"I will give you the most pleasurable pain you’ve ever had. You like pain, and lucky for you," his smirk deepened, his gaze dark with promise, "I know how to give pain until you cry for me." The villain wasn’t meant to be emperor, nor was he supposed to be handsome. Yet for reasons I can’t understand, he hates me. At the Academy of the Arcane, I became untouchable, unstoppable. My beauty was both a weapon and a curse, a cruel reminder of the life I lost. But none of it mattered to him. Tharros. The Emperor of Shadows. The unchallenged ruler of witches, vampires, werewolves, and fae. His gaze burned with something raw, something personal. "You made me this way." he growls. I stared at him, confused. "I don’t even know you." His laughter was slow, cruel. "Then I’ll make sure you never forget." Days later, I woke up as his bride. Bound to him by marriage, a punishment, a prison. Now, I must untangle the truth of his hatred, uncover the past he swears I buried, and face the dark memories that lie in wait. Because in this game of vengeance, I am both his prisoner and his beautiful prize, one he will break. He craves my pain, but I crave the way he gives it. Warning: Extremely Dark Romance | Rated 18+ This story contains themes of coercion, violence, obsession, and psychological manipulation. For mature audiences only. If you’re ready to explore a love story where darkness and passion collide, proceed.
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❤️ The Council's Verdict ❤️ "Uncle, you send for me." Nyxoria was seen walking toward him. She was in her chamber when a messenger came to pass her the message of her presence being needed in the palace. Vyr sat upon a throne of pure gold, the sunlight streaming through the open window catching the jewels of his crown and bathing him in a commanding glow. Draped in crimson and sable robes, he radiated quiet authority, a living emblem of power and majesty. Around him, the council of elders, about four, gathered at a massive oaken table, their robes marked by symbols of their clans and wisdom etched into their faces. They all turn to look at her with a big frown and angry looks on their faces, especially the one with a missing arm. Nyxoria didn't care, her focus was on her uncle who beamed at her when she finally stopped beside him. "Yes, indeed I did," Vyr said. "What do you say to this?" he asked, pointing at what he and the elders were discussing. A scroll was on the table and in front of Vyr. Nyxoria looked at the scroll briefly and returned her gaze back to her uncle. "I say we kill almost all of them and take the others." She told him. One of the council of elders scoffed at what she said. Nyxoria's eyes narrowed at him. "Uncle, will you miss him if he is gone? I think his seat is hurting his dirty ass." Quickly holding one of Nyxoria's hands and Vyr vigorously shook his head at her. He had once made a mistake when she had uttered those words ten years ago when Elder Rue of the Water clan wolf had spoken of killing her, the following day after her parents tragic death. He had grabbed her hair and was shouting at Vyr and then Nyxoria uttered those words 'Uncle, will you miss him if he is gone? Let me start with this arm' and he and the elders had ignored her thinking it was just mere words until Elder Rue suddenly screamed out in pain. That was then they discovered she had cut off the hands holding her hair from the shoulder. That day and even ten years later Vyr hasn't forgotten. Somehow, Nyxoria always has her sword hidden somewhere in her body and doesn't hesitate to use it. "Don't Nyxoria," Vyr said and faced the elder that spoke, "do you have anything else to say than scoffed Elder Rivar?" He asked. Elder Rivar was a 550 hundred and fifty years old werewolf who governed the Fire wolf clan. "Yes I do, we send them a letter warning them to stop the killings and if they fail to heed to our warnings, we attack." "You are buying them time you know," Nyxoria said before her uncle would speak. "the Bloodfogers would have already had a plan if you sent them the warnings. Like I said killing them and capturing the ones that survived and then torture them and make them reveal who had told them to use the forbidden dark magic of theirs to capture our pups and use them for sacrifice, is the best idea. If you are sending them a letter, it only means one thing, Rivar, you are working with them." When their newborns began to go missing in Alabaster Ward; where the new mothers stays until they healed and are ready to go back to their homes, every full moon five pups go missing even though security was tight, this kept going on and it wasn't until when they came to take another pups for the sixth time that one of the mothers that her new born baby was taken noticed how they look and dressed and when she described them to Vyr and the elders after she told them she saw one of them, they immediately know it was the Bloodforgers. Bloodforgers have the ability to control blood and use them for blood magic and for them to be taking their newborns would mean, they are planning something and only the gods know exactly what they are using their pups for. Rivar glared at her but didn't say a word and none of the Elders said anything. Nyxoria smirked. "Now that I have all your attention, Rivar," she likes calling his name to provoke him. "Since your clan is the strongest I suggest you take some of your wolf warriors and lead them to the cave the Bloodforgers are staying, kill some to show your strength and capture the others for me to torture, they will confess faster to me than to you." "Any objections to what my niece has said?" Vyr asked. The four elders shook their heads at once. "If there are no objections then Elder Rivar you do as Nyxoria had suggested, I mean that's what I would have said too." Vyr said and Elder Rivar glared at both of them, then stood up and bowed to Vyr before leaving. One after the other they left until Vyr and Nyxoria were left alone. "You know they are your seniors, Nyxoria, you accord them with respect." "Then he should act his age uncle and be full of wisdom, how did that brain of his come up with such thoughts?" Vyr sighed, ever since that night ten years ago, Nyxoria had changed and by each day, she was getting worse. Ten years ago, the night that changed everything. Vyr had given the servants instructions to clean up Nyxoria's room and arranged the dead bodies of his late twin brother and his wife. Nyxoria hadn’t woken up until the next morning, the news of what happened to High King Laka and his wife had spread and the elders of council had summoned Vyr and his niece to the throne room. "You killed your parents?" Elder Rivar accused. "I can't remember," Nyxoria mumbled out. "Such an act of yours is death by hanging." Elder Rue stated. "But she has the mark of Obsidian Sigil of Liora." Vyr spoke almost immediately. "So death shouldn't be her punishment and neither should she be punished at all."