(Vera) I could feel the prince's eyes on me as I talked with the queen about what she wanted and what she could get for the royals attending the ball. She knew her art, and I liked that she was not pompous enough to admit it when she didn't know something.She finally bought and paid for eight paintings for the eight royals that would be attending the Dragon Ball from other realms to Draconià. She was easy to talk to, and it surprised me."Thank you, Miss. Rhys. You have been very helpful," she said with a smile, before she opened her bag and pulled out a familiar-looking card. My eyes narrowed as I stared at the black embellished card as she handed it to me. "If you could come to the dragon ball, I would be delighted to show you around the palace.""A personal invite from my mom?! Only a few have the pleasure of that! My mom is picky," Blaine said as he looked at me with an impressed look."Thank you, Your Majesty. I might take you up on your offer," I said without looking at Mateo,
(Vera) I gasped. What the hell did he just say? I glared down at him as he chuckled, and I could feel the vibration of his laughter running along my body. His hands were warm on my back, and I could feel the length of his body, naked body, pressed against mine, creating delicious friction. My breasts, protected only by a flimsy dress and no bra, tingled and my nipples pebbled. I was sure he could feel my tightening ni.pples against his chest. My p*ssy turned wet, and I knew he could smell my arousal, when his jade eyes darkened until they became midnight black. A soft moan begged to come out of my lips, as my body begged to rip his boxers away from him and finally, finally take him. “What the hell were you thinking?” I hissed out, finally remembering why I was here in the first place. “What? What did I do? You were the one who broke in, you were the one who tried to attack me in my sleep.” “And you deserve it. The gifts?! What the hell was that about?” “Did you like it?” Is thi
(Mateo)My whole body felt like it was burning. Shade was clawing from the inside, and I knew he wanted to break free and claim what was his, consequences be damned, and I almost, almost wanted to let him loose. But I knew I couldn’t force this on her. I was not brought up like that.It felt too real, the pain, the heartbreak. So definite.I wasn’t done fighting for her, not yet, but for now, tonight, I didn’t want to be here alone with her. I was worried that I might do something that would change our lives completely.“I-” she hesitated, and I closed my eyes tight. Seeing her face, filled with worry and guilt, wasn’t helping me. She should feel the guilt, but somehow it was not a good feeling to see that look in her eyes.“GO,” my voice came out in a loud growl and then I stiffened when I could smell her. Closer than before. What the f*ck was she still doing here? Why the f*ck wouldn’t she just go away?“I don’t want to hurt you, Prince Mateo.”Prince Mateo. I f*cking hated it.“And
(Vera)“Oh, do come to the ball tomorrow, and then once the ball is over, I will take you to the temple and then-”I hated it. I knew I wanted the rejection, but he didn’t have to be so eager about it, did he?“Then what?” My body was burning with anger and jealousy. I didn’t want his first time with some random Fae wh0- okay, I absolutely didn’t want to call a random woman wh0re, that wasn’t right, and I knew that. But I already hated this phantom Fae, with her wispy, beautiful wings and her delicate curves and magic. “Will you take a Fae to your room?” I grunted. I wanted to tie him down and prove to him that I would be better than any Fae ever could be.F*ck No!I hated that when he talked about finding a Fae girl. Ugh. Faes! I didn’t want those bitches near my-"Careful, Vera. Your green is showing. Dark green, too...”I ignored the dragon.I glared at his back as he turned to me and grabbed my hands, as if it was completely normal to hold hands after talking about rejection. His
“Love in its essence is spiritual fire.” — Seneca ---- (Vera) End of the world... I sighed softly as I stared into his glinting eyes. The way he was looking at me, so tender, so loving... it twisted my heart, and it made me feel edgy. My skin prickled in awareness. I wanted to flee and hide and- It was the year-old fear of letting a person in. I knew, even now, that Mateo would be more than what my heart could handle. He already was. "But he will also be everything your heart desires! The way he talks to you...” Yes. The way he talked to me... I had never thought I was someone who would love to hear such blatant admission on how much he already liked me. I would have made a puking face if Ezra had ever said it, but when Mateo said that, I felt like I wanted to hear him say things like that, forever, but it was also alarming, the feeling of utter helplessness and neediness. I had never needed anyone much in my life, and I preferred it that way. And yes, it immediately made me
Broken souls need more than a second to heal! I have a million pieces of my soul within. - Vera!----(Mateo)“Yes, I am stealing it for you,” she whispered as she gazed at the stone, her eyes gleaming. It reminded me of the first night we met. Five years ago.I stared at the eye of Sabius, and smiled at Vera. I couldn’t help it. This was... actually better than what I had hoped, and my heart was still thundering, and I loved how excited she looked when she was climbing the water line, as if it was the most amazing thing in the world.She looked young, radiant and she would put, even the moon to shame!She looked without the worry she often carried with her. Free of the weights that pulled her down.I loved it. I loved her enthusiasm.“How very romantic,” I muttered as I fully turned towards her. “This is the best date I have ever had.”“Have you even gone on dates?” She wrinkled her nose as she scanned me, and her eyes stopped at my still erect c.ock. It was painfully obvious, how mu
"The venom clamours of a jealous woman poison more deadly than a mad dog’s tooth." -William Shakespeare----(Vera)I woke up to the hushed whispers and shuffling footsteps. My head pounded as I rubbed my eyes with a wince.It was a terrible, terrible night and I had no one to blame but myself.After Mateo walked out and flew away, leaving my stomach in tangled knots, I almost got caught, but I was quicker than and got away, of course, after stealing the eye of Sabius, once again.I almost went to the palace, too, but then I talked myself out if it. I knew there was no use keep picking up the wound.He was right, but every inch in my body begged even when my brain warned me against it.I hated it. I hated every second of that torture.I ran all the way to my home, because I knew if I allowed Nova to come, she wouldn’t hesitate to go and find the prince and tell him about things he didn’t need to know.She was a freaking traitor, and that was what she was, oh, and also terribly angry w
"She may be broken for a while, but that’s ok. She’s working on her, cause she’s not one to leave a mess lying around." – JM Storm ----- (Vera) "I don’t. Do I know you?” he said. His voice felt blank, emotionless. I jerked back as if he had just punched me. His eyes flicked to meet mine for a second before he shook his head and turned to fucking Faith. If I could rip her heart off... “You don’t know me?” I blinked at him, irritated and angry. And hurt. I knew he was angry, but... here I was, practically begging and- "Begging? I haven’t even heard a please!” my dragon said with a huff. “You know what I am talking about,” I huffed. Suddenly, Nova was team Mateo, through and through. Such a traitor, my dragon was. I didn’t like it, not one bit. I didn’t like the feeling of anger and jealousy in me, or the overwhelming feeling to prove to him and myself that I had power over him, just as he had over me. I didn’t like the indifference in his eyes, nor did I like the look of warmth w