Mag-log inCHARLIESo……….. I think I might be deranged. Yes, deranged should be the only word to describe what I am currently feeling at the moment. Who gets a hard on for their killer hot husband?Oh god, I am so fucked. The way he came through for me. I have never seen anything as hot as that. My husband moved like air. Fucking hell, that man is a walking god.And now I feel so scared I may jump him. Oh god, if I have not been giving him sex, where has he been getting it? Yeah, not the topic I should be dealing with right now.Now I have to start avoiding my husband in his own house like I did when he was carrying me in those strong arms because I was afraid he would think of me being weird for not running away from him after seeing all of that.But my hard on is what keeps growing for him and not fear in any bit. Let me get my plan straight: do not walk too loud, do not look at Damiel, try ignoring him, cool, and then we are g
DAMIELIt is about time I get off this motherfucking bed rest of a thing. Everyone knows I would never accept a bed rest. Except Charlie of course, and who am I to not indulge my peacock.And what type of motherfucking alpha would not accept bed rest when his omega is trying all his possible best to take good care of him.I have never been taken care of. It has always been me having to do that for my brothers, my sons, when there was no one to do it.No more maid or attendants when my father decided to die in search of his mate soul and leave us in the hands of the world.The world who sees royal wolves as the proud creation of the goddess.We royal wolves are the entity that were forgotten in this world, and the mistake of some gods who thought procreating with only strong alphas to make stronger alphas was something very ideal to do.Now everyone expects all royal wolves to be of high caliber and strength.So when my father left us wanting, the world stood nowhere for us.Only few m
DAMIELThe moment Heriel stalked the hippy hupty in front of me with the twin knives he took out of his body, he slashed him on the face, peeling off his skin, making blood drip down Hupty’s collar bone. He peeled off another piece of Hupty’s skin.Heriel slowly dragged his knives from the center part of Hupty’s face, his nose, lips, chest, to the spot where his heart is located and I can see the fucker’s eyes widen.Finally, Heriel smirks as he thrust his claws into Hupty’s chest and dragged her out his beating heart.That got Jamiel attention, no one loves the sound of raw heartbeats and its last beat as much as Jamiel does.He stares at the heart on the tiled floor of my mall still beating slowly, pumping with life with the chords still connected into Hupty’s body.Jamiel stalked towards him.Blood was everywhere and the stench of blood was starting to make Charlie gag. If these people have not just witnessed Charlie almost getting marked’ they could be thinking that I Damiel Voldo
CHARLIEHow did we get here?Oh yes… when stupid us forgot to bring any money with us.Totally forgetting that we are not in Damiel’s estate and my dad cut me off and my card the day he got to know Damiel has a deal with the Bailes family.To him, I need nothing from him as long as my husband is a Voldov.How embarrassing will it be for me to ask someone I just got married to, About my share of his wealth.‘Hey husband, give me a credit card’, very foolish of Mr. Bailes to think that is how marriage this day’s work, the way his head still has not gone out of the stupid trash can it was forgotten.Who asks their husband for the money they didn’t even assist him in building, especially the husband that you could not even satisfy on the night of your ceremony.I was roaming the mall with my caetinis when a slightly ugly alpha entered it, picking up things like he owned the mall.Which I am pretty sure he owns.Dumb us who thought we had card on us.Well Dailey has his card on him but he
DAMIELThe strong metallic smell of blood is sinking strongly into the corners and walls of the basement in the hideout kept in one of my tankers.Bodies are being separated, limb by limb, for clean up.While the last two men standing are the ones seated in front of me—untouched and all fresh, just the way I like to start my day.The demon inside of me comes to life.And in that moment, I know they were going to die no matter the outcome of my questioning.The bald one in front of me, with his frail body but serial eyes, pretends to not feel fear.Who looks Beelzebub himself in the eyes and not feel any form fear?I guess I’ve gotten calm over the years that even little Tinkerbells don’t remember the horror I once brought to this particular city we are standing on.Even the devil fears I and my work.And his acolytes wee when I get so hot I could burn.“Where did you touch him,” I asked the twagwoth tied like a pig by Heriel.He has recently been obsessed with how humans die in pig fo
CHARLIE I keep feeling tired but well conscious to know someone is feeding me in between my fever and hominess. That sucks.Damiel is right in front of me. Is he wiping me clean with those clothes? Wow, coming from a monster.I can smell pine and raspberry. Motherfucker keeps scenting me to keep my animal part sated but does not want to rail me. Fuck him.But isn’t helping me going to draw his rut near well I do not care. At least then he will beg me to sleep with him. Right?Does he not appreciate my body from the other night, is that the reason for his pushing. Oh god, I badly want to cry.The third wave of my heat hits me hard and I leak with slick. Fuck. This motherfucker.I can feel hands roaming my thighs. Sensual. As I tried to lean in, he stopped and I can hear him abruptly standing up to leave. This is the worst heat ever. I will die if he does not come back in here to me.I feel like a needy bitch. No offence. My consciousness drifted away once more. Ugh. The heat heaven. W
CHARLIEWhy do I get to have classes today? Ugh! College sucks seriously. Battling ones fourth year is not an easy fit. I feel so tired.Hailey and Dailey the punctual lords are seated at the edge of my bed. I was literally forced to bathe. Well… more like Hailey bathed me.Coming down the stairs i
DAMIELThe stench of blood clings to my suit than my pheromones. I had no time to wash up after handling my business at the basement but my movement has been laid out, get home, wash up, check up on all three omegas in my house and then rest.Stepping foot into my home that is now to another omega.
DAMIEL I stopped exercising the night I knew I would be getting married. Blame a man for having his dick huge. Some people wet dreams but I am no asshole. Charlie’s trauma plays a part. I would never lay my hands on him again. New omega for every rut. He cried for me, he let me pull him to te
Syn was looking intently me like I stole his breath. brother come on; you were my spur of the moment.Ouch.“You look really good” he says.I snapped without realizing “for a face you cannot see”. Seriously is he just dumbing or pretending.The syn I know that would not back off nods softly before l







