LOGINThey say karma strikes when you least expect it. And for me, it did. That small boy I once harassed, ignored, and bullied is now a fully grown Urekai Alpha with immense power, unmatched strength, and a name associated with many fearsome reputations. And because he once swore vengeance, I have been running all my life. But he has caught me. The hatred he has for me, is one I have never known before. Coated with venom. Burning with spite. Only in those cold, satanic gray eyes have I seen hate in its rawest, purest form. I thought I had prepared for this day. That I was ready for the revenge and retribution he promised. However, the punishment he delivers is one I never saw coming. But how do you break what is already broken? How do you drown one who lives with their head buried underwater? How do you kill something that stopped breathing a long time ago? And more terrifying still, how the hell does love grow from the most venomous, hate-filled, black heart to ever exist? . . WARNING: This book contains highly sexual mature content and really dark themes that cross the line from dark into pitch-black territory, which some readers may find unsettling or triggering. Please proceed with caution. • NOTE: This book is a complete standalone. Though set in the Urekai universe, this story introduces entirely new characters with their own depths, nuances, and experiences. You need not read "That Prince Is A Girl" to enjoy or understand this tale, for it is a completely independent story of its own.
View MoreLADY BAEVERAI tossed and turned beneath the thin coverlet, sleep refusing to come. My mind would not quiet, circling endlessly back to that bloodfeeding night. My body restless and wanting.For a female who had lived seven full centuries without lust, it sure was cruel now how fiercely it burned in me, beating at my ribs and scorching my veins, all for a male I should not be aching for.I made another restless turn, pressing my thighs together seeking pressure. One that only sharpened the need.I had never thought myself wanton, nor seen myself as the whore they labeled me, but now all my thoughts and wants bordered on whorism.“Suppress it, Baevera,” I whispered to myself. “Channel your energy into thoughts that can smother this fire.”But every thought I tried to summon circled back to Revandrel, forming a single question that looped endlessly in my mind.How do I get him to touch me again? Tonight. Now.Never mind that I was afraid of going all the way because I may not be able to
Revandrel had yet to return. One of the workers told me he had called an emergency meeting with his team, no doubt about the attack.In the meantime, I had the attendants draw me a bath. I watched them fill the tub with steaming water scented faintly with rosemary and cedar oil. Finally, they filed out, leaving me alone.I slowly sank into the warm water, closing my eyes in pure bliss. Muscles that had been tight for days finally started to loosen. The water gently cradled me, lapping softly at my collarbones as I moved further down, until only my face stayed above the surface.It felt so good to enjoy a warm bath after days of using the cold stream.Soon, Helory would be here.The thought alone made my heart flutter, and I smiled against the steam, my eyes still closed. I was already counting the hours.Afterwards, I rose, reaching for the soft clothing left folded on the low bench and wrapped it around myself, knotting it loosely above my breasts.Gathering my still dripping hair in
The late afternoon sun poured golden over the wide courtyard of Naked Den, shining over the ranks of sentinels who stood in perfect formation to receive Lord Cel’theren. The carriage rolled to a halt before the building’s entrance. Revandrel exited the carriage first.I followed, taking in the sprawling estate, its familiar stone and towers stretching wide under the sky. A journey that was meant to last a single day had dragged on for a week. And now, it has come to an end.Standing here now, mixed feelings churned inside me.Relief, because the danger had passed now that we had left the open road behind. Dread, because as a courtesan of this estate, I did not know what awaited me now. Sadness, because the fragile truce I had found with Revandrel would likely shatter now that we have returned. “This male,” came a familiar male voice filled with exasperation. Lord Alaric strode forward past me, straight toward Revandrel. “You truly do enjoy dining with death, do you not?”“Good to se
“Stop…” I whispered aloud, recognizing the warning signs too late. Panic was stirring in me, the kind that got out of control.But my mind only kept working.They caused an uproar after your first disappearance, searching endlessly but never found you. If your secret is exposed now, they will come for you. All of them. How will you survive when they do?I squeezed my eyes shut, desperate to block the thoughts, trying to slow my breathing.They will take you like Jolan did. They will hurt you. How many captors this time? Fifty? A hundred? Five hundred?“Stop… please, stop,” I whimpered, clapping my hands over my ears.They will lock you away in a dark room for days and days on end, starving, bleeding, heat-crazed, and hurting. They will come searching for you in the darkness to take turns…over and over and over again…!I sprang to my feet, the robe slipping from my lap. I needed to hide.Stumbling blindly, my vision swallowed by the horrors in my mind, I struck something hard, and went
I waited longer than I thought possible, my blood dripping into Revandrel's slightly parted lips.Doubt began to creep in: perhaps he could not. Perhaps it was already too late. My knees burned where they pressed into the sand, back aching from the curve of my spine as I hovered over him, but I he
In the library, I tried to lose myself in the pages of a book, but that was all I could think about.In the graveyard, leaning my back against a tree, I tried to let the silence and the open air attempt to clear my mind. They did not.Now, in the stables, I crouched beside Bouncy’s stall. The stabl
By then, I knew my time was short. I had to act.I fled. Sought out a Dark Mage willing to perform the most forbidden magic of all time: a complete severance of identity.It was nearly impossible to find, costing me every single gold coin I stole from my father when I ran away from home. But I had
That night her cries woke me from sleep. The curse of being a light sleeper. Across the wide bed, Alaric remained in a deep sleep, undisturbed.“No, no, no, no,” Baevera sobbed in a small, fractured voice.With a long, resigned breath, I rose, reaching for the heavy robe draped across the chair.On






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