Novel-novel oleh Elysian

~Author’s POV ~ Classes had ended quite early. Harriet had gone out with Lena to their usual cafe and had talked till evening. When she settled in the Uber, she could immediately tell something was wrong from the way the driver stared at her from the rearview mirror. Her eyes moved subtly, staring at the surroundings, knowing full well this was not the way to go maple groove, it wasn't the way to Rael's mansion at all. Still, she decided to play along, pretending she couldn't tell. “I don't know this route,” she muttered after a few minutes, yet the driver had not even turned to look at her and just continued driving. Her lips curled up in the darkness. Lunging forward, she had pulled out her pocket knife, holding the man hostage.“Who sent you?” She asked as he tried to wiggle from her grasp. The car swerved a couple of times due to loss of control, catching them off guard as it slammed into a nearby tree. Harriet subtly lost her balance, being thrown off the man. This gave him th

~Author’s POV~ “Ahh!” A surprised yelp tore from her lips as he spun her over, pinning her beneath him. “How about we go down to business?” Rael's voice rang out, making her shiver. His eyes coated with something she couldn't quite fathom as he leaned in. She thought he would capture her lips–kiss her. But when he did the next second made her eyes widen. He had spread her legs apart, tearing a hole in her pajama pants. Damnit! Her favorite pajama was ruined by the man!She frowned, wanting to give him a piece of her mind, yet he'd already pulled her panties away from her sex, leaving it bare under his gaze. Harriet felt a sudden rush of air in her pussy, making her shiver. It wasn't long until Rael's middle finger slipped into her wetness. “Ah!” She moaned, making his lips curl up. “Look how wet you are for me, hmm?” He cooed, leaning in as his lips brushed her reddened ear. This woman had definitely done something to him, he thought. If not, why couldn't he get enough of her? Wh

~Author’s POV~“Get out,” his voice rang out, making her shiver involuntarily, yet she still sat up on the bed, refusing to leave. She could tell something was wrong with him, yet she couldn't put a finger on it. Rael, noticing the woman had refused to leave, turned to her fully, his eyes cold. “Did you not hear me?” He asked, making her blink a couple of times as she surveyed him. His eyes were coated with something. Instead of leaving, she leaned closer, scrutinizing his pale face. “You've been poisoned,” she muttered, making Rael's back stiffen. Poisoned? It couldn't be., he thought, yet the feeling in his chest intensified. At first he thought it was just blood lust, but as the feeling in his chest multiplied, he realized something was indeed wrong. Had he really been poisoned? How could she tell at a glance? She pondered on something before muttering,“Wait here, I'll be back.” Then he watched as her back disappeared from the room as she closed the door behind her. Meanwhil

~Author’s POV~ They had exited the car, Rael's shirt soaking in his own blood from the wound. Harriet's face twisted into something unfathomable. Pain? She'd gotten hurt herself, but seeing another person get hurt from shielding her, she felt her eyes moistening. What was wrong with her? She was never one to cry. Rael noticed the girl's tears and immediately felt at a loss for words. He had never seen a woman cry, so didn't really know how to Cajole them. At the moment, the girl who looked all brave and sassy while seducing him now looked like a scared kitten. He quickly pulled her into his embrace, stopping her from looking at the damaged car. It wasn't because he wanted to, it was because the car at this point had been dented to a point of no return. If she saw it, she would wonder how they had survived the accident at all. Harriet, feeling Rael pull her into his arms, stiffened, beads of tears rolling down her cheeks and soaking his shirt. Why was she even crying! Was it because

~Author’s POV ~Livia’s face paled as Harriet’s words hung in the air. The classroom, once buzzing with gossip, had fallen into a heavy silence. Even Kylie, who had been enjoying the mockery moments ago, stiffened in her seat. There was something different about Harriet. Something sharp that hadn’t been there before.Livia swallowed hard, forcing a laugh. "Oh, come on, Harriet. When did I say that?" Harriet tilted her head, her gaze unwavering. Didn't think you were the one to quickly forget your own words. Shall I remind you?" Livia’s fingers twitched. She hadn’t expected Harriet to call her out so boldly. The other students were watching, some with amusement, others with curiosity. If she backed down now, she’d look weak. But if she actually ate dust—she couldn't bring herself to think about it. Damn this woman!Before she could respond, Harriet stuffed her hand into her pocket, pulling out a cloth that had been tied. Opening it, the sand nestled in it came into view. She sco

~Author’s POV~ Harriet sat, her eyes glued to the TV as she tossed a few pieces of popcorn into her mouth until her vision slowly began to dim. Meanwhile, Rael, who was seated just beside her noticed this, his eyes coated with something unfathomable as he stared at her. Her head rested onto the backrest in an uncomfortable way, and the box of popcorn in her hand was almost spilling. Rising to his feet, he turned off the TV, picking her up and heading to the room. Once he placed her on the bed, he didn't leave. Instead, he sunk onto the bed beside her, pulling her closer as he buried his face in her neck. She stirred in her sleep before finally settling down. The night seemed peaceful. The next day came, and Harriet's eyes fluttered open. She groaned before trying to stretch, only to notice something heavy holding her down. Her gaze trailed to rest on the hand wrapped tightly around her waist, making her eyes widen. Since when did the man start sleeping in her room? She managed to

