Luxiana Sommeris“Do you have feelings for me, Xiana?” Damien’s voice broke the silence, low and deliberate, making it impossible to avoid his gaze any longer.I tried to steady my breathing, keeping my eyes on the ground. “Why would you think that?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.I can’t let him know, not now. I am sure this is not the best time to tell him how I feel, I don’t want to lose him.He shrugged a casual gesture that didn’t match the intensity in his eyes. Before I could look away, he gently tilted my chin up so I couldn’t escape him.“Just curious,” he said softly, his thumb brushing against my jaw. “Do you have someone you’re interested in?”The question caught me off guard. I blinked at him, trying to process what he was asking. “Maybe,” I replied, forcing myself to keep my tone light, even playful.His hand fell away as he leaned back slightly, nodding as if my answer meant something he wasn’t ready to share.“More handsome than me?” he asked, a teasing smil
Luxiana SommerisI could feel his heat through the thin fabric, his teasing presence so close that it left me trembling again. The barrier of my underwear felt like the only thing tethering me to reality, keeping me from giving in completely to the ache building between us.He groaned softly, his grip on my hips tightening as his body stilled against mine. Moments later, I felt his release soaking through the fabric, warm and intimate in a way that made my heart race. He rested his forehead against mine, his breathing heavy but steady, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.“Damn, Xiana,” he said, his voice husky and low. “You’re driving me crazy. I can’t stop thinking about you.”His words lingered in the air, wrapping around me like an unspoken promise, a secret I hadn’t realized I wanted to hear. Did he mean every word he said to me, or was it just something to pull me closer?We lay side by side, skin against skin, the silence stretching between us. Naked and unguarded
Damien“She’s been gone for two nights. Two fucking nights!” I yelled, my voice ringing through Lilith’s throne room. The white flames on the torches lining the walls flared with my anger, casting jagged shadows across the black stone.“And you think that’s my problem?” Lilith replied lazily, not even bothering to look up from where she was filing her nails.“I’m trying to have a serious conversation here, Lilith,” I said, forcing myself to stay calm. “No human can go two days without sleep. Something’s wrong—something must’ve happened to her.”She finally paused, tilting her head like she was considering my words. “Relax. Maybe she got into some kind of accident or…” Lilith trailed off, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. “Oh, right. If she so much as closed her eyes, you’d see her, wouldn’t you?”“That’s what makes it so strange!” I snapped, raking a hand through my hair. “Her dreamscape is normal—no interruptions, no signs of distress. But if she hasn’t slept in two days…” I traile
Luxiana SommerisI’d been locked here for days, but now I understood why Morpheus had wiped out our entire bloodline. He knew exactly how powerful Oneiromancers could be.I didn’t need Damien to explain it, and I didn’t need my grandmother’s journal to spell it out for me. Morpheus had made it obvious. He was afraid—terrified of what I could do. Why else would he keep me locked up and guard me himself? That fear was something I could use, but first, I had to figure out how.I leaned back against the cold, rough bars forcing myself to take slow breaths. My hands stung, raw, and bleeding from where I’d clawed at the bars earlier. I’d been so close to losing it, but somehow, I managed to stop myself from destroying the cage. Not that I could’ve, anyway.A few hours ago, I’d tried to use my powers, but they barely flickered to life. Weak. Pathetic. I didn’t have enough strength, and this place—the heavy air, the oppressive energy—was suffocating me. But I couldn’t give up. I had to get
Luxiana SommerisThe warmth of the sunlight creeping through my blankets woke me, its rays forcing my heavy eyelids open. I blinked against the brightness, feeling the soft heat wrap around me like a reluctant embrace.“Good, you’re awake,” a familiar voice said. Turning my head, I spotted Damien standing nearby. His arms and legs were wrapped in fresh bandages, the stark white strips a striking contrast against his pale skin.I blinked several times, struggling to process where I was. For a moment, I thought I was still dreaming. The last thing I remembered was closing my eyes in Morpheus’ realm, though I had no idea how many days—or weeks—had passed since then.“W-Why am I still here in this realm?” I stammered, my voice dry and barely above a whisper. I tried to sit up, but my body refused to cooperate. Every limb felt impossibly heavy, weighed down by exhaustion and lingering pain.“You shouldn’t try to move yet,” Damien said softly. “I did everything I could to heal you, but…
Luxiana Sommeris“I’m not sure if I should tell you this,” Damien began, his tone unusually solemn. “But we’ll face a lot of trouble in the coming days. Maybe weeks. Hopefully months.” His words hung heavily in the air before he added quietly, “I don’t even know how long we’ll have together.”His confession made my heart ache, the kind of ache that made me want to cover my ears and refuse to hear more. Yet, despite the sinking feeling in my chest, I asked, “W-What is it? What do you mean?” My voice wavered, betraying my unease.Even if it hurt, I couldn’t ignore this. If he didn’t tell me tonight, I’d overthink it endlessly until it drove me mad. Damien shifted his gaze around the room as if searching for something before letting out a low grunt. “I wanted to tell you somewhere better,” he admitted, “but here will have to do.”I couldn’t help but notice how hesitant he was, and for a moment, his uncertainty made him look so endearing it nearly made me smile despite the situation. H