❤️ The Emperor’s True Name ❤️An Unknown Palace:Lady Bana appeared quietly in the long hallway of the palace. Her steps were fast, determined, and she didn’t bother looking at any of the guards standing watch. Some of them greeted her out of respect, but she didn’t respond, she had only one goal in her heart, and she was trying to move fast before Queen Lynn would sense her presence.She got to the end of the hallway, then turned right where the corridor met a bare wall. Without hesitating, she touched the wall, and her whole body slowly sank into it like it was water. She entered a hidden chamber, quiet, wide, and strange in its beauty. A large empty table sat in the corner with a single chair facing a mirror. The room had no windows at all, yet when one looked up to the ceiling, the sun could be seen shining brightly as if the sky itself was captured inside the chamber. It was clear that powerful magic had shaped this place.In the center of the room was a massive bed, grand, with
❤️ In Another Life, Dika ❤️Tharros Castle: Garden:Tharros and Vyrelen stood up, quietly excusing themselves with nods and smiles, leaving the two girls alone in the rose garden. Dika waited until they had fully walked out of sight before slowly getting up and moving to sit where Tharros had been just moments ago, right beside Nyxoria.She didn’t even say a word yet, but Nyxoria tilted her head slightly, narrowed her eyes, and spoke first.“What is it? Just spit it out already,” she said, her voice calm but direct.Dika blinked, her brows lifting slightly in surprise. “Wow, that was fast,” she murmured.Nyxoria shrugged, a soft sigh leaving her lips. “You weren’t really here, I noticed it, Dika. Your mind wasn't really here. You smiled and you even laughed at whatever Vyrelen was telling you, but your mind was somewhere else. And I could sense it right away. You haven’t been at peace since we sat down. So, just say what’s been eating you.”Dika hesitated a little, but eventually let
❤️ Ashes and Echoes ❤️Tharros Castle:After taking a long bath together, Nyxoria and Tharros were now walking side by side through the quiet halls of the castle, heading toward the garden. Tharros had mentioned earlier that Vyrelen was already there with Dika, and Nyxoria couldn’t hide the way her heart picked up speed at the thought.She almost started running, her bare feet brushing against the cool floor as the excitement bubbled in her chest, but Tharros gently caught her by the wrist and pulled her back.“Relax, my Nightfire,” he said softly, his hand warm around hers. “She’s fine. I told you, Vyrelen would never hurt her.”Nyxoria slowed down, though her worry didn’t fully ease until they finally stepped into the garden.The air outside smelled of flowers and early morning sun, and there, seated close together on one of the stone benches, were Dika and Vyrelen.Just like Tharros said, they were fine.Vyrelen stood the moment he noticed them and gave a short nod in greeting. It
❤️ Between Love and Escape (2) ❤️Noah spun around quickly, swinging his sword blindly behind him, but Daisy was already gone.“Damn it,” he muttered under his breath, spinning again, just in time to catch her fist flying straight at his face.Crack.His head jerked hard to the side as pain exploded across his cheekbone. He stumbled but didn’t fall. Gritting his teeth, he ducked her next punch and brought both his swords down in a fast, heavy swing, aimed to cut clean through.But again, she wasn’t there.“She’s teleporting,” he thought with a growl.Before he could track her, she reappeared mid-air, right above him. One leg came crashing down on the flat side of one of his swords, knocking it clean out of his grip. It clattered loudly as it slid across the stone floor.Noah didn’t stop to think. He lunged forward with his remaining sword, striking in a swift and calculated motion. But Daisy moved like water, smooth, fast, impossible to catch. She weaved in and out of his attacks like
❤️ Between Love and Escape ❤️Tharros Chamber:Nyxoria slowly woke up, feeling a strange warmth inside her chest, not just warmth, but strength. She felt stronger than she had the day before, like the wolf part of her had settled deeper inside, lending her more power, more energy. She turned her head and smiled softly when she saw Tharros still fast asleep beside her, his arm slung lazily over her waist.Carefully, she shifted, trying to slip out of bed, but the moment she moved, Tharros’ arm tightened, holding her in place.“Where are you going, love?” he murmured, his deep voice rough from sleep as he cracked one eye open to look at her.“Nowhere,” Nyxoria said with a small smile, brushing her fingers lightly across his arm. But before she could say anything else, the whole chamber suddenly vibrated under them. The walls trembled, the furniture rattled slightly, and then a loud noise echoed, something crashing, something breaking. Nyxoria stiffened. “Are we under attack?” she asked
❤️ Possession and Promise ❤️Dika’s heart slammed hard against her chest, each beat loud and shaky in her ears. She hadn’t expected this, hadn’t expected this talk to twist and turn into something so raw, so heated, so intense that she could barely breathe.She stood frozen, staring at him, unsure if she should move, unsure if she should speak.“I will never hurt you,” Vyrelen said softly, pulling her out of the whirlwind of her thoughts. His voice, low and rough, slid into her like a warm knife. “I told you I love you and that I will marry you. Do you really think a man out for revenge would go this far? Would go as far as wanting to bind you to him forever as his mate?”Dika’s throat tightened, her hands clenched slightly at her sides. She opened her mouth, her voice trembling. “I…I believe you, Vyrelen.”The breath Vyrelen let out was sharp and deep, like he’d been holding it for hours. Slowly, the wild, writhing shadows in the room began to sink back into his skin, pulling away fr
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