All Chapters of Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ivory Seated amidst the meadow grass, frustration consumed me. A full month had passed since the initiation of our training, yet success eluded me in the task assigned by Rukky. The weight of my repeated failures left me feeling feeble and ineffectual. Despite her initial reassurances about my comparative strength, I now embraced the belief that I was indeed a weaker version of her. I pondered the reasons behind my perceived weakness. While my unique ability to sense emotions and see thoughts lingered, it proved futile against adversaries wielding magic or utilising talismans, a fact highlighted in my encounters with Rukky. Breaking into her mind became a daunting endeavour, with her defences perpetually up, guarded by a complex and seemingly impregnable lock. Doubts plagued me, questioning the likelihood of success. Nevertheless, a relentless determination drove me to persist, recognising the imminent challenge awaiting me in dealing with someone as formidable as Stasia. A mo

Aeron It has been crazy fortifying Forest; we hadn't even had time to stop and smell the roses. Jasmine and I tried to steal time to be together occasionally, and no matter how long we spent with each other, it was just never enough. As much as I would love to bring up our union, I knew much had to be done. I wished I could damn the situation and just claim her. Maybe I should stop waiting and go for it like Mathias did. I knew Mathias would have waited if Laila's life wasn't in danger. I really had no reason to jump the gun with Jasmine. I would have to wait. Mansoor was a constant at my house, and he was beginning to get on Jasmine's nerves, but she always found a way to excuse his intrusion. We were also trying to arrange a home for him in town. Mathias wanted to give him accommodation in the palace compound so Laila wouldn't be far from her brother, but King Nikolas refused. It was still in discussion, but I doubt he would bend. Someone knocked on my door right when I was

Jasmine My mother and I were at the warehouse watching as food was being bagged and stored. We were loading resources onto available ships. It was the best idea yet to set people on sail so they would be out of the land. If the land was all the Pictorians wanted, it would be best not to sacrifice everybody and give them slaves. The plan was clear: should we be losing, we would send as many people onto the sea as possible, and we would join them too, so we could set out for a new home. Because of this plan, blueprints of technology were being multiplied and stored on the ships. This will help us rebuild wherever we go. Despite our deep affection for Acquillonia, our focus shifted towards devising survival strategies, requiring careful planning. We meticulously stockpiled grains, seedlings, and dried protein – beef, fish, and chicken – anything with the endurance to withstand storage for an extended period, anything that could safeguard our community. "I never anticipated it would co

Jasmine My heart was pounding in my chest. He hit the first strike, and pain erupted in my body. The flogger licking my stomach made me tighten my muscles and buck. He waited for me a bit and then struck again. This time, it was a bit upper where my rib cage was. The pain was much, and I felt tears stinging my eyes. How can anyone want this? I opened my eyes and looked at him, and when he raised his hand, I shut my eyes tight. Refusing to use the safewords, I braced myself for the impact, but it never came, and I wondered what had happened. When I opened my eyes, Aeron wasn't in front of me anymore. I could not move my head to know where he was, and it made me nervous, wondering if he was changing his choices. Until I felt something sharp on my hips. He had sliced the sides of the panties and taken them off. I could not bend my head to see what he was doing, and that alone made me anxious and horny as hell. I felt his tongue on me. He lapped at my clit and fucked me with his ton

Mansoor Soon, the fight came to a halt after I had wounded a lot of the men badly. I tried not to kill them so it wouldn't seem like I was working against the King. I swear it would have been easier and faster to rip them to shreds, but I will be getting myself in a lot of trouble. As things were, the King needed every soldier he could get to build a vast army. The fight against this man and injuring him meant I was reducing the fold and indirectly working against the King. As we halted upon gamma Grant's intervention, I went on my knees immediately with my hands behind my head. I tried to control Max, but he was on the rampage. My rage had taken the best of me, and I couldn't control my wolf, but I remained on my knees. I doubt Mathias would be able to get me out of this mess. I looked at Ivory, who was crying and trying to explain to Grant that I was innocent and that it was Cyprian who started it, but I knew he wouldn't listen. Their conversation was like an echo in the dista