Luxiana Sommeris“Are you comfortable now?” Damien asked, his voice gentle but tinged with a patience that seemed hard-won. His gaze rested on me, his expression soft yet cautious, as if he were holding himself back for my sake.I nodded slightly, though the truth was more complicated than a simple yes or no. I hadn’t expected this—him—to feel so overwhelming. How can someone be this huge? My body felt stretched, filled in a way that was almost too much to bear, yet somehow it also brought a strange, intoxicating sense of pleasure that left me breathless. Is everyone like this? Is this the reason why some people are obsessed with having sex with someone?“Yes, I’m okay now,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, and the moment the words left my lips, he shifted. Slowly, he lifted my legs, guiding them over his shoulders with a tenderness that sent a shiver through me. Then, with a steady rhythm, he began to move, each thrust deeper than the last, sending waves of sensation coursi
Luxiana Sommeris“What on earth happened to you? You couldn’t even get up to open the door! It wasn’t locked, for crying out loud! Are you out of your mind?!” Margaret’s voice was sharp as she scolded me. She stood at the foot of my bed, arms crossed, her frustration plain to see.I stayed silent, staring up at the ceiling. I hadn’t realized the door wasn’t locked. It was pure luck that nothing bad had happened to me.“And now you’re just going to lie there, smiling and sighing like we’re not even here?” Margaret’s voice rose again, pulling me out of my thoughts.“I-I wasn’t feeling well,” I stammered, finally forcing myself to speak. “I didn’t know what to do… or what I even did.” It was a lie, and I knew it sounded weak. I just prayed they wouldn’t press me further. I honestly didn’t have any answers.“Maybe she had a nightmare,” Anton said quietly, his voice more measured than Margaret’s. “It’s been happening a lot lately. People dying in their sleep, screaming before their hearts
Luxiana Sommeris"Okay, so what happened in the faction?" I asked curiously as we settled on my bed. Sitting cross-legged, we faced each other, the air between us thick with unspoken tension.Damien ran a hand through his hair, his expression serious. “Well, most of the succubi and incubi are being punished.”“They’re not meeting their quotas, and it’s becoming a big issue. Apparently, some of their victims are dying, while others are too scared to do anything. Fear has paralyzed them.” he added.I nodded slowly, processing his words. “I see. Did Lilith say anything about this?” My curiosity piqued, but his response was a simple shake of his head.“No,” Damien said, his voice grim. “Even Lilith is missing. Her underlings are dishing out punishment to those demons who haven’t fulfilled their quotas.”I let out a deep sigh, my shoulders sagging under the weight of it all. “There’s a problem in the waking world too.”“A lot of people are dying in their sleep, and there’s no medical expla
Luxiana Sommeris“What on earth happened to you? You couldn’t even get up to open the door! It wasn’t locked, for crying out loud! Are you out of your mind?!” Margaret’s voice was sharp as she scolded me. She stood at the foot of my bed, arms crossed, her frustration plain to see.I stayed silent, staring up at the ceiling. I hadn’t realized the door wasn’t locked. It was pure luck that nothing bad had happened to me.“And now you’re just going to lie there, smiling and sighing like we’re not even here?” Margaret’s voice rose again, pulling me out of my thoughts.“I-I wasn’t feeling well,” I stammered, finally forcing myself to speak. “I didn’t know what to do… or what I even did.” It was a lie, and I knew it sounded weak. I just prayed they wouldn’t press me further. I honestly didn’t have any answers.“Maybe she had a nightmare,” Anton said quietly, his voice more measured than Margaret’s. “It’s been happening a lot lately. People dying in their sleep, screaming before their hearts
Luxiana Sommeris“Are you comfortable now?” Damien asked, his voice gentle but tinged with a patience that seemed hard-won. His gaze rested on me, his expression soft yet cautious, as if he were holding himself back for my sake.I nodded slightly, though the truth was more complicated than a simple yes or no. I hadn’t expected this—him—to feel so overwhelming. How can someone be this huge? My body felt stretched, filled in a way that was almost too much to bear, yet somehow it also brought a strange, intoxicating sense of pleasure that left me breathless. Is everyone like this? Is this the reason why some people are obsessed with having sex with someone?“Yes, I’m okay now,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, and the moment the words left my lips, he shifted. Slowly, he lifted my legs, guiding them over his shoulders with a tenderness that sent a shiver through me. Then, with a steady rhythm, he began to move, each thrust deeper than the last, sending waves of sensation coursi
