Soooo, hiiiii. I’m Edits, the author of this about-to-be amazing book…. lol. Thank you for checking out my book and giving it an opportunity. I’m so excited to embark on this fantasy journey with every one of you :) I appreciate feedbacks and comments a lot as that was what guided me with my last book, “His Regret”. So yeah, always tell what you think… even if it’s brutal. Haha. Quick question: Do think Ciril has suffered enough or not enough? Lol… See yA!
{Ciril’s POV} Bloodied, Gory, and Wretched. This was the description of the fleshy mess that was also the Dark One, and as much as I didn’t want that to be the only description, I couldn’t do anything else because he was dead. The fucker was dead. He had probably lost too much blood or the pain had been too overwhelming to bear and remain alive. Either way, he was gone but my hunger for vengeance remained… and it was transformed into anger and a shitty mood now.Angry, I slapped the Dark One’s head now so that it detached from his neck and fell to the side. It was a vain attempt but then it served as a reflection of my dissatisfaction. It didn’t feel enough. It didn’t feel like I had tortured him enough so I took one long look at his body, which was less of a body now, and then I started to walk away with two tightly clenched fists and a strong frown on my face.I strolled over to a fallen tree trunk and sat there, and upon that wood, I settled into my melancholy.I was heaving
{Ciril’s POV} The Dark One had become a whimpering child.— I’ve said that part. But it became worse now as he started making weird faces as he continued to make his weird pleading noises. And he was doing all this because of my attempt on his dick. Which wasn’t such a big deal. I mean, I’ll just be pulling—I set my eyes on his dick. Underneath the pants that he was wearing, I caught sight of his dick and it turns out it was actually a ‘big deal’. Even better. I smirked and he panicked even more when he saw how satisfied I was.Don’t get me wrong. I’m not referring to the erotic type of satisfaction here.I was just satisfied because of his size in relation to what I was about to do to him— ‘cause when you lose something, the pain of the loss usually depends on the quantity or magnitude of the thing that was lost.And in the Dark One’s case, he had a big penis, thus his pain would be great by the time he lost it— by the time I ripped it off from its roots.I motioned to grab ho
{Ciril’s POV} “Your god won’t recognize you when I’m done…”I took the Dark One away, dragging his bloodied body on the ground while I paced away, limping since my leg injury willed it. This was my attempt to move away from the Rift now because I was scarred and scared. Because of my just concluded near-death experience, I had trauma regarding edges and heights now so I couldn’t even scorn the Dark One close to the edge of the rift if I wanted to. Hence my strenuous leaving now. “I can—”“I can handle it.” I said, cutting Landon off from his attempt to help.He might have saved my life but now wasn’t the time for me to entertain him in any manner. This moment was for me and the Dark One.This was the time to show him what Hell is while he’s still on earth because by the time he dies and goes there, hell won’t even accept him.We were still on the mountain so I dragged the Dark One’s body until I got to the part that was sloping— the part I was supposed to use to come down from the m
{Ciril’s POV} “What is this?!” “How is this possible?!”“No!”The Dark One was yelling in his rage… and me?I was stunned and I was no longer falling again.I was also confused and a bit teary as I gazed into a pair of eyes that I was once so madly in love with. Those eyes looked real again.Landon’s gaze on me now was teary and gentle as he held me. There was also a kind of genuineness in his eyes and there was… warmth?I wasn’t sure of what I was seeing but I was sure I wasn’t falling anymore. Instead, I was being pulled up now.Landon pulled me up. He was truly himself as he carefully and gently pulled me up now— I had been hanging for almost an hour but he pulled me up now so that I could finally place my feet on solid ground. I did and my goodness, I didn’t know what was going on in that instant. There was a tense but relieving feeling in the air as I stood directly before Landon, staring at him as he stared at me. His eyes were so beautiful as he gazed upon me, teary but gen
{Ciril’s POV} Hope had deserted me.The rain was still falling but anguish had drenched me instead. My claw was some seconds away from slipping, and now dole was added to my situation as Landon was standing before me as a full-fleshed Feral, ready to carry out the Dark One’s will.My doom was made final by this, my demise certain.If there was a chance of my survival and escaping before, I had lost that chance now. If I tried to reach for the crevice, Landon was bound to interfere and stop me, leading to me falling.And if somehow, my other hand made it to the crevice and I somehow managed to get up, there was still Landon there to throw me back down into the violent stream as there was no way I was beating him in a fight. I stared at him now as the Feral he was, and he by far looked like the most dangerous Feral I’d set my eyes on.— when the Prince of the Canine Reigns becomes a Feral… He was already the most dangerous werewolf before my coming with the Celestial State, and now h
{Ciril’s POV} “Now you will join them.” The Dark One’s voice reigned on me. My hand ached..It ached because my grip was uncomfortable.I was barely hanging. The burst of the Dark One’s action had been so sudden and I had barely caught myself from falling so the way I was positioned now was not something you would call convenient.And to make it worse, I was forced out of the Celestial State because of the stun of that moment. I was scared now— scared of falling. Scared of dying.Coupled with the rage of the water streaming down below, I wasn’t a very good swimmer, so the chances of me surviving such a fall even in the Celestial State were very slim— or didn’t even exist. The Dark One was standing menacingly before me now, relishing in all his self-induced glory. He looked very pleased as he gazed down at me. To him, he had won and the only thing left was to bash me into the raging current… but what he didn’t know was that I still had a move to pull. I was hanging barely from the