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To to be a Pawn

Pawn: Noun. A chess piece of the smallest size and value, that moves one square forwards along its file if unobstructed, or one square diagonally forwards when making a capture. Each player begins with eight pawns on the second rank, and can promote a pawn to become any other piece, typically a queen, if it reaches the opponent's end of the board. Once upon a time, I was a pawn in my father's game. Made moves and followed orders, but in the eyes of my father, I remained a pawn. Never to be something more. All I was good for was marrying off and producing him stronger heirs. Something to move around and sacrifice as he saw fit. Then Julian came around and made me a queen, quite literally. A pawn had reached the end and became a queen, but her fight would never be over. Would never cease. As a pawn, she was to follow orders. Be obedient and do as she was told. Limited moves with limited spaces, but at least she was a part of the game. Now, as a queen, she made the decisions. She calle
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War Room

Julian's Point of View Chaos bred chaos. Mikaela was shown to our room once Arjun had contacted the staff. Everyone else was told where to go. When to come for dinner and where to go when their wounds needed tending. It was a never ending cycle. Frantic people ran through the halls and shouted at each other. A living nightmare. So many were lost to the brief attack. We weren't prepared, but preparations would have been useless regardless. These weren't fighters. Long lives never meant that anyone had to fight in wars. Hell, most of these royals had never even seen a battlefield. But my princes had. Had known the feel of mud and blood on their skin. Felt the sharp edge of a sword cut through their flesh. Yet, there were too many people to protect and not enough princes to protect them. Even if it came down to it, I knew they wouldn't lay down their lives for the lower class. They had grown too accustomed to their lavish lifestyles and thrones built on comfort
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Lovely

Mikaela's Point of ViewTears wouldn't stop falling whilst I was alone. Heaving chest and a runny nose, that was what I was currently dealing with. There was a time I prided myself on not crying. Breaking down into millions of pieces. How disappointed that girl would be if she saw me now. All these tears that had never been shed before. For anyone. Until her.***The meadow was peaceful this time of day. Deer ran around the edges of the forest. River twinkling in the sunlight. Small stones made up the river bed. All the while fish played in the mild current. Luciana was still in her birthday dress. A beautiful lavender creation that fell to her knees. Blonde hair shimmered with the same iridescences as the river just beyond her. Her smile was on full display for the world, a far cry from the frown she had donned whilst we were surrounded by other pack members. Dandelions went flying as she blew on them. Tinkling laughter filled the
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Dungeons and Demons

Andrew had collapsed in front of me. Dropped dead, blood spilling from his head. I hadn't laid a hand on him. Hadn't even wished for his death. But he had wished for mine. Came closer with the intent of harming me. The baby within me, my child, had protected us. Knew we were being threatened and had put a stop to it immediately. I didn't have enough time to react. To thank the small being inside of me for what it had done for us. They were watching the entire time. The camera in the corner of the room had flickered once and then the door exploded inwards. Recoiling, I watched as pack men stormed in. Eyes darted towards where Andrew lay and then back towards me. I let my wolf eyes glow. Showed them how close I was to ripping them all to shreds. Father had sent Andrew in here to convince me to change sides. Thought our history would make it easy for him to do so. Our history and Andrew greatly inflating his abilities with women. For a second there I had considered playing the
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Eternal Darkness

They say when you reach your lowest, you could only ever go up from there. The same people who said those words probably never reached their lowest. Memories flashed back in my mind. A horror movie I had lived through but couldn't help anyone within. Nightmare wasn't a harsh enough word to describe what I saw. People, my people, being hunted and ripped apart. Bullets grazing the air above my head. Mikaela and Julian nowhere in sight. Maybe that's why father had sent Andrew to my side, for when the memories do come back. Until the stark realization has set in that my mates were no longer with me. Neither was my necklace. Everything felt hollow and overwhelming. Except for the small miracle within my body. The one thing that reminded me of the time I had loved so fiercly it hurt. I had lost track of how long I had been locked in this place. The cell they threw me in had no windows, no day
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Eternal Despair

