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His Mate's Silent Cry The Devil Will Always Deliver!
A pair of enraged hazel-coloured gazes glared into the blackness that was slowly enveloping the throne room of the Dark Castle, with its sticky embrace. Vigorous, intimidating belly laughter that belonged to Mauve, vibrated across the room, shaking every object that was cast as an ornament— synchronising with chills that were racing on Imogen's spine. Imogen; who was continuously puffing and huffing, turned in circles, searching for the owner of the belittling laughter. Mauve was purposely disappearing from her sight, every now and then. "How wicked you are! If only I knew…" Imogen growled, throwing fists at the black smoke that was slowly filling itself inside the room— engulfing her as it victoriously pervaded her system. "Don't be ridiculous Imogen! I AM A WITCH FOR DEVIL'S SAKE!" Mauve threw a peal of a shallow guffaw that inspired indignation to reach out to Imogen's soul. "You are so weak…honey, that's just so romantic! The longer you resist, the merrier the urge for IT!
His Mate's Silent Cry A Call From The Moon
"A BEAST HE BECAME, MONSTERS OF DARKNESS KNEEL BEFORE HIM. THE LIGHT FLARED AWAY— RAISING ITS PALMS TOWARD THE SKY AND SPAT OUT OF HIS UNIVERSE WITH A SMIRK. WORDS DANCE, GHOSTS WAKE UP!"•••"I have concluded that he killed him!" Muriel muttered as she paced nervously across the hallway of her chambers. There, where Desmond and Pierce were seated quietly around a big table, six seconds away from her. "The prophecy is coming to life. He will awaken the demon!" Desmond shouted, his hands vibrating in the air as he began slouching towards Muriel. As soon as he reached, he face-palmed, hiding the terror on his face. Pierce remained in his seat and watched the two become possessed by fright. "Levi shouldn't have…now our wisdom and freedom will clatter into pieces." Muriel whined, hugging her figure with hands that were scrutinizing each other— brushing goosebumps away. Pierce's eyes rummaged throughout the room, sweat was suddenly on his forehead. "Ma..master!?" He queried, still cage
His Mate's Silent Cry Chronicles of curiosity And Love
"WHEN I WAS TAINTED BY DUST!"•••AMETHYST'S POV: Every nerve had fire throbbing inside as my glistening eyes shamelessly and lustfully witnessed the man before me purposely send shivers down my spine, with the tips of his fingers as they caressed my skin. Our breaths were growing strong every time he had to paste his hot lips on mine. My heart did not dare to ask for my permission to race to the centre of my throat. The air around us was surprisingly moisture-less, I had to curl my hands around his neck— to receive some warmth. I caught strands of hair fall across his beautiful face every time I mischievously peaked at him during the kiss. He smelt like blooming fire as it mated with with darkness, creating chaos in the shades of loneliness. His warm lips felt so good on mine— they were domineering, influencing to follow by example. His tongue quickly pushed itself into my mouth as soon as his hands pressed hard on my breasts. Abruptly after diving into a lustful kiss, the world
His Mate's Silent Cry Story Telling!
