, a frame, Melissa’s silhouette. The only person that deserved my hatred more than Nicholas, the only woman who had destroyed me once and now she was back to snatch my happiness away from me again. I was startled, scared, terrorised, angry. And all this emotions bottled up as one. The most intriguing one among them was rage. That explained the familiarism. Just because Melissa had taken a different body this time, her selfish self couldn’t be changed. She still was that self-obsessed freaky bitch. “What are doing here, Melissa?” Lucifer asked, his eyes not leaving hers. The more he looked at her, the more my heart shattered, the more I felt the rage to drive my claw into her chest and rip her heart out, the more I wanted to claim Lucifer as mine and the more I felt strange. “We are fated, Lucifer. Where you are, my existence is there.” Her honey laced words were anything but fa
The delicacy and how strained the situation we were trapped in was, I was having this delusional feeling inside me that told me that something was about to happen, something inevitable. And be it my intuition or the fear in my chest, my sentiments were certainly affecting my unborn child. Not that I could only feel my child, I could also sense his sentiments. Just like the fear and yet underlying hidden feeling that something inside me was changing. ImI couldn’t exactly feel it completely, but I could feel my child’s heartbeat and his pores inside me growing, expanding. It must have related to something Nicholas had done. Lucifer tsked as he shook his head looking at Nicholas. “We can end this in a way that’ll benefit both of us, Nicholas.” There. There it was. The thing, the feeling that had been clawing me since Lucifer unlike his predator self started to have a civil talk with Nicholas. There was something in his mind that I wasn’t aware of, something cynical and far mo
This world’s full of misery and lies, no matter how hard you try to keep yourself together by holding the thin pieces of hope that barely help you to conclude anything, you still find yourself wanting for what has made you suffer more than anything. And probably this was the reason why I was in this situation, I wanted to be left alone, away from all this, but at the same time, I wanted someone to hold me close and ruffle my hairs mumbling sweet nothings into my ears. This ecstasy was something I wanted to cherish, wanted to live and then there was this unrelenting feel that something was changing. I was never the one to wish for someone’s demise or harm something knowingly but this, this man made me wish for hell, a sadistic and cruel way in which he was bound to die. I knew it. Cause Lucifer barely kept his enemies alive not when someone threaten his obsession. And for the first time, I wanted the same. “Why’re you doing this?” Nicholas grinned, making me both grit my teet