The rumbling in the clouds was no ordinary one as everywhere darkened in tremor. The feeling when a higher force was entering a realm reverberated through every threshold under the cloud, leaving lower demons and the entire realm cowering in fear and, wondering who controlled the might of the cosmos.
Yet, no one held the power to command an entire realm except one superior being.They call him 'The King Of Beasts 'With the might of lightning and a single sway of his sword, he tore through space, defying time and gravity, with eyes glistening like the twelfth star.His presence commanded the forces aligned with the earth as everything fell under his command. The wind bellowed to his command, and the earth quaked at his arrival.Yes, The Lord Caesar Monsorrie was that being.The scent of the White water lily has always been his weakness ever since he grew to discover his sonship, but funnily enough, he is always drawn to it, unable to control the urge to always go crazy when it is in the same vicinity as him; it is similar to that of an addiction.After decades of wandering, that scent that always lures him into his true self summoned him. he had roamed around for a thousand and ninety-eight days seeking for it; he hears its daily cries and pleas for his presence and finally, he traced it back to his abandoned place of dwell.The Fortress?As he grows closer, the scent intensifies and his dark heart quickened. His senses were right after all, it really is in there. He shook the entire threshold when his feet touched the walls of the towers and his wings fell to his back as they dissipated into thin air.Strolling into the dark hallway, his steps were quiet. He could hear its soft and gentle breaths, calling for him, enticing him, and coaxing him to where it laid. Instantly, his excitement kicked in and his eyes fled open exposing their fiery gold in the dark.He made a left turn to his chamber's entrance and took deep breaths; it was just behind the doors; he could feel it. He moved his fingers that were fisted in gloves as he flexed them a little to subdue his obsession and pushed the doors open.Immediately, The night breeze carried a whiff of its scent up his nostrils making the beast in him growl. he heard the thump of its heartbeat directly in his ear, it is loud but calm, and throbbed rhythmically with the flow of the night breeze.Slowly, his feet began to move in its direction as the moonlight aided with its reveal.He sees it.He sees the up and down movements of its chest and his beast growled yet again.It was the most beautiful thing he had seen in countless centuries.A woman.She laid softly in his bed and was dressed in her night attire, looking like a carved doll. Her eyes were shut and her brown hair which are as soft as a Pima cotton is spread wide on the soft pillows. Her white skin which resembled the pearl of satin glowed underneath the light of the moon— the only light visible in the room, and her long lashes accompanied her pointy nose that laid beautifully above her rose-pink lips.She enticed him. She made the beast in him growl out in desire. he craved her, he wanted her. She gave him a feeling of warmth and home and he was astounded by what she stirred up in him.The scent came from her.He watched her rotate on the bed as she made soft sounds like she was in heat, she called him unconsciously and he feels her loneliness.Relentlessly, his feet began to move toward where her body rested, immersed completely in her scent. he felt a certain connection and spark within him that intrigued him— this can't be.The urge to hold her, to feel her engulfed him, but the closer he got to her, the more outburst of pleasure she got and he was scared that she couldn't comprehend it.But he couldn't help it, the scent was intoxicating.She summoned him, how did she do that?No one, not in a million centuries had the ability to do that, knowing fully well that a devious demon like him only destroys. He Is The God Of Lust And Calamities. He only needed to be present for atrocities to begin.His eyes grazed around her. He wanted to leave a trace on her, he knew that she needed his imprint to feel alright, she needed him.Taking a few steps, he was in front of her, watching her as she kept rotating, and her sounds became even louder. He looked at her pale skin and the urge to feel its textures kicked in but his hand goes to her soft hair; it was as soft as he predicted. Suddenly he wanted to explore more parts of her. He pulled his glove and stripped his palm naked for the first time in centuries.His fingers moved to her face, and Slowly, she moves softly toward him as if she was aware that he was present and had waited for him for a long time. She submissively settled on his