Arturo was pacing his sword already in restless motion, in stark contrast to Azalea's as he traced roving loops with the point. He stepped forward, his sword swinging in a mock offense in an experimental probe into motion. He had put his dark magic power into the sword, and was ready to destroy the despicable little lady that was right in front of him. He hated so much that she had refused to die and always sat on his nerves, and that she was doing it till the very last moment. That was when he knew that she should not have underestimated her powers. However, he was ready to destroy her finally.Azalea launched aggressively straight into the attack as she filled her sword with her powers, left, right--she twisted away, jumped back, closed in for the attack again taking him off balance. The last time that she had hesitated to finish up everything with the fight, Ayden's sudden attack from Eadlin had distracted and almost caused both of them death.The werewizard swung his sword in a
For the king, she had robbed him of his mate and the real Luna of the kingdom, because of her own selfish gain. She also made their only child's life a miserable one, and tried to kill the true prince of the kingdom several times without number. And she had even given birth to the children he had loved with his entire life, for another man whom she disguised as her brother to the palace. With him again she conspired to put his life into danger and left his already thin body to decay, so that she could finally usurp the throne with him. She also put a division between him and his bonafide son. For her first son Elliott, she made his life a miserable one since he had started growing up by pushing him too hard. Beyond his limits that put him into great depression and low-self esteem, and helped him to find solace in a lady who was willing to do everything for him. Robbed him of being the first son of the king. And to that beautiful union she put a division because of her greedy
The palace of many rooms and hallways was unbelievably quiet, with just servants and maids doing their best to clean every room in the large building. Everywhere was now more silent than ever, rather than the usual noises of the main family that once lived there happily. Everyone now had their lives to live.Zachary had left the palace together with his wife Armani and their son, after publishing his new book which had become best selling in a few weeks. Edla refused to go with Elliott when he came back one more time to see Ayden and Azalea, rejecting his offer to find a job for her in the nearest city which was many miles away. He told her that Eadlin had joined another pack as a warrior, and just spent her time training endlessly. Edla remained in and out the palace walls in hopes that one day,, she would still be able to capture the heart of Hendrix whom she still loved in her heart. Being well versed with the embroidery skills she learnt and spent her time doing during her
He gently walked towards the hallway that led to the garden to see if she was probably there, but the place was empty and lonely just as they had left it. His heart began to feel unsettling, as he quickly made his way into every room in the palace that he knew she usually liked going to. "Check every nook and cranny of the palace for Azalea, right, now!" Ayden dispatched every servant and soldier around, as he walked back into their room looking so confused and stressed out. That was when his eyes caught the paper that was folded neatly, and placed under the oil bottle in the dresser in the room. He rushed to pick it as he opened it. It thus read; "Dear Ayden. I know you must have been alarmed by now about my disappearance, but do not be. I am sorry to leave you in this manner, but this is actually the best thing to do for now. Do not look for me too, because you will not be able to find me even if you try. My powers have gone out of hand, and I have finally figured out why. Seem
"Harder!! Hit harder!!! I said much harder!" The loud but frail voice commanded, as she used the long stick in her hand to push the young girl to pressure, who was almost crying, and sweating profusely in efforts to get what she had been trying to practice her fighting skills over and over again. "I'm tired! This is hard," she clamored and almost broke down into tears. She could feel the pain from the blisters in her hand, as she brushed the strands of her deep brown hair angrily, that constantly got in the way of her cute and small face."You must get it right! With this small and skinny body of yours, are more reasons why you should train harder. And how many times have I told you never to show an outburst of your emotions?" The woman raised her eyes in irritation, and almost dug the stick grasped in her left hand into the young child's skin, "Don't be weak minded!" "I am hungry. I am so tired," The eight year old girl cried, and sat on the floor with sadness and frustration writt
The huge palace was a beautiful castle that had a commanding and majestic aura, with different servants working in and out of it, to maintain the ancestral beauty of it. It was well structured with cross-garbles, lucarnes and high fortified walls. Inside the largest of beautiful rooms where the thrones royal family was, sat the great king and queen Roywood. "How many times have I told you never to step foot outside of this palace again?" The Alpha king, Aldfrith asked the young prince who was kneeling before him with his head bowed. He wore upon his head, a canary golden crown that was embellished with beautiful stars, and around him a black croak with a gold mantle. With the so much intensity in his father's voice, one would have expected him to cower like the others did.Instead, he raised his eyes and squinted it to the other side, gazing directly at the only person who had known he left the palace. His older brother, Zachary. Zachary had looked immediately at the other side, wh
Azalea sat beside her mother with a bowl of water, and pieces of dry cloth to clean her body. Hama's state of health had deteriorated over the past months, that she could barely lift her body again. Trying various herbs she had learnt from her mother to cure symptoms like hers had been used, but her condition never seemed to get better, which broke Azalea's heart so much. Within her, was a great immeasurable fear that grew by the day, as she watched her mother lose weight and remain on a spot all day. When she had told her mother any exciting news about their new hope of living through the next week, Hama only had a weak smile with so much forced effort on her face to encourage her daughter. Her body was so weak and empty, that she could feel it with every inch of her. During the past years, Hama had always prepared various types of wild herbs, to manage the sickness she had hidden for so long. The poison she had thought would have killed her a long time before now, had fin
"Werewolves, witches and elves lived together peacefully in this kingdom seven hundred years ago. In a kingdom of three different kinds of mystical being, there needed to be order of ruling. So, they all came to an agreement that in a sequential order, each person of its own kind would rule for a certain number of years. They had started with the witches who ruled for two hundred years, and the city was in peace and harmony. Then the elves took over after the witches reign and ruled too for another two hundred years, until it was finally the turn for the werewolves to rule. Fahagoth was the first ruler for the wolves and he decided to do it the werewolves way, and made everyone live in the packs for absolute safety. No one objected at all as far as his intentions were good, and his method of ruling worked really well. Everyone was happy and even went as far as marrying other beings aside from their own, even if it was only few parents that saw that practice as okay. His son, Ald