เข้าสู่ระบบ🎀CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-ONE🎀Panic instantly ripped through the library. The quiet readers who had been scattered among the tables began to scramble in terror, their hushed whispers turning into desperate cries as the thieves took over. To assert their dominance, the men began violently flipping the heavy wooden tables upside down. They tore priceless, ancient books straight from the shelves, tossing them onto the floor and carelessly stepping on them with their muddy boots. Zayla’s eyes widened in absolute shock at the wanton destruction. She quickly whipped her head to look at Asher, expecting a sudden outburst, but he didn't have a single reaction. He stood there like a statue of pure ice. "Empty your pockets! Every single one of you, surrender everything you have right now!" the leader shouted, his voice echoing off the walls. Terrified citizens immediately began digging into their pockets and bags, frantically pulling out coins and jewelry just to save their own sk
🎀 CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY🎀Rian, who now went by the name Vargos, stood silently in front of the mirror.He stared at his reflection, barely recognizing the man looking back at him. He looked completely different now, monstrous, even. A deep, jagged scar tore across his face, rendering his features twisted and ugly. "We should talk about your revenge," a cold voice suddenly spoke from behind him. It was Lyndra. Vargos didn't turn around right away. Instead, he simply looked at her dark reflection in the glass. "I want to do it as soon as possible," he said, his voice laced with venom. "Alright, Vargos," Lyndra said smoothly. "I will give you your armies. I created them myself from the shadows, and they are stronger than anything you have ever seen. They can invade wherever you want them to." He finally turned around to face her fully. "Thank you. Really." She smiled, but before she could reply, her eyes suddenly perked up. "Oh, Balthazar is back," she muttered. In th
🎀 CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-NINE🎀 Zayla was fully dressed and ready for the day, practically glowing as she stepped out to look for Elira. She searched around until she finally found her sitting peacefully in one of the gardens, sun-drenched garden, carefully knitting and occasionally sipping from a warm cup of tea. "Morning, Mother!" Zayla beamed, rushing over with excitement to take a seat right beside her. She called Elira "Mother" now because she vividly remembered Elira asking her to use that beautiful title. "Zayla!" Elira beamed, her face lighting up with genuine joy the moment she saw her. She immediately set her teacup down on the small table next to her, completely distracted from her knitting. "How was your night with Asher?" Elira asked, a knowing, happy smile spreading across her lips. "Splendid," Zayla replied, smiling from ear to ear like an innocent child. Elira quickly glanced around the quiet garden to make sure no one was eavesdropping, then she l
🎀CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-EIGHT🎀 She was now watching his face intently, completely mesmerized by how flawless he looked even while unconscious. It must be a demon gene... she thought to herself. Even though she knew folklore always depicted demons as ugly, monstrous creatures, she knew the truth was different. After all, Lucifer himself was a demon, and he was notoriously beautiful. And since Lucifer was the ultimate ancestor for all demons, it actually made total sense why Asher looked the way he did. She was so deeply lost in her thoughts about ancient demon biology while still looking at his face, that she didn't notice the subtle shift in his posture. "If you keep staring at me like that, I might never let you leave this bed," a voice suddenly rumbled through the quiet room. Zayla completely startled, her heart leaping straight into her throat. Asher’s voice was incredibly, overly thick with sleep, deep and rough in a way she had never heard before. It was
🎀CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SEVEN🎀 The kiss lasted for a good, long while, completely consuming them both before Asher finally broke it apart to catch his breath. Zayla felt a sudden wave of disappointment wash over her when he stopped, but she was far too flustered to actually say anything out loud. Sensing her hesitation, Asher gently pulled her body closer, shifting her around until her head was resting comfortably right against his solid chest, securely wrapped within his arm. A peaceful silence settled over the room once again, and with the steady, rhythmic beat of his heart right beneath her ear, Zayla finally dozed off into a deep sleep. Asher looked down at her face in the quiet darkness. He didn't say a single word, not wanting to disturb the silence. He just reached out with his free hand and gently tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his eyes never leaving her as she slept peacefully against him. *************** Slyvara sat quietly on a stone be
🎀 CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-SIX🎀 Now, having finally mustered up the courage, she made her way through the quiet corridors all the way to Asher’s private suite. She stood frozen against the hallway wall, staring intensely at his bedroom door just a few inches away from her. Her mind was in a complete knot of hesitation, but she finally forced her feet to move forward. Stepping up to the entrance, she raised her hand and prepared to knock, but before her knuckles could even graze the wood, the door swung open completely, leaving her hand awkwardly suspended mid-air. Asher stood there, looking down at her. Slowly, she dropped her hand to her side, clear embarrassment flushing her face. "I... I didn't even get a chance to knock," she muttered. Without a word, Asher reached out, gently pulled her inside by the arm, and clicked the door shut behind her. "I literally heard your footsteps from a mile away," he said, a faint trace of amusement in his deep voice. "Oh," s
🎀 CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE🎀 Zayla was deep asleep when the knock came. She didn’t move at first. Her breathing stayed slow, her face calm against the pillow. The knock came again, softer this time, but persistent. Her brows knit. Another knock followed. Her eyes fluttered open. She stared a
🎀CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE🎀 The figure bent down. Zayla squeezed her eyes shut, her heart hammering so hard it hurt. She didn’t dare look down. If she did, she might actually pass out. Then a voice cut through the silence. “Come down,” he said calmly. “You have ten seconds.” Her blood turned c
🎀CHAPTER TWENTY🎀 The moon hung low in the sky, pale and quiet. Zayla stood outside the palace halls, hands loose at her sides, staring ahead without really seeing anything. She didn’t know where she was going. She only knew one thing—she had never been this bored in her life. “This place wi
🎀CHAPTER NINETEEN🎀 Zayla swallowed hard, suddenly feeling her throat tight. Then, just like that, hiccups burst out of her. She couldn’t move. Her feet felt like they were stuck to the pool floor. She froze, staring at him. Asher didn’t move either. He just stood there, eyes locked on h







