Zev Wesley was the strongest of his kind. And his kind was superior to any other races. He was born a king. A ruler. A god. A demon. Feared by many until a curse ruined his plan to rule the world. The curse that forced him into isolation. It was a tragedy that he learned to get over with for decades, something he’s supposed to accept but that was no longer the case. The deity’s astral appearance tickled his frozen desire for revenge. And there was Layla, a newly-found companion he got. The young lady was not only fierce, but her lust was fueled with madness lurking within her. If he couldn’t achieve his goals, having someone do it for him was more befitting for a king like him.
However, to have someone beside him would mean he was no longer capable on his own. Zev would rather be called a ruthless demon than a merciful king. He wanted to rule the world on his own without relying on anyone. But what could he
‘Shit!’Layla slowly opened her eyes when she felt a various presence surrounding her. Her hairs stood up from her pores when the hungry wild animals were watching her as she crawled on the ground. She laughed, pathetically. The burning feeling she had in her chest kept boiling the blood to fuel her already mad system, turning her madder than she could ever be. Just like that, the pain and uneasiness were gone. All she felt was hunger. Layla was thirsty for cries, woes, and agony. She wanted them all together at once.“Grrr!”The lascivious pack of wolves was carefully watching her every move. They were starving, and she was their target; A piece of fresh meat to be grounded in pieces into their mouth. With the saliva hanging from their darkened fangs, Layla knew she had to be extra ca
Fate was something that’s hard to battle with. A fateful moment confronting luck could happen in everyone’s life at least once or twice. It was hard to decipher at times and difficult to accept on some occasions. When the guardian of death came to fetch someone on earth to the other world, fate was the only one that could stop it. It could be either a fateful destiny or a fateful lucky day. As for Layla, she didn’t know which she belonged with though she was a stroke of sudden bad luck arrived and saved her from her dying last moment.“Mm…” the beaten up young lady moaned when she opened her eyes. The sun rays hitting the shiny, clear and seemingly smooth object by the window reflected a solid white light that hurt her eyes. She was not used to the light yet and having seen too much with such brightness was not easy for her to take. “Ah!” A husky scream came out of her mouth w
âAlmost!â Layla heaved a sigh after successfully saving herself from falling into the pit of danger. She was lucky to grab on the stronger branch next to her. With her trembling and bleeding hand, she moved her lower body up and crawled closer to her goal.âHa-hahaha!â A hilarious laugh escaped her mouth despite having her throat feeling dry, she couldnât help but cheer on herself a bit after escaping death several times already. Layla teared-up while laughing a lot. When satisfied, and actually could hardly breathe to laugh some more, she rested her back on the branches spreading in a different direction. She was right about it. The spot was perfect for her to get some rest in the meantime. At least, she had to find ways to fix her broken arm.The ripping sound of cloth when she yanked a piece from her shirt filled her ears. It was like an irate rhythm in her head which annoyed her somehow. The shirt she was wearing was tattered which made it easy
Zev woke up to the sound of the rain. He rubbed his forehead as he tried to remember what happened.âAH!âA loud cry coming from outside made him quickly get up from laying down on the floor. The rain was not too heavy but enough to make the ground muddy. His lips turned up when he saw a young, beautiful lady desperately holding on to the tree branch. It looked like she slipped and was afraid to fall, so she couldnât let go despite the condition of her hand.âWhat the heck?â Zev mumbled when he sighted the ladyâs other arm hanging on her side. It was utterly useless, and he was amazed by how she kept herself alive. âSheâs tough,â he praised her.His eyes wandered under the tree. Zev was surprised to see a pack of gray wolves and red foxes. As far as he could remember, those wild animals dared not to come around his mansion. He shook his head when he remembered calling them out to challenge the lady. âAh, it seems li
The crease on the manâs forehead appeared. Layla frowned at his expression. âPlease put me down, Master. Trust me, I will not disappoint you.â She gave him an encouraging smile.âDid you hear what you just said?â He clicked his tongue while staring directly into her eyes. She stared back at him, and they remained quiet for a second until the manâs face turned dark.*Bogsh*âUgh!â Layla groaned when her back landed on the ground. She spitted blood as she muttered a firm âShitâ under her breath. It was not her first time but the pain was always memorable.âWhatâs with that glare?â the man asked her when she threw him a scowl. âDidnât you want me to put you down? I just did you another favor,â he refuted.âWow. He can actually say something like that,â Layla thought. She bit her lower lip to prevent herself from starting an argument. Little did she know, the man had to do the same to stop himself from
Layla felt overjoyed whenever she killed one and more wolves. She turned the tables around after her first kill. Everything seemed to be easier; to kill, to survive, and to live. She was drunk with physical strength and power. Amid the bloodshed under the rain, she heard a faint voice calling for her. The voice was yelling her name and saying something, but she ignored it. It was the first time and it was so unreal. No one would ever call her name. Nah, no one ever cared what was her name. She was used to being called a âbitchâ, a âtrashâ, and many more. Sometimes, she even couldnât remember her name. Well, it didnât matter.âLAYLA!âA manâs voice resounded in Laylaâs ears. She had an urge to look back for a moment to see who was calling her but the bliss she was feeling wouldnât let her. She was thirsty for revenge, for violence, for bloodshed, and death. The painful truth that kept her alive was ruling over her frail body. She was alone and no one
Eyes widen in shock with her hands up in the air, Layla couldnât make a more epic expression in her awkward position after having her first kiss stolen. Yes, it was her first. Since she was scarred on the face, no one even dared to kiss her as they felt disgusted by her scar. Well, the feeling was mutual, she felt nothing but disgust and loathing towards them anyway. However, the soft, feathery sensation his lips brought to hers was soothing despite a bit of force applied to its every move.When the kiss deepened, Layla was back to reality. She took the chance to push the man away when he was immersed in what he was doing. âHMP!â Layla abruptly covered her lips after moving her face away. She was lucky he was caught off guard, or she might have trouble pushing him. Her face turned red in embarrassment. She wasnât the kind that would get embarrassed because a man kissed her since she knew a little about sexual orientation. What made her ashamed was the fact her breat
Layla was carried away by the bliss she found while biting him. Her teeth werenât as sharp as his but it didnât stop her to nibbled on his shoulder. As his fangs bore deep into her skin, her dull canines burrow down on his flesh. It was a shallow bite compared to Zevâs and it made him laugh a little while enjoying himself with her.They quite lasted in that position pleasing themselves. Zev only stopped when he realized something was wrong with the young lady. His face turned pale when an excruciating pain penetrated through his skin from his shoulder where she was biting him. It was then when he discovered that she was no longer biting with her teeth but the set of fangs growing in her mouth which appeared to be sharper than how he imagined.âUgh!â Zev groaned when Layla plunged deeper while sucking his blood alongside leaving a mark just like how he did to her. The sensation made him stop and decided to push the lady away. âShit!â He cursed under