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“ CATCH HER! ” The guards yelled as the heavy running footsteps sounded in the silent forest.She glanced behind herself pushing away the cape of the hood she was wearing. Running, she grabbed the gown with her right hand and ducked just in time to dodge the branch of the tree that was about to hit her on her face.Suddenly, her grey eyes started to take a light blue hue turning frosty. Feeling the anger boiling in her veins once again, she turned around abruptly only to be faced by three Soldiers holding onto their swords surrounding her. She dropped the basket in which there were alot of red roses that she had plucked from all around the forest.“ Stop running. We will go easy on you. We will take turns I swear. You will enjoy it little one. ” One of the guard sneered at her licking up his lips as her eyebrows raised up in disgust.The ground beneath their feet started to tremble as veils of frost started to cover up the trees around them, turning the atmosphere cold.The eyes of all three guards went wide as they glanced at her and noticed her completely light blue eyes with hues of white surrounding the Iris.“ Witch! ” One of the guard dropped down his sword and stumbled back with his eyes wide in fear and his arms wrapped around his body to keep himself warm.“ Stop it Witch! ” The head guard yelled and lunged forward as she snapped her head in his direction emotionlessly and he froze on his spot, unable to move.The sword fell from his hand and he looked down at his feet which were now caged in an ice block. He started screaming as Frore smirked and turned to the other guards.Seeing the horrific scene, the two guards stumbled back and started running away from there.Frore sighed out heavily ignoring the guard's screams and closed her eyes trying to control her anger. Slowly, she felt the cold anger inside her subsiding and she slowly blinked her eyes open, feeling them burning with the same coldness.She slowly turned to look at the guard who was screaming and trying hard to get his legs out of the ice, that was slowly creeping up his body.She stepped closer with a stern look on her face. These men found her in the forest and wanted to rape her even though they were the kingdom's soldiers. Frore had resorted to run because she didn't wanted to attract any trouble after showing her real self and strength.“ Do you have family? ” She whispered out in a trance after stopping in front of him. Judging from his age, he must have a family.He stopped screaming and looked up at her afraid of what Frore was going to do to him.“ A wife and a Da-Daughter. ” He stuttered out, as she felt the coldness clutching her heart once again.Looking away from him, her gaze went down to his legs and she closed her eyes focusing to absorb the magic back, to free him. Slowly, the ice surrounding him started to disappear and the guard fell down on the ground.“ I am leaving you because you have a family waiting for you at home. Don't go around raping women. Someone might do it to your daughter one day. Karma is a bitch! ” Scoffing at him, Frore turned around and started picking up the roses, after grabbing the basket. She could hear the sound of his feet thumping against the ground as he ran away from her to save his life but she knew they will be back with a greater soldier support with them. People never changed.After picking up all the flowers, she placed a hand on her waist and sighed out dramatically.“ I feel like I am an old lady now. ” Huffing, she leaned backward stretching her back as the hood fell from her head revealing her unusal white-blonde hairs, milky white complexion, big greyish- blue eyes, a small pointed nose and heart shaped cherry lips.Frore sighed out and threw the hood back over her face to cover up her hairs and half of her face.Suddenly, she looked up at the sky and noticed that it was going to be night soon. Shaking her head, Frore started walking back to her house in a hurry. On the way, a smile lit up her face when she saw whity running around. Smiling, she placed the basket down and ran to him to pick him up and bring him back with her. He was a pure white rabbit and her only friend. That's why Frore was so excited to see him.Picking him up, she rubbed his head and he nuzzled up in her hand, when Frore chuckled and went to pick up her basket.Walking again, she could see her small wooden cabin hidden in the trees at some distance. Softly, Frore sighed in relief and rushed to reach there.She pushed the door open and placed Whity down, as he ran inside to find his carrot at his usual place in the small kitchen.
