ログインThe Golden Fairies are said to be the most beautiful and the strongest among all fairy kinds. Their existence itself is considered a blessing—and a curse. Once in decades, or sometimes even after centuries, a Golden Fairy takes birth, and with her arrival, the balance of the supernatural world subtly shifts.
Golden Fairies are not only blessed with unmatched beauty; they possess ![]()
5 Days Later:-“Rafael, get up.”Raf, who was in the deepest sleep possible after an exhausting week, groaned when someone shook him—violently.“What, Honey Bee? Let me sleep,” he muttered, turning over and dragging a pillow over his head dramatically.“Rafael,” she insisted, bouncing slightly on the bed. “It’s midnight. Which means my birthday has started!”That did it.Raf shot up as if someone had poured ice water over him.“Happy birthday, Honey Bee!” he exclaimed immediately, pulling her into his arms and pressing a tight kiss to her lips.She grinned brightly, eyes sparkling like a child on Christmas morning.“When will I get the wings?” she asked breathlessly.Before he could even open his mouth, she jumped off the bed and rushed toward the mirror.Raf leaned back against the headboard, crossing his a
Morning:-Raf’s sleep broke when he felt a tiny weight pushing insistently against him. He opened one eye lazily and looked down. A silent chuckle vibrated in his chest when he found Zee trying very seriously to wedge himself between his parents like a determined little warrior claiming territory.The boy huffed dramatically when he couldn’t find space.Raf, still half asleep, lifted his arm and effortlessly scooped Zee up, placing him over his chest.Zee squealed at the sudden movement, but Raf quickly pressed a finger to his lips. “Your mum is sleeping, cub,” he murmured, pressing a tight kiss to his son’s head.“Shorry,” Zee whispered, placing his tiny finger over his lips in imitation.Raf glanced sideways. Saraya was still asleep, her face relaxed, her hand curled lightly against his chest. His other arm remained wrapped securely around her waist, as if even in sleep he refused
“I think I may have forgotten to tell you I’ve given a few motivational lectures at universities around the world. But then I got busier with the business and the King duties, so I stopped doing that even before meeting you,” Seb revealed another truth.Saraya kept staring at him for a solid ten seconds, her mouth slightly open in disbelief. The next second, Raf felt a sharp pinch on his arm.“You have hidden many things from me, Rafael Blackthorn,” Saraya hissed, careful not to disturb Zehaan’s sleep.She was practically throwing daggers at him with her eyes, while he dared to return an innocent—almost boyish—smile.“Sorry,” Raf said, pouting dramatically.“No. These pouty things are only for girls, not for Greek gods like you,” Saraya huffed in annoyance, though the corner of her lips betrayed her.Raf, with great difficulty, held back his laughter and pecked her lips quickly.“Big B, Sweetie, you both could have at least waited for us to leave,” came Miah’s voice from the couch, fo
Jungle:-Raf entered the jungle and shifted into Logan the moment his feet touched the damp earth. The transformation rippled through him like a violent release—bones snapping, muscles stretching, rage pouring out of his veins and into the massive black wolf he became. Logan threw his head back and howled loudly, the sound raw, furious, and aching as it echoed through the dense forest.Then he ran.Running was the only thing that ever calmed him when his anger became unbearable. Whenever Rafael felt like the darkness inside him would consume everything in its path, he came here—into the wild, where no one could hear his roars or see his loss of control.Logan sprinted deeper into the jungle, powerful legs eating up the ground beneath him. He dodged low-hanging branches, leapt over fallen trunks, and t
“Honey Bee,” Raf called her softly, but Saraya, who was already horrified, jumped from Raf’s lap and stumbled back as if the floor itself had betrayed her. Her breath came out in short, panicked gasps, her heart hammering so loudly she was sure he could hear it.“No, Rafael, don’t come near me.” Her voice dropped to a whisper, brittle and terrified. “They turned me into a vampire. That means I’ll be an evil one, just like them.” Her hands trembled at her sides as she shook her head vigorously, as though denial alone could undo what she felt coursing through her veins.Raf rose slowly, deliberately, afraid that one wrong move would shatter her completely. “Saraya—”He tried to reach for her hand, but the moment his fingers brushed her skin, she slapped his hand away with a sharp crack.
“You thought I’d let you go easily?” Hector’s voice echoed through the room, thick with cruelty and twisted triumph. “I worked for years to see this day. And you thought you’d escape from my clutches?”His lips curved into a slow, vile smile.Saraya’s stomach churned as his gaze raked over her—not as a person, not even as an enemy, but as something he believed he owned. Lust burned openly in his eyes, unashamed and sickening. She tried to turn her face away, tried to shrink into herself, but the room offered her no mercy.No windows.No escape.Stone walls boxed her in from every side, cold and unyielding. Her back pressed against them as if they might swallow her whole, but even they refused to help







