Hi guysss, thank you all for coming this far with me, I would forever be grateful. We have come to the end of book one (Twisted Desires; His Darkest Obsessions). But hold your horses, Book Two is coming up, the story is far from being over. Please do drop your reviews on this first completed part, I want to know what you think about this book and also vote and comment. (Coming Up). Book 2: Twisted Desires & Burning Passions
PROLOUGE(Natasha's POV)~~~~~~~~~The day had finally come. For ten years, I waited for this day, and here it was. This was the day the Blood Moon Pack would pay for everything they did to me—everything they did to my pack.I had been summoned by 'The Ghost'. It truly was strange that the person I trusted was the one I had never seen his true face.I would never forget how everything I had loved had been forcefully taken from me. It had been a beautiful day; one would never expect the ill-happenings that awaited us all at the Lake Moon Pack. I was only eight years old, a child with no responsibilities. I remember hearing the scream; it was coming from outside our house. I wonder what might be going on, but the screams only grew louder, and I knew something must be wrong. I remember my father busting into my room and yelling at me to hide. I had been so confused about what the hell was going on, I just stood there, lost.I had been so afraid that I had started to cry. What a stupid
(Lena's POV)Two years later.I never thought for once that I would find myself living amongst humans, but this was the safest place for me, a place he wouldn't be able to find me—even if he ever decides to search.I want to believe that I have forgotten my past and left it all behind me, but I have not. In the human world, everything is different; they do not operate the way werewolves do. It was strange that they all went on with their normal jobs, oblivious to the fact that there were other creatures living among them.The night had come, and it was time for me to leave. I stare at my son, Kaden. He was only a little over a year old, but every time I stared at him, every time I looked into his eyes, I couldn't bear it, but he was my ex-husband dublicate—everything about him, he hadn't even beared a single of my features. Even if I didn't want to remember Damien, everytime I looked at my son's face I did, but that didn't deter what I felt for Kaden.I didn't want to leave him in the
(Lena's POV)The intruder held the knife in his other hands, and I notice it is a short distance from Kaden's neck. If I met up with him quick, faster than he could hurt Kaden, then maybe I could have a chance, but I can never play such games with my son's life.Kaden stirs, and then he is awake, and he lets out a silent cry, using that as a little distraction. I lunched at the werewolf man, kicking him in the nuts and taking Kaden before he could fall to the ground.The werewolf is quick to strike, despite how hard I hit him. I only had a moment to place Kaden on a table before I blocked the punch thrown at me, but my arm still hurt from the force of the hit. More punches are coming at me, and I have no time to attack, only defend.This was no ordinary wolf; I knew it because I could easily bring down an average wolf. There was something about the way he fought that was unlike anything I had ever seen.But then I move swiftly and his next punch lands against the wall, his arm digging
(Damien's POV)There are three women on my bed. Two blondes, and the last is brown-haired. I don't remember any of their names. They laid naked. The brown-haired girl is the boldest; she advances slowly towards me, and her hands reach out to touch me. She glances at me for permission, but I only slowly lean back on my bed. I feel her hands around my cock, her lips, and then her mouth. I am not satisfied. Nothing she does satisfy me, and I let out a low growl. She, of course, interprets that the wrong way. My hands gripped her hair, and I could see the fear in her eyes. She knew what she was signing up for when she came here, I thrust my hips faster, taking control as I fucked her mouth fast. I groan; I still don't feel satisfied, so I pull out of her. and stood from the bed, putting on some pair of pants. None of them, sexy as they were, successfully made me cum even once. There was a knock on the door. "Come," I called, and my Gamma Nate walked in, accompanied by Isis. Isis ke
(Damien's POV)Diego was right.For two years, it seemed like I was in some sort of comma, and not until today did I begin realizing the little stuff I missed out on, but then I discovered that they were not actually trivial things; I was losing my pack little by little, and I couldn't even see that."You've been distant; I noticed that," I say, stubbornly refusing to agree with him, even if I knew he was right."The whole pack is afraid of you, Alpha," he says, his voice rising. "Where was the Damien that put the pack before everything else? Now, you fuck whores and spill blood.""He deserved to die." "Yes, he did, but you did that right before those little children which were present; each day you make them all scared of you; you should be their hope." He paused and It takes everything in me to be still, even at the face of his disrespect, but then I hadn't even realised what I had done, I didn't register that there were children present.Diego took a few steps back, and I believe
