"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."❤️ A Game of Loyalty (2) ❤️Lady Bana didn’t waste time as she knelt before Lynn. Her face was tight with anger, and her words came out fast. “I just got back from Aurora’s palace and you won’t believe the insult. She treated me like nothing! No respect. Even when I mentioned your name, she didn’t flinch. She even told me some useless story like she was trying to prove a point. I threatened her, Queen Lynn. I told her you would come, and guess what she said?” Queen Lynn turned slowly, her eyes cold and unmoved. “Let me guess…she told you to come bring me yourself?” Bana hissed under her breath. “Yes. Exactly that. She even said she would be waiting.” Lynn let out a small, dry laugh and walked toward the edge of the room, her long gown trailing softly behind her. “Life is full of surprises, Bana, isn't it? Just like how you surprised me when you went behind my back and woke Myrrak up. I didn’t ask you to. But you did it anyway.” Bana frowned, her tone more defensive now. “What’s th
❤️ A Game of Loyalty ❤️Queen Aurora Chamber:“Hello, Aurora,” came the smooth voice, calm but laced with something sharp beneath it.Aurora didn’t even flinch. She turned around slowly, her eyes meeting Lady Bana’s without any sign of surprise. Her voice was cool when she spoke, but there was a bite to it. “To what do I owe this unexpected visit, Bana?”At the sound of her name without a title, Lady Bana’s brows lifted just slightly, not in amusement, but in irritation. The message was clear, Aurora had not bothered to address her as “Lady,” and that didn’t sit well.“So, you’ve grown wings now?” Bana said with a bitter smile. “You’ve gotten so comfortable on your little throne that you now feel bold enough to drop my title and speak to me like we’re friends?”Aurora didn’t blink. She walked past her to the bed, her chin slightly raised. “I am Queen now. You call me by name, so I returned the favor. It’s mutual respect, isn’t it?”Lady Bana’s smile disappeared. Her jaw tightened. It
❤️ Guiltless ❤️Tharros Chamber:“Do you remember everything?” Tharros asked, his voice low but filled with quiet hope. His eyes didn’t leave her face, watching every little change in her expression.Nyxoria slowly nodded, her fingers still wrapped around the sword resting in her lap. “I remember what happened to me ten years ago, Arros,” she said, her voice soft like the wind before a storm. “The day we met and what happened after.”She paused, her brows pulling together as the memories pressed hard against her mind. “First of all,” she continued, “I wasn’t the one who told anyone or my parents about your Nightweavers or their whereabouts. I just told my father that I had met someone, met you, and that I would be seeing you again the next day and that I had promised you that.”She swallowed hard.“But he wasn’t happy when I said it. He looked scared and angry. And then...” she stopped. Her voice caught in her throat as her eyes went distant, like she was staring through the walls, ri
❤️ Ashes of the Nightweavers ❤️Some guards hurriedly entered her chamber and their loud gasps filled the air around them. And a man steps inside the chamber, the guards in there bowing slightly at him."What did you just do my Princess?" The man who had stepped in and commanded so much respect asked as he went and gently took one of her bloody hands and took her away from the deadly mess in her chamber and once they were outside in the hallway, he turned to her and knelt down before her. It was only then he realized she was still holding the sword stained with blood with her other hand. "Tell me what happened, my pie?"At that moment Nyxoria lifted up her head and gaze into the familiar blackest orbs, her tears still flowing. "I-I don't know uncle, all I could remember is waking up and seeing them like that, I-I-I killed my parents.""Are you sure you don't remember anything? You don't know what truly happened there? Don't be scared, my pie?"Nyxoria shook her head as she continued t
FLASHBACK TO TEN YEARS AGO:❤️ A Promise Sealed ❤️It was midday and the sky was cloudy.A little girl of 8 years old was seen crying out her eyes deep in a forest when suddenly she heard a noise and that prompted her to stop crying and look behind her from where the noise came out from. She gasps when she saw a little boy with white haired dreadlocks that was packed in a ponytail, he wasn't that white skin like hers nor dark skin like her personal servant, he was in between and it suited him, oh by the gods, he looked like one of gods that descended to meet her. He looked around her age and he was smiling down at her. He stood where he was and didn't make a move to come any closer. "Who are you?" The little girl asked, looking around her once again. She could defend herself when it comes down to anything."My name is Tharros and you are?" he asked softly, his voice sounded heavenly and she wanted to hear it again."Nyxoria." she replied almost quickly and that earned a big smile
❤️ Blood That Remembers ❤️He gave her a real smile not just any how smile but a true, honest smile that reached his eyes. “I’m really happy you got your wolf back, My Nightfire,” he said in a soft, warm voice.Nyxoria smiled back at him, her heart swelling at his words. But then his next question came.“But, did you remember anything?”Her smile faded just a little, and she slowly shook her head. “No, not yet. But Daisy is here now, and I believe she came to keep her promise. She said she would help me remember, and I think that’s why she is here.” Nyxoria paused, glancing up at him with a teasing glint in her eyes. “Aren’t you even going to ask me how I got my wolf back? I mean, you of all people know that I was wolfless.”Tharros opened his mouth to answer, but he didn’t get the chance. A knock sounded gently on the door, interrupting them, and at the same time, Dika stirred beside Nyxoria, blinking awake.“You can come in, the door’s not locked,” Tharros said, already knowing who
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