MasukHe exhaled through his nose, letting the knowledge that she was safely tucked away in the gods’ realm comfort him once again.He stood from the couch, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants. He let his gaze wander around the living room, looking at the sea of bodies that littered the floor.
Diana...Diana...She jolted with a scream, tormented by the fresh memory of that blinding pain, the invisible flames that consumed her.Her eyelids peeled open, her heart pounding frantically inside her chest as her hands found purchase in that soft material beneath her. She breathed fast, her body w
The air grew warmer —harder to breathe. She did not put too much thought into it, watching the Goddess perform the ritual, spewing out those words as her hands rose to the sky. The water flowed, spilling all over the altar. It reached her bare feet, and she took a step back, futilely trying to evade
The Priestess commenced to utter words in a tongue that she did not understand, her eyes glowing brighter. Diana stood straighter, her heartbeat increasing once again. She watched the Priestess dip the tip of her fingers in the bowl of glimmering water that was carved in the altar, the water suddenl
Diana exhaled, her breath coming out a little shaky. This was it. There was no turning back now. No changing her mind. She would have to walk through those doors and accept whatever was to come her way with open arms.She swallowed and steeled herself in, forcing her mind to calm. Her heart to stead
She was nervous. Scared, even. She was to finish bathing and then wear the dress Ares had left for her. Prepare for the ceremony. She still wasn't entirely convinced that she had made the best decision in agreeing to do this with him. Getting shackled to him for a supposed year, that is. He could be
She timidly stared back at him. Chin tilting upwards so that she could meet his eyes. See that dark and terrifying expression plastered upon his heavily painted face. He really did look so much more frightening now with those blood-red eyes of his.Gods. Why had she said that? Why had she uttered th
"I want you to have sex with me, Nicholas,"His finger abruptly pressed on the wrong key at the sound of that sentence, effectively ruining that soulful tune.*Diana's limbs trembled a little, with every step that she took. Closer to where Nicholas was sitting. In front of the piano. He was not pla
Was she...talking to her?"I like it," the girl said, expressing a small grin. Diana pushed herself further into the headboard, holding that duvet close to her chest as she fearfully stared at the ghost. Watching it stand so close to the bed now.Where was Nicholas?"The mistress' soul was so dark..
Those blood-red eyes of his kept on watching her, slowly becoming hooded as they fell on her lips. Breathing faster and faster himself as he worked her whilst keeping her pinned like that. Rubbing himself so fervently against her.She couldn't understand what was going on. Why he'd told her all that