Mikaela's Point of View Julian and I hadn't spoken in days. No plans were good enough to get Luciana back. Every option we had would be too risky to pull off. People would die. We could die and so could our first child. She was lost to the hands of the enemy. People who had no problem harming her in the past. Lillian couldn't tell us when Luciana had conceived. Couldn't tell us when she was due. It had been nine days since they took her. Condemned her to whatever torture they wanted. To say I was burdened would be an understatement. She was gone and so was our child. Julian had locked himself within our room, refusing to speak with anyone. Refusing to plan for the impending war. This was what hell felt like and we all knew it. Risking my own life to get her back would only bring about more devastation. If things went wrong and I was also lost to the wolves, no one would be left to lead. Arjun and Amelia was deep in mourning. So was most of the other families
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Prologue

PART TWO Five brutal years had passed. Five years filled with turmoil and bloodshed. War had broken out across the planet. Humans screamed in outrage towards the supernaturals. Some screamed in outrage against the war. Allies turned on each other. Countries chose sides. Wolves defected from packs and Alphas grew stronger. No one was safe. Everything was at stake. Very few countries refused the war. Their people rose up in fear and overthrew them. Human children were sent off to die on distant battlefields. True soldiers were few and far inbetween. Old and battle hardened supernaturals came home in body bags. It was utter chaos.Six years ago, I was but a girl who had mated with a king. A vampire king meant for more in the world. And my best friend, whom i had loved for most of my life. Six years ago, I was thrown into a cell and had my love taken from me. Ripped from my arms before I had the chance to fully explore its depths. A miracle w
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Blood

The battle had waged for what felt like hours. Blood had coated the field a while ago, dead eyes staring up at the crisp autumn sky. It was spring back home, blossoms already forming on long forgotten stems. The red from the blood paired nicely with the fallen leaves. Men kept charging fiercely towards me, screaming at the top of their lungs. They knew who I was. Knew that they were running to their deaths. But that didn't deter them for a single moment. For President! For Country! For honour! In the name of killing off those who were unknown to them. Straight into the embrace of death himself. Or in this case, herself. Smiling, I wiped the blood from my cheek and raised my swords. Beautiful katanas that held the names of my loves. Because with every kill that I counted, I was doing it in their names. For every man that I murdered, it was one less man to spill close to home. For the love so carelessly ripped from my embrace. Every drop of blood that fell to the earth, my ode
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Beauty In Italy

Confrontations with Sebastian had grown more frequent. As if he had grown more restless. Julian knew of my standing in life right now. Knew that I wasn't capable of loving anyone, much less myself. When my pendant had broken, I was hollowed out. Carved my heart from my chest and sent it up in flames. With the birth of Katharine, nothing changed, even when I had hoped it would. To say I felt like the worst person on earth was an understatement. Mikaela took to our daughter rather quickly and before I knew it, I had become the outsider in my own home. No joy found me and no love ever would. Everyone else around me seemed to move on, move forward, except for me. When I went home, it was just another reminder that I wasn't whole anymore. That, even though I wanted too more than anything, I couldn't bring myself to feel the love and happiness within their walls. That was why I banned all mating necklaces on missions. No one was to ever feel the way I had. I do. If even one of my Valkyrie
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New Faces & New Friends

Soft satin fell over Amelia's exposed honey skin, leaving me a clear view of what I had just done. Hickeys and scratches lined her otherwise blemish free skin. She was a marvel. Someone who deserved far more than what was given to her. For the first time since our first encounter, we had gone at each other a second time. Like the goddess she was, she had brought me to my knees and I wasn't sorry for it one bit. I was in Italy, with a beautiful woman and I was feeling content. Never happy. Not truly, anyway.One night she had told me the story of her life. How Arjun wasn't her true mate, how they both lost their loves, but found each other. How no one knew they weren't true mates. Arjun told her that if someone were to suspect, they would strip both of them of their titles. Then came the story of how he had beat her to a pulp whenever something didn't go to his liking. Soon she had Selena. Whom Arjun also beat. Victim of circumstance. She loved Selena as every mother loved the
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