body, releasing a sigh of relief and accomplishment as his eyes opened wide in bewilderment. His lips lifted slightly to her actions.As tiny as a bunny, she buried herself in him, clutching unto him like a little pet. He felt excited by her actions, a certain rush in his veins, his monster was just on the edge, he wanted to mark her, he wanted to claim her, he wanted to make her his. He was fighting his anguish to put his needs in chains, his fangs were already peering out, he could already feel the transformation from within, but when he heard her silent whimpers and felt her warm embrace, every single thing in him dissipated to nothing but warmth.He could not stop his fingers from caressing her soft, smooth cheeks. He just stayed there for a while gazing at her without blinking, observing her every feature and searching for her beautiful yet perfect flaws.She was perfect.But he cannot stay there for long.Her scent weakens his form and he would never let that happen. Those who sought him were everywhere, the slightest chance of weakness they sniff becomes a battle of blood bath, a battle to rule.But who is she?And why is she on his bed?Is she yet another trap?He stood from the bed but her grip on him was strong, she didn't want to let go, "Don't go". He heard her silent mumbles and something happened to his heart. His lips lifted slightly to her actions.She wanted him and he couldn't say no; she had him in her shackles now.Slowly, he rested back on the bed, wrapping his arm around her as she rested on his chest, burying her face in him.Gus.Everyone had long laid and all had long fallen asleep when I began to stroll to my chambers, it was almost dawn. As I walked into the dark hall of the fortress, I felt him. His presence was unusually strong and hovered around the mansion as if he was present. I felt the tension, the anxiety, and the terror before I even saw him. In the blink of an eye, The Commander of Grief stood right in front of me and had my knees buckling instantly to a kneel.I shivered in front of The Lord Caesar Monsorrie.“My Lord,” I spoke before my breath dissipated into thin air, my head was bent to the floor. I had never looked into his eyes before, and I didn’t dare.I could feel his stare on me, and I trembled before him.“Augustine.”He called my name, his cold voice peering through my sense of audibility, as goosebumps flooded my pale skin.“Welcome home, My Lord.” I managed, controlling my uneasiness. He is the highest entity in this realm so his presence made me feel uneasy.My eyes caught a gl
Kira.I hear Gus's voice before I even see him and the next thing my eyes beheld had my body giving up on me. I struggled to keep still but I was unable to, a single glance my way had me unbuckling every single emotion buried deep inside me, and the thoughts that the vows I made were solely to the most beautiful man I had ever met in my life unraveled my vulnerabilities.I couldn't break eye contact with him. He was in my head. All I could see was him as everything in my body leaped for him. My breath, my thoughts, my eyes, and my soul belonged to the man who sat across the end of the table.I smelled him.Instantly, my eyes opened wide as the sudden familiar scent hit me, accompanied by vibrations.It is him!The person in my bed was him.I felt my heart rate escalating beyond my understanding, I couldn't believe it. Was this another dream of mine? Is this real? Who is he?His eyes...They were the finest textures of gold and the rarest I had ever seen. They lured me consistently wit
Caesar.Agustine?Did he not hear that I was dining with my bride?His steps were hesitant because he knew what he had done but he didn't stop anyway. He bowed with his face to the ground not daring to look in my eyes."My Lord". he called me. "Forgive my rudeness... but the council awaits you". He managed.What?The council?I look at her and her head is bent to her meal. She looks scared of me and I don't blame her. It has always been this way. I am the most powerful being in this realm, hence, I am the most feared too. Even if she is human, my presence still does a lot to her."See you it that she dines peacefully, Augustine". I tell him, but as I turn to leave, that intoxicating scent finds its way up my nostrils and I lose it for a minute. Unable to control myself, I lowered myself to her and it hit me again, depriving me of the ability to subdue myself.Her cheeks are as soft as the talc of the mountain of Zethithus, as I kiss it, she shivers and as I caress it, she shudders. I
