I hated myself for it – for the way my body responded to her presence, for the way my heart quickened at the sight of her, for the way my mind betrayed me with thoughts of hunger and desire. But try as I might to push them aside, those feelings refused to be ignored, rising up within me like a tidal
Morana Ambrose.I woke up the next morning when I heard a knock on the door. A caretaker was appointed for me to help me do my daily routines, even when I told Adrian I didn't need one. She was a kind woman who looked like she was in her thirties. Her aura had a warming effect on people around her.
Morana Ambrose. Every minute I stayed in his presence has always made me feel nervous, my skin on fire and my head filled with different kinds of emotions which would always leave me utterly confused and angry at myself. Suddenly the sound of footsteps broke the heavy tension that filled the air.
Morana Ambrose. I could feel the piercing gaze on my back, every single hair on my body rose up as fear rushed through my body. I stilled, every muscle froze. I couldn’t breathe, I felt my lungs tightening and my throat drying up. Fear gripped me as I lay still, my eyes squeezed shut. I could sense
Morana Ambrose. Adrian’s scent filled my senses, driving me crazy with all intense desire and longing blasting through my veins. His hand moved from my hair to my cheek, his touch gentle which sent tingling sensations all over my body. I closed my eyes for a moment, savoring the sensation, then ope
Adrian Blackthrone.Few hours Ago. I was sitting in my office, deep in work when all of a sudden my Gama, Derek, rushed over to my office. “Your highness, There’s a problem.” He said, his voice filled with panic and urgency. “What is it, Derek?” I asked, turning to him. "Charlotte has escaped th
Morana Ambrose. Later that day, after having dinner, I went back to my room. Everything that had happened throughout the day kept running through my mind. Charlotte had escaped the dungeon, but how? Did someone help her? My mind was filled with these troubling thoughts, each one more unsettling tha
"Morana," he murmured, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. "What are you doing with that knife?" I swallowed hard, my breath catching in my throat as I struggled to find my voice. "I... I thought... I thought you were..." I stammered, unable to form proper words as his closeness
“Exactly,” Morana said, her eyes sparkling with determination. “We’ll teach them to be brave, to stand up for what’s right, and to love fiercely.” After dinner, we moved to the living room, the kids nestled in our arms. The atmosphere was warm and cozy, filled with the soft glow of lamps and the s
I leaned down, kissing her forehead softly, feeling as if we were the only two people in the world at that moment. “We did this together, Morana. Always together.” “Hey, you two lovebirds!” Rowan called from the doorway, a wide grin on his face. “Hazel wants to know if you’re ready for a family di
Adrian Blackthrone. Years later. I paced anxiously in the hallway of the hospital, outside the delivery rooms, my heart racing with excitement and a hint of anxiety. Her cries from inside of the room make me feel more anxious. Today was a day we had both anticipated and dreaded—the day our liv
Adrian BlackthroneI heard it—a heart-wrenching cry that cut through the silence like a blade. “Adrian! Adrian!”My heart shattered at the sound. It was her voice, raw with pain and desperation. I woke up and pushed myself up. I glanced at the sword pierced into my chest and slowly pulled it out. M
"A test?" Adrian frowned, his brows drawing together. "What do you mean?"Selene’s eyes softened, and she gestured toward the waterfall. "Walk with me."He followed her, the pups padding alongside them as they made their way toward the water’s edge. The sound of the falls grew louder, a calming pres
A heart-wrenching cry from Morana echoed across the battlefield, so profound and full of despair that it felt like the earth itself wept in sorrow. The sound cut through the chaos, louder than the clashing of swords and the roaring of wolves. For a moment, everything stopped—the hunters, the witches
Morana Ambrose. I was on the verge of losing consciousness, slipping into the dark void that was beckoning me with open arms. But through the haze of agony, I could make out the witches surrounding me, their voices raised in urgent chants, their hands glowing with the raw power of magic. They were
This couldn’t be happening. Not now.Through the haze of pain, I heard Adrian’s voice in my mind, a desperate command, but I couldn’t understand it. The bond between us was crackling with urgency, but the pain was too overwhelming, too all-consuming. I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t think.Adrian howled
Morana Ambrose. My breath came in short, desperate bursts as I dodged another blast of black magic from Carlisle. His eyes glowed with malice, dark energy radiating from him in waves as he sent another spell flying toward me. He somehow gained more dark magic Adrian was beside me, his massive lycan