(Lena’s POV) I was no coward to back down, not after everything he did to me, all I went through, and now here he was, looking every bit of the Alpha I remember. It seemed I had been the only one tormented by him. From the start, I had to admit that it was too good to be true, but I was so desperate for love—any kind—that I forced myself into believing this was true.“Come back to the pack with me,” he says, his eyes empty and cold, but even if there was some kind of genuine regret in those eyes, I wouldn’t care to see it, but there was none.“I have a home; why would I come back to your pack, Alpha?, so I would be used as a sex slave till my death day?”He didn’t seem to like the fact that I was opposing him, but news flash: I was no longer tied to him, and he was no longer my Alpha.“Who were those wolves cornering you?”“Bad guys, I guess.”He stared at me annoyed, the nerve of him. “What did they want from you?”“I don’t know.”He inhaled. “You only have the skills of getting und
~~~(Natasha’s POV)~~~The Alpha was gone.That made things easier for me. I didn’t plan on making a scene just yet, so I had to get in without killing any of the patrollers, though it would have been far easier if I could just kill them all. I had to wait till sun down. It was a long wait, especially when I was this close to my goal.I sneaked hiding behind one of the trees, and I watched them. They laughed about some jokes, and I couldn’t help the hate that built up in me. They were all murderers, and here they were laughing and having no care in the world. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt if I killed at least one of them.As much as I wanted them dead, I had a far more important task. ‘The Ghost’ had assigned me to only give them a warning; I planned to do way more than that.I had studied this pack for ten years, so sneaking past the patrollers was not a hard task.I had read through the map of this pack over and over again until I had it encrypted in my mind. I knew I couldn’t follow the mai
~~~(Natasha’s POV)~~~All I could feel was him. Taking me to heights I had never been before, my moans mixed with his, but deep down I couldn't help but fight. I fought him in my mind, but the lust he made me feel won, and now here I was, fucking him instead of killing him.“Stop...” I gasped, pushing him away.He did stop, also seeming lost and surprised at his own actions; his eyes were back to the honey brown orbs I remembered.“Mate?” He called out; it sounded more like a question. like he was unsure of himself.“No” I growled out. Even if the evidence were all clear, I still didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t want to believe that I was mated to the Beta of the Blood Moon Pack, the same people that killed my parents right before my eyes ten years ago, the same people that cleared out my pack of existence. I was here for revenge, and little by little it began sinking in. What the hell have I done?He was not supposed to see my face; I had been weak.I backed away from him and to t
THREE YEARS LATER (Lena's POV) Kaden was color blind; I had always suspected this, but now that he was older it had been easier to tell. Damien blamed himself for it, but this wasn't even under 'his' control, neither was it his fault. . I had gotten better; I didn't need to be scared when I held my child on when I came into contact with others; Damien was all the control I needed, and together we've managed to start up a life once again. I had agreed to never use my powers again, but the less I use them, the more they seemed but be buried deep down, beyond my reach. I could live a normal life—or at least something close to that. Aurora walked into our room with two year old Leslie in her arms. We had become very close friends after the incident three years ago. With Diego gone, Nate took his title as the Beta, and for the past three years, there has been no one to fill in the gap until now. Diego's sister Alice had turned out to be one of the most brutal warriors, outmatch
(Natasha POV) We never really had a place to call home. The closest thing to home was the little cabin in the woods. I remembered Set bringing me in here. I had been so surprised at the beauty of the place. I had imagined things—I had imagined children running around in this space. I was going to plant new flowers every week, just at the side. It would have been a beautiful home. I had so many regrets; what would have changed if I stayed behind? Yet, I knew that Diego would have been killed if I did. Set wouldn't have wanted that. One thing was sure: The Ghost, who was also the Vampire Prince, wouldn't let us go that easily. I had killed the Ghost, the man who put me through so much pain. I had made 'Number One' pay for assaulting me and for taking my one true love away, yet it meant nothing now because even those couldn't bring Set back. I and Set had gone on dangerous missions, and I grew to believe that nothing could overcome us. Set was a pro at what he did. I had believed he
(Lena's POV) Damien tore through the crowd of vampires, and finally I could see him-- that was enough to give me hope, prehaps this wasn't my end yet. "Damien!" I cried out "Lena, hang on" he says as he yanked one of the vampires off me."Take off the necklace" he commanded."No!" Hecuba screamed.Damien ripped off the ruby necklace from my neck. I gasped. It all happened fast. Hecuba screamed, louder than a banshee; it was an ear-bleeding noise; the glass shattered. Damien held me close shielding me from the glass shards; The screeching sound must be one of the vampires' bane, a weakness we had just discovered because they clawed at their own ears, running in all directions of the room to find an escape. After what felt like hours- but were actually minutes, the noise stopped, and Hecuba's body, just like those of her victims, dried up, fading away till she was nothing but bones. I stared at the ruby necklace on the floor; it had turned back to the emerald green it originally ha