Kira.It was Gus. He saved me.The large doors opened wide revealing Gus that walked in with terror written on his face. He knew his offense, he knew that he had interrupted The Lord but he had a remorseful expression as if he didn't have a choice.He strolled in.I tried to break free from his arms but he tightened his grip on me as if Gus was irrelevant and it was just us in the room. His eyes were still on me but my little uneasy expression and uncomfortable stares at Gus got him dragging his eyes slowly from me to the man that stood in front of the doors.Unhurriedly, he took his eyes back to me and directed his words at Gus. As I stared back at him, I noticed something in his eyes or maybe it was just me hallucinating again, but they darkened from light gold to darkish brown. Was I seeing right?"Speak, Augustine." He ordered.Without wasting time he did what he was told."My Lord, forgive my rudeness, but some relatives just arrived in the fortress and have asked for your presen
Kira.I see him, he is right in front of me but I am too bewildered to say anything; there was a feeling that came with all of these emotions that went on in my body, it was a feeling of being intoxicated. Every time I take a single glance at him, I want to throw myself at him. I want him to touch me and I want to give him my all, my body, my dignity, even my life.We have only just met today but I am already fantasizing about him, I am already hallucinating about his image in front of me.I have never felt this way before, I don't know what I am feeling, I want to stop but I am not in control of my body, the strong desires I feel for him are driven by a certain type of energy that takes over me like madness, like an obsession, and pushes a whirlwind of possession in my head.I want to see him all the time, and I want to be with him all the time. I want to bury myself in that scent of his that has suddenly become the reason I breathe. I want to feel him and I want to grasp all of him.
The entire council stood in shock and utter confusion as they watched their Lord dash out of the room without any reaction to the consistent tantrums being thrown at him. But amongst all of them, the most confounded remained his mortal enemy, Azazel.He was fazed and dazed at how his expectations failed. He was rather amused. He had predicted an outburst of Rage from Caesar and anticipated bloodshed but was astounded when an unexpected reaction came from him.There was a certain look in his eyes that he couldn't quite understand nor explain, it was as if he was distracted, there was worry written all over him; which is unbelievable because Caesar never worries about anything. He has nothing to lose and is undoubtedly heartless. He is the most untrustworthy being in the entire universe, sly in nature, and kills without remorse. A terrifying beast knew by every creature of hell. He is ruthless, aggressive, and a warrior raised and bred by the prince of lust himself. There is no way in
Kira.I sat on the bed dumbfounded and amazed all at once. His words kept playing in my head over and over and over again and I am shocked at how much effect they had on me so much so that it is difficult for me to breathe. I couldn't help but reminisce about the moment we just shared; how close he was to me. He claimed me, leaving me utterly speechless and at loss for words. I couldn't resist his touch, I strangely wanted to feel him for an unknown reason. I just couldn't pull away from him.And when he stared into my eyes, it was as though he was peering into my soul. He looked at me as though I was the most precious thing in the entire universe and for the first time in my entire life, I felt special. No one, not a single person since I came into existence had looked at me with love in their eyes when they stare at me, all I saw was hate and disdain from relatives and family friends. I have never been loved genuinely and wanted before, but ever since I met him, it had been like a f
Kira.As I lay on the left side of the bed, I turned my back to him, leaving a huge space in between us, and folding myself like a pangolin, my heart beating so hard as if I had run a marathon. I have never been this nervous my entire life as I am at this moment; even if we have been married for three years, it is just like the first night of our wedding because this is the first time I am spending a night with him.I feel hot, and I am blushing like a fool. I have been blushing like this since he got out of the bathroom and since he said those words to me.How can he take me unaware like that? How can I continue to live like this? How can he be like this? How can he be so calm and collected after what he just did and said to me? He made me this alert and he is just going to lay down calmly as if nothing happened?I was still in my thoughts when his deep voice called from behind."At this point, you are going to fall off the bed."I feel his stare on me and I tremble silently."Come c