~Arielle~“Death,” his voice echoed, making me shiver. Was I afraid of death at this moment? The answer was no. In fact, I would rather die than become his breeding machine. And perhaps he hadn't expected the smile that had come to rest on my lips. I rose from the bed, my eyes piercing his harshly. “I would rather die than let you touch me again,” I muttered, not knowing where I'd gotten the courage from. I could feel my heart thumping furiously beneath my chest. Then I saw his thin lips curl up from under his black mask. I gasped when he flipped me around, my back colliding with the closed door. He had hitched one of my legs up, his body pressing closer against mine. “Your body says otherwise, little lamb” Prince Darion whispered in my ear, his lips trailing my neck. Fuck! why did my own body betray me? “I can hear the sound of your heartbeat against your chest. You want this,” he stated as though he'd crept into my mind and knew exactly what was in it. He wasn't wrong. I'd felt

~Arielle~ My eyes fluttered open lazily, taking in the morning glow that filtered through the raised curtains. This did not seem like my room, I thought. Not until realization hit me. My life had turned around in the span of a day.Yesterday, I'd been dressed up to please the masked prince. I'd remembered his words–if I wanted to survive, I'd have to please him. My eyes trailed my legs beneath the sheet, seeing the various marks that had married my skin. Last afternoon…he'd taken my innocence, plunging into me without a care for whether I was hurt or not. What had happened after? I couldn't remember. Had I slept throughout?I bit my lip hard, my eyes coated with glaciers. The door swung open in the next second, and he walked in, his long legs striding towards me. “Ahh! Let me go!” I yelled, biting my lip even harder, tasting the blood that had seeped out. He pulled me out of the bed, tousled hair, swollen lips, swollen eyes, and a bunch of hickeys marking my skin. He'd dragged

~ Darion ~Her dainty figure, her big blue eyes, and the way her wet dress clung to her breasts earlier, letting me feast my eyes. It was different. Different from the few other concubines Miranda had sent over to me in the past few years. The way she glared at me when I asked her to raise her head…fiersty. It made me want to own her. To use her, and to break her so bad. I wanted to bury my cock deep inside her. I'd never felt this way with other women. “I'll have her,” I had voiced out, and I thought she'd beg, cry…she did none of those. She just stared on with emptiness coating her gaze.When the door creaked open, I felt something I'd never felt before…excitement. “Undress,” I said, my voice coming out sharper than intended, watching her flinch. She raised her head, following the sound of my voice until her gaze rested onto me. So innocent. So pure. I wanted to taint her even more now. The thin fabric she'd been wearing did not justice in covering the peaches situated on her

~Arielle ~ Footsteps echoed in the hallway, cutting through the tension that had begun to brew. The decision had been stalled, or so I thought. My heart drummed furiously beneath my chest as I clutched the hem of my wet dress. My eyes raised subtly when I heard the footsteps stop. A pair of leather shoes, long legs of black pants, and a black shirt…my gaze moved further to rest on pink lips left out under the black mask he wore. Who exactly was he? His rare gold colored eyes pierced through my being, and in that moment it felt as though I was bare. My nipples stirred under my wet dress, making things even worse than they already were. “Prince Darion,” The attendants chorused, their heads dropping, unable to look at the man as though he was a plague. Or perhaps someone of high status –pretty evident from his temperament. I clenched my jaw hard, feeling the swell on my cheeks. It still hurt from last night…if not even worse. “Miranda has put you up to pick out a concubine for m

~Arielle~ “Run and never return!” the sound of my father's voice pierced through my ears as my feet stabbed the wet, puddled ground of the woods. My chest burned with something–something hard, and my stomach churned with something unfathomable. Fear, you would say? It was deeper than that. My footsteps came hard. Fast. Wet leaves brushing my skin as my feet stabbed deeper into the woods. My breaths had come in ragged gasps, trying to escape the traffickers that had invaded the village. The last look father gave me had left my heart shattered and in that moment I knew I couldn't get caught. I couldn't be one of those women who'd be taken away. When I heard their voices behind me, my core shook with fear. “Leave no stone unturned and no woman left to escape. We must take them all,” I heard a rugged voice say, followed by the footsteps that had started to close in on me. No! I couldn't turn back. I couldn't… My eyes blurred with tears, my body turning weaker as I ran.

