Novels by Deevynewrites

For a moment I could not breathe.I was still in the man's arms, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure he could hear it. His grip on me was firm but careful, as if he was afraid I might break. I slowly lifted my head to look at him.He was young, perhaps a few years older than me. His dark hair fell slightly over his forehead and his eyes were a deep shade of blue I had never seen before. His clothes were nothing like the robes the villagers wore. He wore dark leather and a cloak draped over one shoulder, the fabric looked rich but simple at the same time.He was still staring at me with concern. "My lady, are you hurt?" he asked again.His voice was calm, but I could hear curiosity in it."I... I'm fine," I managed to say, though my voice came out weak.He gently placed me back on my feet but kept his hands close, just in case I slipped again. I quickly stepped back, embarrassed."You said those fruits are poisonous?" I asked, pointing at the red berries above us.He glanced up at t

I slowly opened my eyes, the mud under me reminded me that I was still alive. I looked around immediately and saw Maria, thank goodness we were safe, but barely. It seemed the river had carried us far from the castle.Maria groaned beside me, her face was pale and stained with blood and dirt. "Pan..... are you okay?" she whispered, her voice was trembling. I reached over to her and touched her shoulder. "I'm fine," I said softly. "We're alive, somehow. But you don't look too good," I whispered back to her, worry showing all over my face."I'll be fine, it's just a little scratch that's all," she replied, wincing in pain as she tried to sit up.The sun hadn't fully risen, its dull light was casting over a forest unlike anything I had ever seen. The trees were literally taller, thicker and the leaves were much darker than the ones in the garden back home. I saw strange birds with very bright feathers hopping and flying on the branches. Even small animals just ran around our feet, unafra

The room and the guests were silent. It was as if everyone was afraid to make a sound. I looked at my father; this was the second time he had hit me. His hands were still in the air like he wanted to hit me again. King Roland’s guards moved, but King Roland stopped them.“Pandora, why would you do such a thing?” my mother said to me while holding me slightly.My father turned to look at King Roland. “I apologise on behalf of my daughter, she’s still young and….”“NO, NO! It’s okay. You didn’t tell me she was a spicy girl. You know I like them hot-blooded; nobody would like a boring queen,” he replied to my father. He looked at me, my palm still on my face as hatred surged through me.“I heard you have a rather cherished friend, my lady,” Roland said with a grin on his face. “What was her name again? Yes! Maria.”“Leave her out of this, she did nothing to you!” I said, looking intently at King Roland.“King Valcon, can I request for the girl to be brought into the throne room?” Roland

“How dare you, Pandora?” my father’s voice boomed across the room. “You dare try to run away from me.” He kept yelling at me.“Oh, please, Father!” I fired back sarcastically. “I’m twenty-two, Father, twenty-two! I’m not a kid anymore who can’t make decisions. I’m old enough to do things on my own, yet you never let me do anything.” My long, shiny gold hair that had been packed neatly fell down to my shoulders, my blue sparkling eyes showing a spark of rage as I yelled back at him.He stood up from his throne and walked toward me, and the next thing I felt was a resounding slap across my face. I held my left cheek with my left hand and stared at him, my hair already falling across my face as I breathed heavily. My father just slapped me.“My King!” my mother came down from her seat on the throne and rushed toward him, holding his hands. The guards didn’t flinch; they all remained in their positions.“You will not speak to me in that manner,” my father warned me.“I hate you. I really

“But Father, I don’t like him. You can’t just force me to marry him, I won’t let you,” I said angrily, my chest tight and my throat raw from holding back tears.“It is your duty as the princess of this kingdom. It is a must that you marry King Roland,” King Valcom, my father, shouted, slamming his hand on the arm of his throne.“I do not love him. He is cruel and vicious, Father. Have you not heard what he does to his people? He treats them like they’re not human. He treats them like…”“Enough, Pandora!” my father’s voice boomed, cutting me off. “Like I said, it is your duty and you must fulfill it. Besides, I am securing him as an ally to help us win against Aether. It will increase our chances of victory. As the princess of Adengard, you must marry him!” His tone left no room for argument.“I never asked to be a princess. I didn’t want to be born one. I’ve been trapped in this castle all my life. No freedom, no adventure, Father.” The tears I had held back finally poured over, and I