Placing the basket down, Frore removed her hood revealing her white gown under it and started towards the kitchen to make dinner for herself. The silence in the house felt more suffocating today for some reason so she started humming the usual tune to herself to divert her mind from having any negative thoughts. She didn't know how she learnt this tune, but she started humming it unconsciously when she was a child. It felt like Frore had listened it too many times, but she couldn't remember when or where.Frore was an orphan and she used to live my life alone from the start, but atleast she used to have some human interaction before. She was still happy though, atleast she wanted to believe that. Even if she was not happy, she was at peace.The world had fell apart after the Great War that happened hundred years ago. In that war, humans killed all the Great Dragons who used to reign the world. The humans acquired magical powers out of nowhere before the war. That's what the tales used to tell anyway.The Great War did not only ended Dragons, it caused Humans alot of damage too. Nearly half of the world's population was wiped away. Blood and dead bodies surrounded the whole world, as the Eternal fire of the Dragons burnt cities down to the ground.As the war with the Dragons ended, with even the last of the dragon being killed, Humans started the war among themselves. They killed each other ruthlessly with the magic they had acquired so the one who won the war, Lovis Albertine, the King of Albertinia passed the rule that all humans who had magic were to be executed and only the selected people of the king were allowed to have magic running in their veins.She was alive because the woman who raised her in the orphange taught her to hide her powers from the start. She had always told Frore that her magic was a curse and the fact that she was unable to control her anger made this curse even more lethal. Frore hated that she had powers and that's why she always tried her best to not use this curse of her's.
No one even knew how they got magic powers all of a sudden, but the King wanted them dead for something that was not even their fault.Lovis Albertine was the most powerful among all the humans in the Kingdom and he had never failed to show it. He had killed people ruthlessly with the magic he possessed and he was ruling the Kingdom recklessly. People were just insects now and poverty reigned over the streets of the cities.Frore shooked her head and started cutting the vegetables that she had grown in her own garden behind her small wooden cabin.The loud sound of a crash shooked the walls of her small cabin all of a sudden and she jumped up cutting her hand in the way as blood started to drip down her finger. Frore's eyes went wide as the sounds kept coming from the forest like something too big fell on the ground shooking it up completely. Her heart started beating faster as whity rushed to her and hid behind her gown scared of what really was happening outside.Another crash sounded and Frore ended up screaming out in fear. Taking the courage by placing her hand on her chest, she started walking to the door and opened it slightly; knowing that Whity was moving behind her, scared.Frore peeked through the crack and saw the blinding light of some kind before the door was pushed open and slammed right on her face making her fall unconscious by the force that was used to through it open, but she didn't miss out on seeing the huge masculine figure stepping inside her house.And her small world.
AUTHOR'S POVGroaning softly, she tried to move herself but found herself unable to do so. Her head was hurting like some horse stomped all over it and she was sure that her face was swollen judging from how heavy it felt.Gulping, she forced her eyes open but shut them back due to the godly light hitting her face. Grunting, she blinked for a few times and finally managed to open her eyes only to find herself sitting on the only chair in her house that was in her kitchen. Fear started to take over her heart when she tried to move but then realized that her hands were tied behind her back and so were her legs in front of her. She was restrained completely. Her mind started to take turns. What was happening?Her first thought was about the Soldiers. What if they were here to rape her again? Feeling nauseous, she gulped down her saliva and looked around. That's when she s
AUTHOR'S POV“ Now come here! ” The man before her, who had introduced himself as Vayldre purred in a weird voice and Frore gulped before looking down at his sitting figure on HER bed.“ Where? ” Frore shooked her head dumfounded.“ Here! ” Vayldre pointed beside himself and Frore's face went red.“ You bastard! Retard! Who do you think I am? ” Frore fumed pointing towards herself, as veils of Frost started to cover the wooden walls of her cabin.“ Witch? ” Vayldre suggested Teasingly and Frore huffed out taking a step back.Vayldre raised his hand and grabbed her wrist before pulling her down beside himself.Frore screamed out and started thrashing, making Vayldre groan out and make her sit down forcefully.Frore's eyes went wide i
