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Chapter Fifty Four
HECTOR
Two thousand years!
Two thousand years, and not one damned maiden has given me the rollercoaster of emotions the green-eyed imp seemed to have stowed up in her back pocket, throwing it at me like freaking bowling balls every chance she got.
“Your highness! E-excuse me,Your Highness! If-if
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NOLA REYNOLDS“Very well then, I release you from your promise.”It was the last thing the silver-haired man had said to me before he strode out of my wood-walled quarters of the stone castle.Why the hell had I spoken to the Lycan King of the mountains like that?Ugh! What was wrong with me?There were women- Sarah, Layla, the mountain city wives, - who would have killed to have his attention like that!I lowered myself to the lavender-netted canopy bed with a heavy sigh, calming the soft velvet duvet slowly.Should I apologize? But what would i be apologizing for?“Mr. Lycan sir, my apologies for bruising your ego?” I tried to mimic Sarah’s throaty high-pitched voice and gagged on the self-cringe.It didn't make sense! I couldn't deny regretting some of the things I’d said in the heat of the moment. The way he’d been looking at me was hardly his fault, but it made it difficult to think.Not that the reasoning came easily to you in the first place Nola.I squeezed my eyes shut, groan
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HECTOR BAYES”Miss Oliver? What are you doing here?” I sighed, watching as Sarah bowed a small courtesy before entering the statue-lined envelope of the stone castle garden.The granite of some of the dead-eyed sculptures had become run over with yellow-petaled moss, giving the garden all the feels of a resting jungle.”I’ve looked everywhere for you your highness! Its a miracle I found you when i did.” The woman gushed and i felt the air in my chest rise till i was walking toward her with raised shoulders, my back standing a tad bit straighter with all the air of self-importance her words had given me.“I-I uh, I just wanted to say thank you, for, for Mary.” Sarah breathed, a hiccup suddenly rising from her lips as the most of tears clouded her eyes for a moment before her ocean-blue eyes flickered away from me.A cowl formed on my forehead as I squeezed my eyebrows together, remembering that I had ordered for the unfortunately deceased maiden to be kept in the heavily guarded Castle
Bride of the Beast Chapter Fifty Eight
HECTOR BAYES“You trying to make all the maidens run away like Snow White Your Majesty?” Kalden’s annoying baritone cackled behind me and I looked up from the mirror to see that the stylishly dressed man who was looking polished in the crepe, jade-green suit-the color of his eyes- had come into my chambers undetected.“Kalden, I’d hardly count you as a blushing maiden now would I, not with the size of your forehead,” I grumbled light-heartedly, and the green-eyed roach threw back his dark mane of hair to let out a bellowed laugh, clutching his hands to his chest as tears sprung from his eyes.“You, bastard!” Kalden wheezed, gasping for breath as he dropped himself into the soft, gold comforter of my king-sized bed.”Duke’s here Merchling, with that insipid gods-reject of a woman he calls his wife. Who the fuck names their daughter Bartholomew? A SICK, depraved fuck Hector, that's who!” Kalden announced heatedly, groaning at the last part so that I couldn’t help the knowing smile that
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NOLA REYNOLDSThe Samoan woman was looking at me like she just won the national lottery and I was the big fat check the officials handed her.“My, what an impression you are going to make on the guests, my, an impression indeed!” Yolanda whispered cryptically, her eyes bulging as she eyed me up and down before I rolled my eyes, tired of shifting from foot to foot awkwardly.”Yolanda, yoo-hoo, eyes up here!” I groaned and the woman snapped her eyes up to me, before flashing me an amused smile, as if to say my impatience was cute but that she was still going to take her sweet, darling time.I watched exasperated as the buxom woman made odd gurgling noises in her throat as she circled me, tucking taffeta purple lace in and plucking it out in some places before her large hands settled on the exposed top of my breasts and I stifled the back-handing that had straightened my palm.“What the hell Yolanda?” I screeched, struggling to shimmy away from the u smiling woman until she snapped up he
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NOLA REYNOLDSI squeezed my eyes shut, raising my hands to shield my face from the slap that never came.“Huh?” I mumbled, looking back at the blonde woman who was dressed like a geisha Cinderella to see that there was a large hand wrapped around her wrist. A hand that extended from behind me.“Y-Your H-highness-“ The woman stammered, her eyes widening to oranges in their sockets as she dropped an awkward bow and I watched with bated breath as the workers and maidens in front of us bowed as well.The heat that shot up my spine was like my back catching fire.Your Highness?The Lycan was behind me! I could feel the heat of his presence everywhere now as goosebumps collided on the exposed flesh of my back and I struggled to keep my neck straight.“What’s all the ruckus, Oliver?” The Lycan’s guttural baritone reverberated through my core, making my core tingle enough that I fought to resist the urge to lean into him. I could feel his breath warming the back of my neck, and all it took wa
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HECTOR BAYES I hadn't been in the banquet hall for as much as three minutes before I realized I hated it.Three minutes!That was all it had taken for me to walk right into the green-eyed imp again. The slender line of her shoulders went rigid when she realized I was the one behind her. Like I was some monster!But you are Hector, forgotten our past so soon have you? A small voice nudged inside me and I preemptively tried to shake it off, but it stayed, the voice.Like poison in my marrows.I wished there was some other way to get through to the woman, but I was beginning to realize I might never be able to convince Nola Reynolds to stay.She was like that, stubborn and head-strong once she'd made up that impish mind of hers.She might be the one that gets away, and I was powerless to stop it. I couldn't watch her all the time. Not even the witch could manage that, and Ma Jules had three eyes. “Your highness, sweets for you,” A willowy elder I vaguely realized from my father’s parti
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NOLA REYNOLDSI’d locked eyes with the man on the stage before his intense gray orbs fitted away from me.It was the first time I was seeing what he looked like for the party, how he cleaned up.“Beautiful isn’t he? Oh! The way he looked at me! Did you see?” Dennis’ frenzied whisper reached my ears so that I had to tamp down on an exasperated sigh.First off bitch, he was looking at me! Not your universe-sized forehead!I snapped in my head, faking a tight smile when she glanced my way when I’d already murdered the maiden fifty times in my head.There was something different about him, the Lycan. He was beautiful still, but there was a steel cast to his angular features now, the foreboding dark line around his eyelids that looked like exquisitely good Halloween makeup- and believe me, those ARE hard to come by.The crowd exploded into applause around me suddenly, snapping me out of whatever horror I’d been on the brink of discovering as the yellow and fluorescent candescence of the ba
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