[THE SCROLLS OF THE DARKENED TRUTHS DON'T LIE. IF YOU ARE DOWN TO BLEED, CALL OUT MY NAME FROM THE DEPTHS OF YOUR LUNGS LIKE IT'S HOLY. ALLOW ME IN YOUR HEART!" •••"Get straight to the point!" A voice bombarded itself throughout a spacious room— that was embraced by despair and impenetrable darkness. The wind outside was rising with a howl whilst sending whispers through the caged window; whispers that were hopelessly accompanied by death. The room was incredibly dark and had a few handsome bulbs casting their light, here and there. The smell of lost faith and death leaked itself into the air, sending shivers down Pierce's spine. His figure was shuddering with visible agitation and fear as he stood in the middle of the room with wide-open eyes. He silently stared into the blackness before him— there, where a shadow of a creature was hiding. Voices of the unknown, howled above his head, inspiring his ashen face to fall from aghast. "Ahem…" He cleared his throat as he chewed hi
His Mate's Silent Cry The Story Of The Devil
[PLEASE NOTE: il trono è distrutto> The throne is destroyed] •••Their eyes were protruding at every step he made. The air around them was becoming heavier and heavier, and none of the three individuals was able to inhale the fresh air without difficulties. "I shall begin with the story and none of you is advised to interrupt!" Liam guffawed as soon as he ensured to have settled himself on his 'throne'. After a pregnant pause, Liam cleared his throat with a smirk. "Once upon a time, there were three famished wolves— brown, black and white. The three famished wolves were lost in a forest, unknown. As they were searching for their way, they unconsciously stumbled upon a tulip that was happily glowing— and with the wind blowing, it swayed and whispered a hissing secret of power, truth and sovereignty. A secret that included all those missing things the GREEDY WOLVES required." Liam said in a murmuring deep voice that slightly sent a wave of fear at Sir Bernard's system. Liam's eyes
His Mate's Silent Cry Let me see into you, Amethyst
"You Were Dauntless. Demons have even praised your name but here, you are falling into an abyss of lust. I shall Remind You Of Your Deeds, for I am your rival!" •••[Note, Tóso leptó> so delicate]"You knew about my presence before finding me, didn't you?" Amethyst asked, keeping a distance of 5 meters away from her visitor, who was looking at her with curiosity. "As I have said before, I live with your memories haunting my soul…of course, I have known about you!" Melpomene smiled at Amethyst only after crossing her hands on her bosom. She shuffled around the room without uttering much and secretly kept studying Amethyst. "Someone like you always got what they wanted, but now…everything has changed." In a murmur, Melpomene said as she ran her hand on the glass ornaments placed on the small table next to Amethyst's bed. Confused, Amethyst's forehead frowned as her eyes followed Melpomene whenever she moved. "What are you imply…" "You are confused and angry, how can a person so no
His Mate's Silent Cry Evil sleeps in YOU, Wake Up!
As if sensing the agony and the rage overwhelming the daughter of Oceans, the weather began to alter— from calm conditions to destructive conditions in just a blink of an eye. A flash of light discharged between the ugly, puffy yet scary clouds that were beginning to cover the sky— shocking the residents of both Ombersley and Droitwitch— for they menacingly hovered over the skies with tension. Inside Amethyst's bedchamber, in Castle Ephraim, is Melpomene who was convulsing, with regret that was victoriously consuming the chambers of her soul. "Thunder…" Melpomene whispered through her gnashed teeth whilst she slowly withdrew her hands from Amethyst's face— Amethyst; who at the same time clasped her hands on Melpomene's shuddering hands, asking for more revision of her memory— that last memory. Thunder rumbled with newfound rage, while a gusty wind hissed through the earth's surface. Lightning instantly followed by piercing on the green pastures, burning them alive. A waterfall o
His Mate's Silent Cry The Silhouettes of DARKNESS: I found the truth!
AMETHYST'S POV:The tiny droplets of rain were loudly pouring on the roof— stealthily intruding into my dark wonderland. A heavy, warm and grey woollen blanket was carefully put on my slim body, resting its weight on me. It victoriously hindered me from turning on my right without a good fight. My head was buzzing and aching as if it was pleading with me to stay still on the bed. It felt like somebody had thrown something heavy on my head. With that thought, I instantly squeezed my eyes shut as I tried to recall what had taken place the day before, but unfortunately, my mind was long blocked. There were no memories of events that occurred yesterday. Thoughts began to swirl around my head, encouraging my shuddering, sweating hands to violently clutch my hair. The buzzing started to become loud— the pain was excruciating and it felt like my brain was being pulled out of its rightful place. "Drink this, to isolate the pain from your subconscious mind!" Liam's voice rang in my head, s
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