Firstly, I would like to thank you all for reading and being patient with me. It has been decided that the vampires and the dragons will each have a series of their own continuing from their books in this series. I would also like to apologize because as I revised the book, I realized that most of the time instead of writing Areli, I wrote Alina which must have been confusing for some of you.
Thank you so much for supporting and being a part of this journey guys. Next on the list is Logan’s story (THE ROYALLY SCREWED ROGUE) I will start updating the book next month. I will also start a new werewolf series this month. To stay updated, please check out my f* pg (Setiyele M.)
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THE WEREWOLF KINGDOM: THE ROYAL PACK Queen Areli sat in the office with her arms rested on the desk, staring at the king, her mate. Silence filled the room, just eyes locked with each other, promises being made with one smirking as the other fought a giggle. The opening of a door pulled them from their staring game. Queen Areli, queen to the werewolf kingdom and goddess of darkness, beamed so brightly from the win against her mate in their stare game. The scent of Royal Beta Brum hit them hard, having been waiting for him for an hour. His hair was unkept, smelling of the woods where he always disappeared to. His face was blank as always, death haunting him, like a ghost wondering around with no direction at all. You did not have to look far to see that he had drowned long ago. The moody and proud beta was gone, leaving behind a shell with no one knowing what had happened or how to get him back. The room filled with tension just as fast, it seeping in every corner and suffocating lik
THE DRAGON KINGDOM: ROYAL GOLD CITY PRINCESS ZISEALER’S P.O.V It was the tiny patter of feet that let me know I was dreaming and even in my sleep I could hear and feel my heart drum so frantically with the distress falling on me. I could feel myself just turn over and over in my sheets with the sweat collecting on my skin. An eleven-year-old me ran down the passages to go gardening with my mother. I wore my little black leggings and my favorite yellow t-shirt which I was gifted on my birthday. My giggles echo through the halls I knew like the back of my hand only for a foreign hand to quickly wrap around my mouth. My young body thrashed, the shock leaving me shifting and screaming but my sounds are muffled as I am pulled into a room with the door closed shut. My watery eyes pull wide open just as my body is painfully pushed to the wall. The tears stream down my face just when my uncle wraps his hand around my neck. My eyes go wide, my little hands on his large ones, thrashing and f
“Father, I just saw Royal Beta Brum. Why is he still here?” I burst in the room so fast only to halt in my steps. “Father, what are you doing up? You should not be up.” I cried out, rushing to him, taking the traditional long chest chain from his hands. The room was never altered ever since my mother died. Father had loved her so much. Their love was something I had never seen before and I had dreamed of it myself until all my dreams crushed and burned. It was all my fault, it was my fault she was gone. I clipped the chain, moving to take the traditional jacket with all the royal orders, pulling it over him and then I fixed the traditional shirt under the jacket. My eyes did not fail to notice his leg shake from the pain. My head shook, swallowing. His health was deteriorating faster than he could even find suitors for me. Each day I woke up and ran to check on him because I didn’t know what I would do if I lost him. “Father, please, stop this.” I said out with him clearing his thr
“You threw a dinner party, did you not?” I chuckled, hearing the music from where the dining hall was as we descended down to it. My arm was hooked around my father’s arm, lanterns lit all through the passage, father’s guards right behind us. He never had them accompany him before because he was such a proud and powerful man but since his deteriorating health, he began moving around with two guards just incase my brother emerges. I would not put it past him to kill our father. “Only the best, my daughter is leaving, she needs to be celebrated.” Father whispered out, me giggling and tightening my hold on him. He was seven foot nine and I was just six foot five which made walking next to him one of the best things ever. I could just lean my head on him and feel like a little girl again. “But I am not dressed for the occasion. I am under dressed.” I cried out, the sound of my heels echoing all through the halls. “What are you talking about? You dress up for everything, you are never un
The lanterns were burning low, the halls quiet with all those living in the royal mountain having retired into their caves. My feet were bare, kissing the cool ground as the sound of the water sang for me. My beads were all that I heard, so many of them piled over each other. My eyes were set on one direction, one direction only. Moisture from the water sank into my freshly bathed skin, my perfume having even me nearly weak to my knees. I smelt so good and I was sure I looked even better. My body was curve and nothing else. My hips and ass had my waist look even thinner than it was, large breast moving with each step I took. I had not thought the night was going to end with me doing this but there I was. Never in a million years had I thought I would give myself away in the way I was yet again, there I was. There was no turning back, I had accepted my fate and I could not tame the happiness that just bubbled up inside me. My walk was slow, building my own anticipation as my shadow fol
You let your guard down and you get stabbed hard, in the heart. I don’t know how or when I fell asleep but when I stirred awake I was alone, the other side of the bed cold as if I had imagined the whole night in my head but I had not because I was not in my room and I was sore all over. Flashes from the night before came and left me burning yet again. Where was he? Well, that was not how I imagined my morning after. I swallowed the bitter taste in my mouth. What had I been thinking? That we would wake up and cuddle, do some pillow talk and just melt away like a normal couple. I hated myself because I felt such gut wrecking pain in the realization of the life waiting for me. It would be as cold as his side of the bed. My hands quickly moved, pulling the sheets to cover my body. One of the rules I taught my warriors was to never let a man make you feel less, feel ashamed of yourself and that was how I felt as I sat there. I felt used and discarded. I was not used to this, I did not k
I flew in the skies, over the trees, still not believing that my mate left me to venture on my own. I could be shot down from the sky for crying out loud but what would you expect from a man, a stupid egoistical man. I groaned out in my head, knowing I had flew past him long ago but still looking out because a part of me, a stupid and tiny part of me still wanted to see him even though I was sure the distance between us at that point was one he would cover over days. With so much time between us, I decided to take a detour. My anger was already in flames again seeing that I would see Flavia. In my head, I was already telling her all that had happened and I could even see her face turn red with anger. She was the only person that understood me, the only person that never judged me and someone I could just relax and be myself with. With that in thought, I moved faster, just heaving over and over until the familiar smell and grounds came to sight. I would never say this out loud but ther
Flavia and I didn’t sleep a wink. We were in my room half of the night fuming and planning how to kill my mate. The next half we were laughing our assess off for being silly. We trashed the kitchen trying to cook. Flavia did anyway because her cooking skills were a zero. At the first sight of the sun, we went to the field where we trained until late morning. After refreshing and spending quality time with the children, we passed out and woke up late. Dante was creepily hanging around here and there, him not knowing what to do with himself without Flavia on his side. It was so cute my heart just fell in love with them all over again. He would go do paper work but two hours would be a lot and he would be back, showing his handsome face. It was easy to forget all that waited for me but I had to leave. After two days I began getting worried that my mate had passed and was at the werewolf kingdom already. Because he couldn’t be bothered, I doubt he would come fetch me. The man gave me an