Mag-log inBOOK 1 "When I finally take you Seraphina, it will not be vanilla. You will beg, you will claw at my skin, and lastly your heart..... it'll cease to beat for you, and just for me." His fingers curled around her wrist, guiding her hands to caress the sides of his face. "Don't you want it?" Her heart pounded against her chest, She couldn't even fathom the word, no. _____ In a world ruled by four supernatural factions, Lucian Valemont, the last pure blooded Lycan, reigns with ruthless power and a heart forged in frost. Seraphina Noir, the last of the fire-born witches, is delivered to his feet in chains, branded a traitor, stripped of her magic, and burning with vengeance. She blames him for everything that had gone wrong. While, He sees her as a threat he should eliminate. But the moment their eyes meet, fate stirs. She was supposed to be his enemy and he was meant to be her executioner. But a feeling, ancient pulses between them, it is dark, forbidden, and dangerously tempting. What began with chains and hatred sparks into obsession. And what should have ended in blood.....ignites into fire. One that can't help but consume them.
view moreSaraphinaThis place was glorious. I had no idea this was what the demon realm looked like. I had expected lava falling from the sky and fire everywhere, but this was different.This place was full of life—nothing like what I had imagined.The maid led me through the halls; it looked like everything was made of gold. This place felt unreal. And it wasn't just the place—even the people had a kind of beauty I’d never seen before.I couldn't even compare myself with the beauty of the maid leading me to the place I’d be staying.Her hair shimmered like silver, catching the lights that lined the walls. Her skin had a warm glow, as if it were kissed by the sun.I looked at my hands—they were completely pale compared to hers. She walked with so much grace I couldn't hear her steps on the polished floors. It felt like she was gliding instead of walking.We passed arched windows draped with crimson silk. It was almost night; the sky looked beyond alive with constellations I didn’t recognize—st
Lucian"Darius… I will be gone for a few days. I want you to handle everything until I return."He nodded."My lord, if you don't mind me asking… where are you going?""The demon realm."He didn't say anything—no questions, no hesitation—nothing. He just bowed and left.Within the hour the black carriage was prepared, its frame forged from steel.I stood there, about to step in… I couldn't leave without her. Whatever was affecting me was doing the same to her. I wasn't the only one who needed answers—she did too.I walked back to her room, which she hadn't left throughout the day. I pushed open the door without knocking.She was still on the bed, knees drawn to her chest, eyes red and swollen, her face pale. She looked distant, like she wasn't in her body anymore."Get up," I said, my voice louder than I intended it to be. She flinched, looking a bit terrified—and that was the last thing I wanted, for her to fear me.Her gaze flicked to me, uncertain, guarded. "Why?""Because you are
SaraphinaI wanted to remember so badly, and he wasn’t willing to tell me anything. Did I do something, or did something happen?I sat on the edge of my bed and closed my eyes, trying to imagine myself in that moment—even though it was the last thing I ever wanted to do.I wasn’t sure if it would work, but I was doing it anyway. My eyes remained closed, and when I tried to visualize that particular moment, it felt like my mind was rejecting it.I whispered a remembrance spell my Coven uses. It was a powerful one, and since my powers were still sealed inside me, I didn’t expect it to work....But it did. I wasn’t sure how, but I relived everything, and it worked so well I saw everything that happened when I was unconscious. I killed someone.I screamed as I fell to the ground, my eyes burning with pain—but it wasn’t compared to the thought of killing… of taking a life.My chest heaved as the memory kept replaying over and over in my head like a cruel punishment and a reminder of what I
LucianI felt myself getting weaker and weaker every day I woke up. Apart from the weakness, I felt myself slowly drifting into madness.It felt like my mind was unraveling, and I kept reliving moments from my past I wanted to forget.But the thought of seeing her every day—it made everything better. So much better.The madness pulled at me like invisible threads, but when my eyes found her, it silenced the noise in my head.My mind became absolutely quiet, like it obeyed her silent command.She had no idea what she was doing to me—how badly I wanted to keep her close when pushing her away felt like the best option.Her scent stayed with me even after she was gone, like the taste of forbidden wine or the scent of mud after a heavy rain. It was enchanting—maddening, even.The beast inside of me started wanting to claim what was mine, but I couldn’t. Not yet.Not until I’d broken every chain that bound me. Not until I could protect her from the very darkness that kept me alive.And yet…
DariusI lay on the bed unmoving like a corpse. I stared at the ceiling like it could provide the answers I so desperately needed, but all I saw whenever I closed my eyes were those burnt eyes.What kind of power did she possess that made her so powerful, that she could do such a thing subconsciously?The way the healer crumbled into nothing, her screams silenced in a blink—just from a single touch... That was real power. Raw. Untamed. Divine.And I wanted it. I needed it.I saw Lucian's face—he was horrified. He didn’t even understand what she was or how she could barely contain such power.But the chaos such power could unleash would be unmatched, even in all the realms.And it was all supposed to be mine. All mine. But instead, she got to have it all—that magic, the death of that coven—was supposed to belong to me, not her.I clenched my fists tightly, feeling the tips of my claws threaten to break through my skin. She didn’t deserve it. That power was meant for me. I didn’t care i
SaraphinaMorning came, but I hardly slept. I was thinking about everything and nothing in particular. I soon realized there was no one in the room with me—I was just scaring myself. I kept repeating that to myself until it stuck.There was a knock on the door, and I quickly threw off the covers. What was he doing here so early? Well… I was in his chambers, so he had every right to be.But when the doors opened, it was two maids with their heads bowed.“My lady,” one of them spoke, “the king asked that we prepare a bath for you.”I just stared. “I can do that myself.”“But, my lady—” the second girl protested.“You both are dismissed,” I said the words quickly, not wanting company. This was something simple, and anyone could do it.And I didn’t want to get into the bath this early.After they left, I sat at the edge of the bed, my eyes traveling everywhere around the room as the silence settled. My eyes landed on the fireplace where the fire had faded out—all that was left was ash.Ma






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