[ IN WHICH SHE IS ON FIRE ] Smoke fills the hallways in no time. The maids and several other workers from the mansion run helter skelter as they search for buckets of water and other items that can be used to put out the fire. I stand still, amidst the chaos I have created, waiting for the huge, brown door to fall off. My vision gets blurry, and my view of the door gets blurred out by the smoke, and, soon, I begin to cough. My oxygen gets cut off. I grow impatient waiting for the door to come off. Unsatisfied with the way my plan has turned out, I look around to see the fire is already being put out by the workers. I didn't think through this before I decided to set the door ablaze. Not having the time and energy to stop the maids and servants, I need to find another way to break open the door. The house isn't entirely made up of wood, but bricks, so the fire doesn't do much damage as I had hoped. I spot a small metallic chair by a corner. It looks like one of those chairs one cou
(warning; this chapter you are about to read contains sexual content, and language, which may not be appropriate for all audiecnes. please read at your own discretion) [ IN WHICH SHE SCREAMS ] I shift to make myself comfortable on the couch, watching expectantly as he kneels between my legs. Sin slowly takes off my shoes, and my dress rides up after. A blush creeps up my face when my lace panties are on full display. I get a little self-conscious since we have never gotten this far. Having second thoughts, I begin to cover myself up, but the low groan of pleasure from Sin’s throat makes me keep my legs wide open. “God,” he sighs, squeezing my thighs. “You will be the death of me.” I smirk at his position. “What if someone sees us?” I move my eyes to the doorframe. He smiles. “You are the one who burnt it down, so I assume you want them to watch us,” he says, leaning forward and pressing his lips on the insides of my thighs. I bite my lip at how insanely pleasant his kisses are on
[ IN WHICH TWO MEN PLOT EVIL ] There is something you should know: that night Sin took me on a ride through the sensual realms of bliss, something was lurking in the shadows; something dangerous. And this time, the danger wasn't Sin. The danger was someone else; it was something else.Something neither one of us expected. And it was coming fast to hunt us.I did tell you that the devil was everywhere, that he could be anyone at anytime. That night, the devil was the Lycan King and Luca, who was originally known as Lust. While Sin and I explored each other's bodies, these two men met up in the dark of the night to plot what could only be best described as the most wicked plan ever to be plotted.I shared a connection with the Kings— that I already knew. But what I didn't know was that I shared a different one with the Lycan King. There was this string tying us together. It was invisible to the eyes of others, not even Sin could see it. Rome and I were the only ones who saw the string,
[ IN WHICH HE GETS HANDLED ] SIN'S POV: Daylight streams in through the windows. Streaks of light shine down on November's face. I watch her twist a little from the discomfort, so I lift my palms up, blocking the light rays, and after a few seconds, she settles back into her sleep. Her olive skin glows under the light, while mine shimmers underneath it, the painful sting causing the skin cells to awaken. Sunlight always complimented her beautiful, caramel skin, and it still beautifies it, even while she is asleep and unaware.I raise my bare arm higher, letting it absorb the heat as I protect the woman beside me from getting her sleep disturbed. However, my arms are not the only part of my body which is bare. The rest of my body is too, and so is the magnificent lady laying beside me. The only thing covering our bodies are the robes my maids had set in the room several days prior. But beneath that, nothing. Absolutely nothing.Thoughts of last night crawls into my mind, and it bec
[ IN WHICH SHE DISCOVERS MORE ]There is something I have discovered. Sin is a natural leader, in everything... but sometimes, even a leader wants to be led, guided, even ordered and controlled. And I take that opportunity to lead his way through the realm of bliss.I enjoy being above him, running my fingers through his black hair and tracing his tattoos. And Sin clearly enjoys it too, judging by the way he twitches in my hold and the way he moans in my ears. When he is like this, so raw and erotic, I cannot help but moan along with him. My need is like an electric blanket. It has been turned up on high and wrapped tightly around my body. I longed to be free of the intense heat, but at the same time I reveled in it, I loved it, and I liked the feeling of sweat beading on my skin. Each and every part of my body rises to the surface, and I just quiver there, anticipating. Anticipating Sin's release. God, what is happening to me? What is happening to us? How can we go from hating each
[ IN WHICH ROME IS HOME ] ROME'S POV— “There she is.” My wolf screams.In a peach colored dress that sweeps the ground along with a black scarf tied around her defined waist, she hurries through the town square. It has been a few minutes since she left the King's Mansion. And I have to admit that it is quite impressive to get over a thousand meters from the King’s Mansion by foot in just a few minutes. But it is exactly how I had planned, so, I'm not necessarily complaining. However, she does run faster than I remember, and I'm guessing that is another feature that comes with her rebirth. Apart from that, she hasn't really changed. Her brown curls still look the same as they did centuries ago. Her golden, caramel skin glows bright under the sky, catching the eyes of those who pass by. She has a unique appearance with her skin tone alone. On top of that, she is tall, slim and beautiful—the body of a goddess. Nothing about her has changed. She is still the same woman I fell in love
[ IN WHICH SHE IS A SPEEDSTER ] Fear grips me. The three young guards are no longer behind me. It feels as though there is a lump in my throat as I peer around the market. My round, brown eyes rove around the area; they weave through the crowds of people, over carts and buildings as I try to find the men who have been charged with the duty of keeping me safe while I run away from the possible threat the Grand Alkhemi holds at the moment.Lake, Eirene and Atlas are gone. It makes me wonder how long I have been running, lurking around without them. The thought alone makes me anxious, and unsettled.My grip on my dress tightens as I walk backwards. I do this in order to retrace my steps. "Lake." I call out. I walk further in the direction I came from, wondering if I had lost them behind a building. “Atlas? Lake?” My breath shudders as I call for the third time. “Ei—” Someone suddenly bumps into me, cutting out my air supply. Their hand collides with my face, and their elbow collides
[ IN WHICH SHE MEETS THE LYCAN KING ]“My love. I have been waiting for you.” The man lowers his glass from his lips, gesturing to the building in which we are stood. “Welcome to Lucian City, the home of the werewolves.”I stand, frozen in my spot. I do not need any introductions for I know who he is. And what this place is. There is a heat burning inside of me. Every part of me is on fire as I stare straight at the tall man, corporately dressed in an attire that is suited for a royal lord. However, the way his fingers tap on the glass, the rings on his fingers create a loud, impatient clanging sound, that gives off the impression that he will not be royally upright, but will be very ill-mannered. This man looks like he is looking for trouble.... [he was trouble] ... My eyes rove up and down, assessing the man oozing with confidence and charm. He is wearing a suit with sleeves pulled back specifically to show his ringed fingers. From the four rings on his left hand, my eyes move t