All Chapters of Dark Enchantment: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Elara As Asher and I entered the Halloween party, the room seemed to fall silent around us. It was unsettling to say the least, so I tried to focus on the warmth of Asher's hand in mine, a lifeline in a sea of curious onlookers. With a gentle squeeze, he gestured for me to wait by the entrance while he went to get us some drinks. As Asher disappeared into the crowd, I stood alone, while the stares and whispers of all those present seemed to follow me like a shadow. Ignoring the prying eyes around me, I fixed my gaze on Asher at the bar. I watched as he smiled, his eyes briefly flickering in my direction before he leaned in to whisper something to another man at the bar. The sight of him, so confident and at ease made me realise how different we were from one another. As I stood lost in my thoughts, the sudden force of being pushed forward caught me off guard, causing me to stumble before regaining my balance. When I turned around, I found myself face to face with the girls that cal

Asher“Please, Asher,” Elara begged, her voice shaking with desperation. “You have to let me go. You don’t have to do this.”I couldn’t help but smile, the corners of my mouth curling upward, her fear only fuelled my excitement. “Oh, but I do, Elara,” I replied, leaning in closer, savoring the moment.I pressed my lips against hers, tasting the warmth of her breath and the bitterness of her fear. But this time, she surprised me—her teeth sank into my lip. A jolt of pain shot through me, and I pulled back, cursing under my breath. “Fuck!” As the blood trickled down my chin, I spat it onto the floor, the metallic taste mingling with the thrill of her defiance. Laughter erupted from my brothers, their voices echoing around the chapel. “Looks like you’ve bought yourself a fighter, brother!” one of them called out, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “We like her, she’s feisty!”I chuckled, a sinister thrill coursing through my veins. “Yeah, I like her too,” I admitted silently, my heart ra

6ElaraHaving been dragged downstairs and forced into a dark room, the door swung shut, sealing me away from the world outside. I stumbled forward, my heart racing, and collapsed onto my knees on the cold, unforgiving floor. It was completely bare except for a mattress in the corner, stained dark with what I could only assume was blood. The sight of it making my stomach churn.I was alone, and I’d never felt more isolated, more frightened.I closed my eyes, willing the tears that had threatened to spill for so long to stay at bay, but it was no use. They came rushing forth, hot and relentless, as I pressed my palms against my face, trying to block out the reality of my situation.“I should have kept quiet,” I mumbled to myself, the words barely audible between my sobs. “If I had just said nothing, they would have killed me. It would have been over.” The thought of peace, of an escape from this nightmare, flickered like a distant candle in the dark. I longed for the embrace of t