~Aria’s POV~ I watched as Kaius's back faded into the hallway, chains of thoughts running through my mind. “Are you done?” A voice pierced through my ears, cutting off my reverie, and I turned to see Damien waiting for me. I sighed deeply before walking over to him. All I wanted was to get out of this place. All I wanted was to never set eyes on that man again, but how could I tell Damien about it? I would be risking his safety as well. Especially now that Kaius had him in mind. Up until this day, I had never spoken about my past with Damien. I knew he wanted to ask sometimes, but refrained. I was not ready to tell him about it just yet–or maybe I was never going to tell him how I was warming some other man's bed against my own will two years ago. How would he look at me? By now my tipsiness had worn out. I gasped when Damien picked me up, heading outside. “Drive.” He said to the chauffeur, and by now my consciousness had begun to fade. I was exhausted. “You'll be

~Aria’s POV~ “Long time no see, Miss Aria.” Kaius said, a smile marrying his face. My gaze hardened as I stared at him. Why did he look at me as though nothing had happened between us? I had the urge to laugh–of course, why would he act like something happened? I was the only one who knew what had transpired between us years ago. I was the only one who knew about the fetus he murdered mercilessly. And now he looked at me with clear eyes, as though he had done nothing...as though he was a saint. My previous uncertainty turned into rage–immense rage. “Long time no see.” I replied, smiling beautifully, and I caught sight of Sofia’s arms that intertwined with his. Perhaps this was to make me jealous? I had the urge to laugh at her childishness. “Find me when you're ready to customize the dress.” I said to Sofia, my eyes neutral, and she smiled a fake smile before standing on her tippy toes to whisper something into Kaius's ear. If it was two years ago, then maybe I wo

~Aria's POV~I sat in the car, my heart much more firm than before. I stared out the window, seeing the familiar view of Downtown Seattle. It felt like yesterday that I was in this city, striving to survive, yet I was back. Just then, the sound of my phone pierced through my ears and I picked it up, taking it to my ear. “Miss Aria is back in the country, can she come over to start designing the dress?” The familiar voice of Mrs Pierre pierced through my ears. I had met the woman back at France two years ago and we immediately hitted off. The woman returned to Seattle to be with her daughter and wanted my to design a dress for her daughter's birthday.I had almost forgotten that I had become quite a successful designer over the two years that I had left Seattle. “Yes, I will come to take Miss Avery's measurements later today. Since the birthday is in a week, I will have time to make the dress to her taste.” “Work?” Damien asked beside me and I hummed, my eyes shining.“Don't st

~Aria's POV~ “what did you say?” I asked, unable to believe my ears. My voice trembled, and I knew my eyes gave away my surprise. “Marry me,” He repeated, and this time, I knew my ears were not playing tricks on me. “But…” I started, but was cut off by him. “Will you?” He asked, and I stared at him intently, wanting to know if he was serious. His piercing obsidian eyes stared at me with so much intensity that I could not look away. “It will be a contract valid for three years. You will be rid of your past, and I will no longer have to marry who my father wants or attend blind dates. You can choose to walk away after three years.” I thought about it. Perhaps this was the only way I could escape my past. Perhaps this was the only way I could escape Kaius's grasp. My head was spinning rapidly, but I still answered. “I agree.” I muttered, my voice slowly dimming. From the corner of my eyes, I could see the man's lips curl up. Before I knew it, I was already si

~Damien's POV~I pressed on the accelerator, feeling my anger bulb. I wasn't ready to return to Seattle, yet I did. I had to, all thanks to my foolish brother. I felt as though to suffocate. The air in the car was thick. My phone suddenly rang. I heard it yet I ignored it like a plague. I knew exactly who it was- my father. But how could I pick it up when I knew exactly what he wanted to say?Thunder clapped loudly in the sky, and it soon started to pour heavily.The phone rang repeatedly, as though intending to make me lose my sanity.I slowed down a little, my eyes moving to stare at the phone screen inches away from me. But when I looked up again? “Shit!” I cursed, frantically honking before slamming hard on the breaks.Bang! I still hit the person. Hopefully he or she isn't dead yet, I thought as I sucked in a breath. I slowly pushed the door open, my heart caught up in my throat as I slowly approached the person lying on the tarred road in the rain…it was a woman. Her

~Aria's POV~The door burst open and I could see the angered face of Kaius as he walk in. Every step he took felt like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode and I could feel my heart pulsate. Perhaps it was in guilty, or in fear for what he was going to do to me. Just this morning I repeated the oat to him. “Don't ask for love and don't get pregnant” but here I way lying in the hospital bed with a fetus growing inside me. I felt ashamed, but still, a sense of joy washed over me after learning about it from the doctor. I was finally going to have a family of my own, my little bundle of joy. But once again, fate was bound to take it away. “Get rid of it,” Kaius's voice came in the next second, making my eyes widen in shock. Abort it? It felt as though lightning had struck me, electrocuting me entirely.How could he ask me to abort it? How…how could he.My heart clenched beneath my chest and I let out a painful chuckle.“Are you so heartless that you want to kill your own blood?