Luxiana Sommeris“I’m not sure if I should tell you this,” Damien began, his tone unusually solemn. “But we’ll face a lot of trouble in the coming days. Maybe weeks. Hopefully months.” His words hung heavily in the air before he added quietly, “I don’t even know how long we’ll have together.”His confession made my heart ache, the kind of ache that made me want to cover my ears and refuse to hear more. Yet, despite the sinking feeling in my chest, I asked, “W-What is it? What do you mean?” My voice wavered, betraying my unease.Even if it hurt, I couldn’t ignore this. If he didn’t tell me tonight, I’d overthink it endlessly until it drove me mad. Damien shifted his gaze around the room as if searching for something before letting out a low grunt. “I wanted to tell you somewhere better,” he admitted, “but here will have to do.”I couldn’t help but notice how hesitant he was, and for a moment, his uncertainty made him look so endearing it nearly made me smile despite the situation. H
Luxiana SommerisThe warmth of the sunlight creeping through my blankets woke me, its rays forcing my heavy eyelids open. I blinked against the brightness, feeling the soft heat wrap around me like a reluctant embrace.“Good, you’re awake,” a familiar voice said. Turning my head, I spotted Damien standing nearby. His arms and legs were wrapped in fresh bandages, the stark white strips a striking contrast against his pale skin.I blinked several times, struggling to process where I was. For a moment, I thought I was still dreaming. The last thing I remembered was closing my eyes in Morpheus’ realm, though I had no idea how many days—or weeks—had passed since then.“W-Why am I still here in this realm?” I stammered, my voice dry and barely above a whisper. I tried to sit up, but my body refused to cooperate. Every limb felt impossibly heavy, weighed down by exhaustion and lingering pain.“You shouldn’t try to move yet,” Damien said softly. “I did everything I could to heal you, but…
Luxiana SommerisI’d been locked here for days, but now I understood why Morpheus had wiped out our entire bloodline. He knew exactly how powerful Oneiromancers could be.I didn’t need Damien to explain it, and I didn’t need my grandmother’s journal to spell it out for me. Morpheus had made it obvious. He was afraid—terrified of what I could do. Why else would he keep me locked up and guard me himself? That fear was something I could use, but first, I had to figure out how.I leaned back against the cold, rough bars forcing myself to take slow breaths. My hands stung, raw, and bleeding from where I’d clawed at the bars earlier. I’d been so close to losing it, but somehow, I managed to stop myself from destroying the cage. Not that I could’ve, anyway.A few hours ago, I’d tried to use my powers, but they barely flickered to life. Weak. Pathetic. I didn’t have enough strength, and this place—the heavy air, the oppressive energy—was suffocating me. But I couldn’t give up. I had to get
Damien“She’s been gone for two nights. Two fucking nights!” I yelled, my voice ringing through Lilith’s throne room. The white flames on the torches lining the walls flared with my anger, casting jagged shadows across the black stone.“And you think that’s my problem?” Lilith replied lazily, not even bothering to look up from where she was filing her nails.“I’m trying to have a serious conversation here, Lilith,” I said, forcing myself to stay calm. “No human can go two days without sleep. Something’s wrong—something must’ve happened to her.”She finally paused, tilting her head like she was considering my words. “Relax. Maybe she got into some kind of accident or…” Lilith trailed off, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. “Oh, right. If she so much as closed her eyes, you’d see her, wouldn’t you?”“That’s what makes it so strange!” I snapped, raking a hand through my hair. “Her dreamscape is normal—no interruptions, no signs of distress. But if she hasn’t slept in two days…” I traile
Luxiana SommerisI could feel his heat through the thin fabric, his teasing presence so close that it left me trembling again. The barrier of my underwear felt like the only thing tethering me to reality, keeping me from giving in completely to the ache building between us.He groaned softly, his grip on my hips tightening as his body stilled against mine. Moments later, I felt his release soaking through the fabric, warm and intimate in a way that made my heart race. He rested his forehead against mine, his breathing heavy but steady, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.“Damn, Xiana,” he said, his voice husky and low. “You’re driving me crazy. I can’t stop thinking about you.”His words lingered in the air, wrapping around me like an unspoken promise, a secret I hadn’t realized I wanted to hear. Did he mean every word he said to me, or was it just something to pull me closer?We lay side by side, skin against skin, the silence stretching between us. Naked and unguarded
Luxiana Sommeris“Do you have feelings for me, Xiana?” Damien’s voice broke the silence, low and deliberate, making it impossible to avoid his gaze any longer.I tried to steady my breathing, keeping my eyes on the ground. “Why would you think that?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.I can’t let him know, not now. I am sure this is not the best time to tell him how I feel, I don’t want to lose him.He shrugged a casual gesture that didn’t match the intensity in his eyes. Before I could look away, he gently tilted my chin up so I couldn’t escape him.“Just curious,” he said softly, his thumb brushing against my jaw. “Do you have someone you’re interested in?”The question caught me off guard. I blinked at him, trying to process what he was asking. “Maybe,” I replied, forcing myself to keep my tone light, even playful.His hand fell away as he leaned back slightly, nodding as if my answer meant something he wasn’t ready to share.“More handsome than me?” he asked, a teasing smil