(Lena's POV)"Take a seat with me, will you?" Konstantin says."I think we have a lot to talk about," I said, and he nodded. Walking, I followed, but Hecuba held me back."We have no time for this. I have no time for this," she says, but I pulled my hands free of her grabs. I followed, and after a while she did too. I didn't know what I was planning to do, even as I sat."Do you want anything to drink?" The vampire prince asked, his eyes fixed on me, as if we were the only ones in the room."No, thank you."He took the seat opposite me, not minding that there was none for Hecuba. I turned to her, but she shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't mind standing."So here you are. Two years ago, you disappeared, I want to know if everything was a lie" I inquired not because I really cared but more out of curiosity."Not everything—this was my home even before I met you and have been for a long time, but you see, as much as I wanted to be close to you and as much as I loved th
"You lied to me all these years; you made me believe The Blood Moon Pack destroyed my family and my pack, but you lied, the vampire did." "They died ten years ago; get over yourself, child," he hissed at me. It sounded more like a sound a snake would make. "Go to hell!" I screamed back at him. "I have already been there" he says.Number One chuckled. "I go by many names." The Ghost began, "Some call me The Ghost; others call me the Prince of Doom, the Ruler of the Undead," he says as he lets his cloak fall to the ground. "But I am popularly known as the Vampire Prince.Just like all the others of my children I picked you all at the worst moment in your lives. In your case, it had been after the death of your family. You are right-- the vampires attacked them, yet I couldn't let you know that because I knew you would be of so much help to me. But you have to know one thing. The vampires do nothing except what I command them to." The Ghost finally took off his mask. Now I did unde
(Natasha's POV) I felt selfish after I discovered the truth about Diego. All the while, he had been suffering in silence, and I was too blind to see it. I never knew about his sister; I didn't even see the need to ask. My whole focus had been centered on destroying the pack—these were people who had done nothing to me. . I had to return back to the cabin, just as I had promised Set. I wanted to see him again, fall into his arms, and let him take control just as he always does. I wanted to hear those sweet words from him. I needed to be reminded of how special I was because, at this moment, I didn't feel very unique. I felt awful for how I treated Diego. I arrived in the cabin; the lights were on, and a small smile stretched on my lips as I walked in. "Set, I'm back," I said, but there was no response. "Set?" I called out as I walked into the living room. I saw the shattered glass on the floor; the couch had been ripped; the portrait was on the floor; and so were the curtains.
(Damien's POV) The decision I had to make weighed on my shoulders. Even as I walked into the dungeons where Diego had been kept waiting. I walked in alone. Diego didn't stare up at me; his gaze never left his hands. "You believed I had fucked your mate; could this be why you turned against me?" I asked. "I never believed you could do such a thing," he says. I stared at the injuries I had inflicted on him; his ear had been completely torn off; he needed a healer; but he was a traitor and couldn't be treated any better than that. "It hadn't been the way you think. Your mate had poisoned me; I had thought I was with Lena; believe me, I could never do that, she tricked me." "I do believe you. I knew you couldn't go that length, but I had been so mad. Yet, that was not the reason. Years ago, I had a sister; her name is Alice. She had been stolen away from us five years before I was born. The incident faded so quickly, and my parents discarded everything that belonged to her. They
"For so many years, you made me suffer; you made me believe I was the cause of your childlessness, you sold me away for your selfish benefits and when you discovered that your ill action still favoured me, you framed me for something I did not do, you made me see the worst in life, but that hadn't been enough for you; you still believed that I was the reason your mate was killed, and now you have returned to have me," I said. "What are you doing to me?" he asks. "Once a woman came to you, she brought a baby, and she told you that this child was special. Look at the woman beside me," I said to him, and he does. "She might be in the body of another, but this is my true mother, and she is going to make you pay for what you did to her child," I say, stepping aside. Hecuba walked forward; she was nothing like Aradia; even if she had claimed the woman's body, there was something about the way she walked; she walked like she owned the world; her aura could be felt even from miles away. H
The woman, Aradia, sat, waiting; she already knew what was coming. The gunshots could be heard outside and blood flowed into the room, spreading in from underneath the door. She reached out to her powers and then stretched her hands over Lena's body, muttering strange words, and there was a faint glow as energy erupted from her outstretched hands, forming a shield over Lena's body. This shield was one of the hardest to make; it did cost her, and she felt suddenly weak. The longer it stayed on, the weaker she became, yet she couldn't let go. The door busted open, and soldiers moved in. About fifteen of them left. The Blood Moon Soldiers had managed to take out a good number and had inflicted some brutal injuries on others. The attacks had come in large numbers; no wonder they had been able to overpower the five Blood Moon soldiers who had been kept there to protect the Luna. "Wake up, Lena," Aradia whispered to the woman on the bed, but there was no sign of movement. The soldiers