GRANTWhat would you have done if you knew history was about to repeat itself for the second time. You would simply not allow it and that's why I killed Adaline's mate. She may not know it but I have just saved her life but at the cost of her giving me cold shoulders.She still stayed in the same bedroom with me but she barely held a conversation and I could easily read her mind she it always repeated the same thing. She wants nothing to do with me.She will soon understand why I did it, she'll understand it was the best decision I could make at that moment, she's only feeling this way because of the mate bond, it's not like she actually loved the boy.Immediately I hear her laugh and I'm tempted to trace it baring in mind she would always ignore my lingering gaze. I caught her with an aristocrat lady, which is odd because she claimed she never accepted invitations like Nyla did. It was assuring knowing that she didn't always keep to herself as I thought. He smile on her face was so
ADALINE Hot breaths filled the atmosphere, adding to the tension I could barely hear my sense of reasoning as Grant pressed my back against the wall. His tongue immediately slides in my mouth as mine sought his for combat, our tongue swirls for dominance and a moan escapes from my lips. Amidst the kiss I fell the taste of something metallic and slightly bitter, I recognize the taste of blood and began panicking from where it's coming from, I trace with my tongue to discover Grant's fangs piercing the corners of my mouth. I try pulling away from the kiss but his tongue quickly massages the bloody part where the his fangs pitched and quickly licks it clean. In the process the side of my tongue was immediately healed. He pulls away from the kiss, lists me up and tosses me on the bed."Who are you?" I gasped riding my ass to the edge of the bed. He only smirks, it was even entirely different the way Grant would do it. "I'm Grant's wolf, Hazem." He introduced, my eyes widened in awe. Th
NYLACortia ran my fingers through my golden blood hair, she kept applying the dye till my hair reach the perfect color of lavender, the original color of the royal blood of Peralez. Although my father barely boast of his purple locs, and rather keeps his head bald, I had the liberty of being born with my mother's blond locs. As history prevails no matter who ever the Alpha of Peralez chose to marry the offsprings always possess lavender hair and deep set of purple eyes, this trait seemed to have skip me so I dye my hair and change my blue eyes to purple to fit in my mother's fantasy.The funny thing is my father has seen me with blonde hair and blue eyes, I don't know if he misses them but he never said a thing about my mother's drastic attempts. On the other hand Adaline was born with lavender hair and a deep set of purple eyes, that's what the palace maids boast off. One day as a child, her hair immediately turn brown and the color of her eyes changed as well. I've never seen her
AdalineA sharp and ripping noise that resembled that of fabric was heard, it was infact the sound of my pink ball gown being ripped to shreds. The manic giggles that followed made my heart sink to the depths of my stomach.This could not be any more humiliating, the front of my underwear was peaking, on display to two thousand guest who did nothing but watch.I tried to hold back my tears as a miserable smile spread across my lips."I knew you'd be happy." Nyla says trying to hold back her ugly cackle. "See guys she's even smiling, is that tears of joy I see?" She uses her thumb to wipe off my tear and flicks her hand to quickly dry her hand. "Next time you will think twice about upstaging Melanie at her debutante." She quickly reverts to her scowl, the expression I was familiar with. "You're a slave not a princess, even if you think Royalty runs through your blood, you still have your mother's filthy blood, know your place damn swine." I bowed and apologize as more tears pour out. I
Adaline"Have you lost your mind?" Cole remained baffled by my proposition. "If I'm destined for a lifetime of torment, I should at least indulge in the experience of losing my virginity this instant, don't you think?" My gaze shifted to his hard member. "Besides, do you not find me attractive?" I suggested coyly, swaying my hips with a hint of seduction.He swallowed nervously, finding it difficult to avert his gaze. That gave me the idea to make my first move. I strutted towards him and went on my knees, cupping his arousal in my palm.I tugged on his belt, giving him a chance to object. After thirty seconds of consecutive silence, I unbuckled his belt and swiftly took out his erection in my hand. I squeezed it firmly, sensing no hint of softness; he was undeniably aroused.I flicked my tongue against the ridge of his foreskin. His lips trembled, and a soft moan escaped as I teased my tongue around the tip of his member. I could feel the vibrations coming from his legs as he attempte
AdalineThe Peralez Forest, once notorious as the Forest of Demons, held no novelty for me. The four-day exile my father imposed felt more like a gentle reprimand; he initially hesitated to punish me. Despite his apparent satisfaction with my involvement with Cole, the Empress and Nyla were less than pleased. As a consequence, my flowing locks were sheared into a pixie cut, and I found myself here, in the heart of the Peralez Forest, tasked with reflecting on my actions.The first time I was sent here was when the Empress was desperate for my disposal. Anyone sent to the forest of Peralez didn't last a day in here, they were hunted and scorged by the demons, only a skilled wolf can counter a demon. Well, till they get worn out by endless battles and ends up either retreating or dying in the battle.I have never encountered a demon from my days sent to the forest, the palace warriors always looked shocked in awe when I come out unscath, it was as if i was a demon repellant.Familiar wit
GRANTWomen are all the same, they pretend to look innocent but they are far deadly from their pretentious phase.This thought irks me as the maiden who purposely dropped her napkin, struggles to hold eye contact with me, signifying her true intentions. In the past this would have moved me but ever since I was cursed by that damn witch, gestures like this annoy me."My king, shall I burn the napkin?" Theodore, my knight and my attendant asked, noticing the scenario. "No, I'll handle this myself." I hissed prancing my way towards her, her expression was bountiful and it felt satisfying that i was about to wipe that cocky grin off her lips.Seated alone in the heart of the restaurant, she exuded an air of solitude. I chose the chair opposite hers, and that's when she commenced her artful game of charming the devil."Oh, kind sir. Is that my napkin? Have you come to return it?" she chuckled in pretense."Is your fiance aware that you're a harlot?" I inquired, and her gleeful gaze swiftly
AdalineI couldn't tell if I was sick to my stomach because of how my plan failed woefully or probably because the maids are out to get me and definitely plan my demise. I was immediately pulled out of exile just to be fitted for a dress, I would much rather fight a demon than go through this process though."Can't I wear a dress without a corset?" I asked but I was immediately ignored.The doors immediately opened and all the maids stopped what they were doing as the Empress walked in with Cortia the head maid.Her lips curved into a lowly smirk, more like a mocking one. "She looks exactly like her mother, the night she was beheaded." The Empress mocked as I just did nothing but watch her. I could slap her in the face, but I would be tried for treason and since I cannot die, goddess knows what sort of torture she has in store for me.Ever since my father put an end to her torture fanatic two years ago, I've been threading dangerously in her grasps and would do anything to make sure I