All Chapters of A CUPCAKE FOR MY WARRIOR-MATE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31The smell of the sea carried over to where Germaine and the others stumbled out of the grove of trees. The four duo were tired, having walked miles and hours through the night, with only few hours of sleep, in order get to the harbor. When Storm announced they had to leave on a sea adventure, Germaine did not realize it was going to be this taxing. She was quickly coming around to the fact that the search for the talisman was not going to be a walk in the park.After the four of them left the town hall and took Storm home, Keratin had gone back to inform the chiefs about the latest development. They followed him back immediately as well as lady Lucia, who worked on an invisibility and protective spell for them. After an hour, they were on their way. They took nothing with them except the clothes on their backs, as ordered by Storm.She looked to the others beside her, their faces mirroring the way she f

Chapter 33A bolt of fear pierced Germaine as she stared, dumbfounded, at Keratin. "Come again!"He sighed and repeated himself. "I will have to bite you, but. . . " He raised a forefinger in the air. "You will feel no pain. In fact, it will be pleasurable." His eyes grazed over her form languidly, lazily, as if searching for the exact spot he would mark her.It was Germaine's turn to stand and pace. "I don't know, Keratin, this whole marking me sounds pretty dangerous, I mean it's very unorthodox for me." She turned round to face him. "You must understand I'm a human."Keratin stood and joined her. "If you were really human, you would not have been able to see this ship, talk more of step on it."Germaine let out a nervous laugh. "That's preposterous, and you know it. Amelia is purely human, just like me, yet, she didn't just see the ship, she's presently on it as we speak."His eyes gleamed with hidden informat

Chapter 35 Rage quickened his steps as he went deeper into the depths of the underground creep. Deeper and deeper, still, he went, into the bowels of his kingdom, into the depths and the heart and darkness, a place, no one but him, and only a few others had dared venture. Only because he summoned them. Bats screeched, their echoes ricocheting through the tunnels, warning other animals of his approach. The creatures beneath the underground creep had been surrounded by darkness all their lives. They were pulled, as if by an invisible force, to the darkness of the place, to the things that dwelt within its walls, to the evil that lived there. To the magic of the place. Before him, torchlight sent a scurry of rats fleeing and squeaking as they hurried to flee from his quick steps. Behind him, failure nipped at his heels. There were too many to count. A thousand years of nitpicking and planning, and all for what?! Gone were the days of old when the vampires ruled. They had all been stal

Chapter 37 The forest of the wilds was home to many animals, both big and small, but more than that, it was home to mythical creatures. It was large -so large that three specific creatures settled inside it without even coming across each other. As a result, they were able to make the forest their home and live in peace. The forest was divided into three sections. The North, East, and West. The East side, which was the largest and biggest section of the forest was occupied by the dryads, and the North, was overtaken by the gnomes - a very shy and reclusive set of creatures- and lastly, the west was overrun by the golems. No one knew how the golems came to be, but there were many rumors, top of which was they were formerly created out of the mud. Some powerful sorcerers breathed life into them and they began to act as their servants, until one day, the sorcerers were not able to keep them under their control anymore. The golems became something out of a nightmare and destroyed all t

Chapter 40Red mist hung in the air, obscuring the woman's view of her surroundings. Her thoughts were fueled with a vengeance and a taste for blood. All around her were werewolves with eyes as red as blood. She could hear their thoughts - mostly scrambled and distorted, but urged on by hate. Hate of the other clans of wolves.These wolves lived in fear and loathing of the others because they lived in the good graces of the moon goddess. These were outlaws. They were outcasts. Rogues.The woman broke through the clearing, and the wolf beneath her raised its huge head, opened its maw, and let out a piercing howl. The other wolves immediately responded, their howls reaching a crescendo, until the woman spoke two words. "Shut up!"Their muzzles closed immediately as they shot to attention, their postures straight and rigid. The wolf the woman was on, stopped in front of a cottage, and she got down from its back.