Novels by Sophie Korts

"Take me” my voice echoed in the hall. “Please, take me” Immediately I let out those words, a feeling of regret washed over my face as I turned swiftly to leave “Wait” His voice was not firm, nor commanding like it sounded in the meeting with the elders, rather it was more of softness and pleading I hope he didn’t see those feelings in my eyes, I hope he did not enjoy seeing me wanting him and being vulnerable I had messed up and as much as I wanted him that bad, letting my guards down and begging him should be the last thing on my mind, if anything he should be the one begging and apologizing for making me his prisoner under the name of being his mate, and hitting me with those big hands that left a mark on my face. Just like I thought of it, he walked up to my front and examined my face, after seeing that the marks were gone, he was surprised at first but maybe he had realized that after all I am witch that could kill him at any moment with my powers if I wanted to. “You he

Opening my eyes to the flickers of candle that surrounded the room, everything felt soggy as I pushed myself to sit up on the bed, my head hurts. The room seemed different, more spacious and adorned with swords, dark furniture and the bed was big enough to occupy the previous room I was assigned to. Trying to recall how I got here or whose room I was in, panic surged through my veins and my hands flew to my face, I could still feel the pains slashing across my face, the last sound of his slap on my face. “What kind of mate slaps his Luna on the first day, what kind of a beast is he?” my thoughts ran far and wild as I hurried myself up, just immediately, there was a soft knock... I watched as the door creaked open and a maid stepped in, she looked like the one that had attended to me before, “must be my personal maid, I need to know whose room this is” My thoughts raced as i watched her approached quietly with a tray on her head, putting it down carefully, almost too perfectly. She

My mind was alive but my body couldn’t move, if I had this hope holding on tight to me, then I had to fight for a second chance. It didn’t feel surreal, I felt my legs move, then my hand followed, the sea wanted to take me deeper but I kept the struggle, I wasn’t going to give up now, I prayed for a second chance, how many more battles do I have to fight before I am granted my wish. Don’t take me!! No!!“Please grant me a second chance, help me please”!I screamed, or no, my mind did, because I didn’t hear any sound but my will was stronger than anything holding me down, then there was a spark coming from underneath, I felt every energy from below the surface, it engulfed my body, soul and mind. I couldn’t keep up with it but it filled my body with strength, this time different, it wasn’t a natural strength a werewolf could have, it was much deeper, stronger and heavier.What is happening?The different faces, cries, sobs, screams, laughs, cries, all the emotions a powerful being has

As I was dragged into the pack’s slaughter house, in chains and blood, it stenched with old blood, the floor stained with dark crimsons. They kept moving and I prayed in my heart, maybe a miracle might happen but nothing stopped the movement, they surged on, big hands dragging my hair and arms, the pain was unbearable. Two guards conversed in low tone;“If she will be killed in the slaughter house, then she will be hanged, surely” “Yes, but the Alpha king didn’t mention such” the second retorted“Well, it’s the rule of the kingdom that whoever is sentenced to death must be hanged” This can’t be true, I didn’t steal or kill anyone to even be hanged, I wish I didn’t wake up today, maybe I should have just died in my sleep in Lowell’s room, it would have been a more peaceful and slow death, the one that I won’t feel much pain as now, I won’t see the ones I thought loved me betray me this way, the stares, the rage, the emotions all in one.I wept more like I never did, I knew I would

The loud thud on the huge brazen door of the council chamber woke me up in an instant, I looked up as it paved way, felt strong hands dragging me through the same chamber I one time walked into elegantly, my head was banging.“What’s happening”??? I thought to myself as I struggled my way through the huge hands pulling me to the centre of the chamber.Drips of blood rolled down from my head to my face, I looked on the ground and it was “my blood”!!!! Everything flashed back in an instant and the pain on my head sharpened.“This cannot be happening, no!!!!” I screamed inside me, sobbing.I had remembered waking up in an unusual room with blood on the bed and a weapon, of which I have never used before or even seen. It was such a sight such that I almost threw up until the door was unlocked, two strong guards barged in, that was a great offense to enter into a room without permission, and this was Lowell’s room, they had to be punished for this single act, I was only interrupted when a