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Slave Mate Of The War God Chapter 15
Seranda’s pov. I woke up to sweet humming, the melodious sound sounded so pleasing to the ears, it was urging me to sleep more, but my body had had enough rest for one night. My eyes gradually opened to the waking of the world. ‘’Good morning my lady, "Sarah greeted charmingly. Unlike how I had expected to see her all covered in bruises and badly beaten up, she looked nothing like what I had thought. She was fresh and even had this glow on her face. ‘’You look good today, what's the occasion?'' I asked climbing out of bed. Unlike the previous day, my body felt much more energetic. “ Well, since you asked, I would be the one to spill the tea,” she answered enthusiastically. There was so much joy in her than in a newly wedded couple. ‘’Not only was I released but the lord would be taking me with you. Well, it is not great news but how about I tell you, shopping was taken care of and it was handmade by Princess Emery herself?”. Well, that was some incredible news. Emery was one of the
Slave Mate Of The War God Chapter 1
I am Seranda Mathews the unwanted born of a lineage of slaves and sacrifice. Cursed with the spirit of Zeranda, keeper of the soul of death. A plague waiting to be eradicated. A celebration at my death, festivity at the sight of my blood. I look up and wipe away my tears, I stare from the open bars of my dungeon where sunlight penetrates to lighten up the cramped space I have called home for the last 18 years. Today is that day, the long-awaited day of my death.I don't feel anything. I was neither provided information on why I must die, nothing could break me. No, they can't…can they? Neglected separated front all. Groomed as a sacrificial lamb what was there to hope for? I am not the first nor will I be the last, it will soon be time. The bird's songs wake me up. Other than every other day, today felt different. In the dungeon, she's lying on the floor, barely alive. I have lived off scraps of food for the longest time, not like I saw meaning to why I was fed. I was going to be ki
Slave Mate Of The War God Chapter 2
“Who dares interrupt the sacrifice of the great god of the dead?”The high priest and other spiritual leaders of the clan stood up looking for the culprit while the crowd held their breaths. This was not a good sign, such has never happened in the land and it is considered a bad omen. Black rode before the crowd, with Damon sitting on his back all high and mighty. “‘I do”“Your Highness, with due respect, it is not the border and as such you have no grounds here” Mark Logan chief of spiritual cleansing and incantations, stood up before him. Damon knew better, he was not ready to get into politics or tackle power with his half-brothers. Climbing off the black, he walked up to the fragile figure lying on the ground barely clothed, his heart ached just staring at her state, she was covered in bruises of every shape and kind. This made him wonder what type of life she has had to endure in the last 18 years. He was not new to the happenings of the ritual, however, he wasn't going to stand
Slave Mate Of The War God Chapter 3
“Even so Philip, you shouldn't have fought with Big Brother out in the open, it just goes a long way to confirm you can not handle your temper”“Big brother? Kurt you are the youngest and you dare address me by my name and my junior big brother?” It was not a secret Damon was his favorite brother despite the fact they shared different mothers, he had not been to the capital for a long time However, Kurt loved him the most. “Philip, chill he is only a boy and knows nothing about the politics of the land”“Edward I may know nothing about the politics of the land but am aware of the dignity of the royal household. And that should be your priority, it is no doubt your harlot of a mother would rather spend her time screwing a guard than teaching you how not to wash your dirty undies in public”“you ……”’“That's enough, You are brothers and as such you have to live and help each other. Damon, the slave….”’“‘Father, she is my mate, she is going nowhere.” Damon could feel the piercing gaze
Slave Mate Of The War God Chapter 4
They all looked at me with smiles. I could feel my body give away a satisfactory relief. He stood out, I have not had the privileged to see somany men in my short-lived lifetime, however, the man before me looked like a demi-God. his muscular physique and tempting eyes, he wore a white fur coat. A dagger resided on the left corner of his belt, but that did not scare me, I could feel the pressing urge of wanting to feel the knife. I must have been so focused on the knife that I gave away some strange emotions. His eyes were cold and warm I could see myself within them, it was a sense of warmth and ownership. I could feel my body heat up just staring at him. “Come on, stop staring at her like that brother, you will scare her” A young lady tossed his arms, playfully pushing him away from me. I didn't want him to leave, I felt a sense of connection with him, I tried opening my mouth but nothing came out. It felt more like my words were stuck behind my throat. I reached out my hands and h
Slave Mate Of The War God Chapter 5
My soul jumps out of my body. Damon sat in the dark end of the room watching the troops walk through from the giant windows, with a dagger in hand. He wore shorts made of fur and nothing and could see the lines and scars from war scattered all over his back and lower waist, his wounds were not all healed and traces of blood could be seen from the tips of a few cuts. “Is this the life I will live?” Damon turns towards me facing me with his clean chest. He had a scar just above his heart, I know he is the warlord not surprised by his wounds and all however he is royalty, he should be living in affluence and grace and let the people do the hard job. She knew some wealthy men stayed at the top and let the less privileged do the dirty work from the books she had the opportunity to read. “I will go in” I wasted no time in evaporating and condensing inside the bathroom. It had everything which makes me wonder when he had time to prepare. I had a long shower, I think I lasted in there for a
Slave Mate Of The War God Chapter 6
Third-person POV. The palace was quiet, aside from the frequent noise made by the servants as they cleaned, there was nothing else. Kurt was gone and while he was the chatterbox, no one else dared speak a word or make a sound. Philip walks into the quarters of his mother fuming in anger. He didn't like the idea of him staying behind while Damon and Kurt had to defend the country. He walks in on his mother and maids giving her a massage. ‘’Leave’’ he barged. Gertrude sighs in frustration. She did not like her son barging in on her, it irked her so much. ‘’What the hell, how many times would I have to ring it into your ears not to barge into my quarters like it belongs to you?’’ Philip sneered. He did not show any remorse nor was he willing to apologize. ‘’It's not like I haven't seen you and them bang you know. For fuck sake Mother are you even straight, wait I know the answer to that, you say you are straight but I walk in on you numerous times banging your maids or your guards,
Slave Mate Of The War God Chapter 7
Third person PovKate held onto the very little piece of clothing left of her dress, as she rushed out of Prince Philip's room barely able to cover herself with what she had in hand. The night it was, the castle was awfully quiet. Rushing into her room, she made sure to close the door as quietly as she could. The last thing she needed at this time was to have her roommates see her all worn out and smelling of sex. She quickly tossed the torn clothes into the trash grabbed a new set of clothes and dashed away to the bathroom. She spent hours in there brushing away his touch but it won't just go away. She wanted it gone, tears streaming down her puffy eyes as she rubbed even harder leaving behind red bruises over her skin. ‘’I don't want… I don't like them. How did I go from a maid to the worst thing ever? How can you hate me so much to gift him as a mate? They say, our mates are gifts to us, but mine is nothing but a curse. A curse I will gladly run away from. A curse if I want deat
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