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Promised to the Tyrant The Dream
Lucifer’s POV "I am sorry. I am a little tired, so I may be hearing things wrong. You said you had what?" Set questioned Omerta; he was a little weary after the night we had had. "Go on, Omerta, tell them about your dream," Avo suggested. Dream? Avo had called me to talk about a dream here. Holy Fuck! It had already been a fucking long night. Since dinner, we have been dealing with the guests that Set had mentioned, and not just one but two of them. And they needed all the special attention in this fucking world that my beast was dying to provide. I had always relished torture, more so since it was my beast’s preferred poison. A little bloodshed was always important in keeping him at bay, and me as well. Not to forget that a little violence went a long way in getting work done. This time, however, was different. It was personal because this time she was involved. My beast howled at the memory of seeing her cornered by those bloodsuckers. He was in no way satisfied by the heap o
Promised to the Tyrant The Pattern
The words that she had penned down from memory had turned my fucking world into pieces. We had all seen this before, far too closely, and for far too long. The words were not the same, nor were the preachers, but it was still fucking all the same. The memory was etched in my brain from years ago, bringing back the deepest of scars and wounds that had only festered over time. It only seemed like yesterday, when we stood in line and our father repeated Shahira’s words aloud, as she whispered them in his ears. There were also times when she did the deed herself, repeating those fucking words again and again. "I think we all know what those words mean," Set’s voice broke the silence in the room, getting Avo, Draco, Giovanni, and I out of our fucking heads. I did not even have an ounce of doubt about what Set was saying, this had fucking witches written all over it. "What is worse, though, is that it is just not the wise ones," Avo’s stress on the words wise ones did not go missed: "
Promised to the Tyrant Questions Questions
Set’s POV We were all staring at that board ahead of us, going through the pattern that had emerged. Lost in our thoughts, contemplating the repercussions of our discovery, and dealing with the thousand unanswered questions that came with it. The most important question hung in the air, suffocating us all. Why her? For a change, even Avo was not in his element. Avo had always had an insight into every situation. Never had I seen him so unaware. Clearly, this was not what he was expecting. To be honest, this had caught all of us off guard, even Lucifer, especially Lucifer. Our dear brother was not the one to be a slave to his emotions. Even during those rage fits, when his beast craved to see bloodshed, Lucifer always kept his mind sound. Not this time, though; right now he was fairly out of his zone. This was the first time I had seen him like this in a long long time. If the situation had been different, I would have loved to provoke him about this oh-so-possessive side of
Promised to the Tyrant Another Intruder
Omerta’s POVDarkness was all that my eyes felt and saw for the first couple of seconds until they adjusted to those pitch-black surroundings. As my eyes started taking in the visual, my heart quivered with fear and despair, the two unfriendly feelings that were slowly crawling across my whole body. The tangy metallic smell of the blood was thick in the air, making my dread run deeper.The alternating cries of the little boy and that man that rang in that small room, provided the perfect background score to the horror that was at play there.It was like the whole thing was in a loop, as the same visual and audio repeated itself over and over again.I focused on the scene in front of me as the next cycle of torture was about to commence. The man, who I knew was a vampire, grabbed the little boy again as he bit hard on his back, piercing his razor-sharp fangs into that boy's delicate skin, an action that made him scream in agony.In any other case, I would have assumed that the boy woul
Promised to the Tyrant Safety First
Lucifer’s POV I had always run a fucking tight ship, ensuring that everyone followed the rules that we had laid down. In the last week, though, I had fucking strangled people with the way I was handling things. My obsession regarding her safety had driven me from leadership to dictatorship. With the whole vampire business and all that had been happening, I had already been on edge. But it was when I saw her lying in bed, jerking and twisting as she whimpered in pain, from whatever torment she was experiencing in her head that I lost my shit. It was like she was in hell. Her face was a canvas of agony, as her hands went between her hands, back, and shoulder, holding them as if she were wounded there. All our efforts to wake her up from whatever nightmare she was in were to no avail. We did everything under the roof to fucking bring her out of that unconscious state, but the more we tried, the worse it became. Her cries only grew louder, and her movements only became more desperate
Promised to the Tyrant Shower
Lucifer’s POV What the fuck was I doing here? The question racked my beast and me as we visually devoured the girl who stood right across from me, frozen in her spot. Knowing very well that we were playing with fire. Something had diametrically shifted between the two of us since that fuck-all school party. In certain ways, there was a silent acceptance on both our parts, or so I believed. And with this new acceptance came also this new urgency to act on it. So here I was, checking her out as she stood there in her workout bra that deliciously showed off the slight muscles that had started to adorn her thin frame. My heart swelled knowing she was getting fit and healthy, but it was the muscle that she had put in other places that got my shit going. She was never the one with really big breasts; rather, those perky little bastards were just perfect. They were fucked up like my very own personal temples, meant to be worshipped. I trailed my eyes from her long neck to her breasts to
Promised to the Tyrant Mirror mirror on the Wall
Omerta’s POV It was like I was experiencing the aftereffects of meditation, the one where they have a gong. And the gong sounds and vibrations had washed over my entire body, bringing every body part and sense alive. But in reality, these were the after-effects of some mere fleeting moments that we had shared, and my body had become so overwhelmed just by his proximity. I had my eyes shut tight as I tried to take in the awareness that I felt in every part of my body. "I need you to open your eyes." His order was all I needed to leave the cocoon of my body and open my eyes to be treated to our combined reflection in the mirror. There we were standing in front of the bathroom mirror, looking directly into each other’s eyes through the mirror. Eyes that were full of needs, wants hopes, and desires. "Didn’t I tell you not to wear this again?" He teased me as he continued to play with my bra straps, leaving a hot trail on my skin with his every touch. I knew what he was referring to,
Promised to the Tyrant I am a SUCKER for you!
Lucifer’s POV The smell of something sugary and rosemary still lingered through my body, mixed with my spicy essence and our arousal. Fuck!! It was an addictive mixture, but also one that was now fading away. All fucking thanks to Set or those rogues; it didn’t matter because they were all bloody cock blockers. All of them had impeccable timing! My beast was furious that we were pulled away from our personal heaven. We were both rather enjoying our stray, who turned out to be a little vixen. She was a fucking goddess in heat, whining and grinding me as I ravished her body. The taste of her skin was still alive in my mouth, reminding me how I had marked her senseless, sucking, and biting, as I created artwork on her chest. Fuck!! I just loved sucking those mouthful peaks. My delicious thoughts were rudely interrupted by that fucker Set, who turned up the volume of the stereo. "Have you heard these lyrics, brother?" Set asked, looking at me. "There is a rogue attack, and you a
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