AUTHOR'S POVA look of horror crossed Frore's eyes, watching Vayldre's body reshaping into something bigger and unbelievable.His eyes were holding hers captive, which made her gulp and feel dread deep down in her bones.Scales started appearing on his face and wings appeared behind his back, before his body completely reshaped into a Golden Dragon.A dragon so big and magnificient that Frore's breath hitched. She stumbled back and placed her hand on her mouth with her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.A loud roar sounded and shooked the surroundings, as Frore shrieked and fell down on the ground.Vayldre's Golden slit eyes were staring at her, before he took off the ground shaking everything around him and flew away towards the Red Dragon.Not believing her own eyes, Frore kept looking up, still sitting o
AUTHOR POVHaving a Greek-God handsome man barging in her house, injured. Knowing that her powers didn't work on him.Having to watch two Supernatural creatures - no DRAGONS flying in the air right in front of her eyes.All of this was not really believable for Frore. Frore shooked her head for the nth time, nibbling on her lower lip, drawing out blood from it, as she stared at the man moving around in her kitchen.“ Are you - Are you really... ” Frore tried to ask him if what she saw earlier was really true or if she was just dreaming about it.When she had woken up again, she had found him silently making food and she - herself couldn't ask him anything. It was really weird.Dragons died over a century ago. They were the great beings that ruled over the world for thousands of year but th
AUTHOR'S POVA week passed since that Dragon - Vayldre was haunting Frore. He had made it impossible for her to even sleep peacefully. She didn't know why she was so affected by him. He just had this weird kind of power over her, that always made her want to submit to him.The small annoyingly - turning on touches, the deep piercing stares, the little biting of his thick lips, were all too much now. For this whole week, she had tried to push him away from herself by asking him to leave repeatedly, but the same excuse ' I won't leave as I need to do something here ' had fell from his lips silencing her. With her protests, always came a warning and a threat that she couldn't help but shiver to.Today, she decided to run away from him again by going to her favourite small lake deep in the forest, that she had come to love.She was deep in the warm lake feeling content and at peace. Her mind
AUTHOR'S POVIn a motion, Vayldre got up from the stool and grabbed her waist, pulling her closer. Frore's breath hitched at the sight of his dark orbs and small smirk. His sharp features didn't fail to take her breath away and with him so close to her, she could suffocate from this sight. Vayldre rested his forehead onto hers and ghosted his lips above hers, breathing heavily on her face. His hand sneakily traveled down to her dress and he slowly started pulling it up, revealing her flawless ankles and then her thigh. His rough finger touched her bare thigh and he squeezed it, sending tingles down her spine. Their noses touched and lips brushed against each other.He gently turned her around and pushed her back against the kitchen counter. Frore closed her eyes, before arching her back towards his hard body to softly connect their lips. A jolt of spark tingled their bodies, when they felt e
AUTHOR'S POV“ I want you...Vayldre. ” She whispered out in a tiny voice, pulling him out of his thoughts. Even if the fear was lingering in her eyes, she still wanted him and that woken up something inside him, that was sleeping from the time he was born. He didn't want to feel like this. Like when the time came, he wouldn't be able to hurt her.His gaze turned dark and he smashed his lips over hers, sucking and biting harshly to get this feeling out of his heart. Frore opened her mouth letting him explore it with his tongue wrapping around her own, making her moan in his mouth. He abruptly pulled away and rested his forehead against hers, peering down in her glossy gray eyes, that were unique. He grabbed her both hands and joined them together with his, placing them beside her head, as she took in a huge breath feeling him, leaving her one hand.He lined his cock aga
AUTHOR'S POVHe was staring at her peacefully sleeping face. She looked so innocent and Etheral, that he just couldn't look away, but then he forced himself to get his senses back.Pushing himself off the bed, he picked up his white shirt, wearing it and then picked up his brown pants, pulling it on. His eyes went back to her face, when she mumbled something in her sleep.Curiously, he placed his knee on the bed, bending down on her to hear what she was saying. “ Vayldre... ” The movement of her swollen pink lips formed his name and he sighed out, moving his eyes to her long eyelashes. He bought his hand up and traced her eyebrow gently. He leaned down and placed his lips over her closed eye, breathily heavily. Smoothing out the lines formed on her flawless forehead, he leaned away from her, giving her a last look.