*They say passage of time will heal all kinds of wounds, but the deeper the cut, the greater the loss and the more difficult process to become whole again. The pain may fade but the scars serve as a reminder of our suffering and make the bearer all the more resolved to never be wounded again ~ Klaus Mikaelson*******************************(Author's Note: "Runaway by Aurora" in the background would be nice) The black gown she was wearing clung tightly to her curves as she was wet, was standing in the rain, her face void of any other expression but pain, anguish and agony, her Raven black hair was sticking to her face . Despite the thick woods she was in, the downpour of the heavy torrent of rain was unending. She laughed at first before screaming out her frustration to the sky. It was as if the heavens was sad because of her. She was calm now, she could think rationally, how had she murdered her own father, she had felt out of control then and wouldn't stop until the end but now, s
She felt calm, solemn, it was as if she had been reborn, it didn't feel as if she was in the woods anymore and that alone heightened her senses. Where was she? She remembered that she was in the woods but why? She was not in any position for any reckless action so she carefully cracked open an eyelid and scanned where she was. Surprisingly, she was in her own room, in her bed, a blanket was over her body, it felt warm and cozy, but where had it come from. Realization dawned on her and she hastily flung one side of the blanket open and came down from the bed, she rushed downstairs but no one was to be seen, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something was not right, there was something important that she had lost, something her mind was forgetting. She was in her home, it was clean and spotless, Renée was so sure that she hadn't been the one to clean up. She looked at herself, she was wearing some sort of white gown with a loose belt on the waist, almost choking on her wo
******************************Special editionInterview with the crown princeAuthor: Hello prince Lucian, how's your day going.Lucian: I don't want to be here, so how does that describe my day *openly glares at the author*Author: Tsk, Tsk, you sound really grumpy today. May I know the reason why?Lucian: I should be asking you that. I am a good looking prince, where's my princess? A girl fit for only a prince.*Winks at the camera*Author: Dead?Lucian: This conversation is over. ****************************** Lucian was over the moon, no word could describe how he was feeling, for the first time his wolf praised him. They had finally found their mate, he has found his crown princess. He couldn't wait to flaunt her in Niveria. He broke from the hug and placed a arm around her waist, pulling her closer before he glared coldly at all the males in the room. The silent threat didn't go unnoticed by anyone, the male wolves all averted their gaze, no one was going to stupidly off
Renée didn't know what she was doing, all she wanted was to save that wolf from getting hurt. She found herself going deeper into the woods away from civilization but she didn't care.'Wolf, find wolf before he gets hurt.' her mind keeps repeating. She didn't know where she was headed to until she was lost. She abandons the bicycle and started to look around for a way out. It wouldn't make any sense if she gets lost and hurt while trying to save some wolf in the forest based in the trance she had, some people would even call her crazy since wolves haven't existed in a long time. Even if she does manage to find the wolf, the odds that he'll have her for dinner was rather high here. Accepting the fact that she was lost, she sat on the base of a tree waiting for some miracle to happen. She was dozing off when she hears a familiar voice. "Renée! You better be alive or my brother would disown me and half of the world would be in danger!." Luciana was so upset, this action made her won
A wave of pain hit her pounding head and she unknowingly let out a groan of pain. She clutched her head with one of her hand. She felt something warm on her other hand, surprisingly the pain in her head decreased until it was no longer there. It was strange and probably just a coincidence. She could now open her eyes, she stared at Lucian who has worry written all over his face. One of his hand which was over hers was so soft, she pushed her body to a sitting position and he rushed to prop pillows behind her back to make her feel comfortable. "Thank you" she mutters in a raspy voice. "Are you okay? Do you feel pains anywhere? Why didn't you listen to me?". The calm expression on his face didn't much in concealing the anger in his tone, she felt ashamed. First she had made his sister worry unnecessary and now she made him worry. "I'm sorry, it's just that...how do I explain?." She was looking for some way to explain without looking stupid at the same time. "Yes! I saw a wolf
(Dedicated to every ARMY out there. I purple you)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She was roughly awoken by Luciana who kept shaking her body forcibly. "Wake up sleeping beauty!!!". She groaned "I'm up, what's wrong?". "It's movie night, we've got to get ready?!!" Luciana pulls her up before directing a half sleeping Renée to the bathroom. "Take a shower, quickly" "But-" "No excuses, just listen to me for once" Luciana interrupted and facepalms dramatically. Renée walked towards the window, looked out and saw that it was already dark outside "What time is it?" "Seven". Luciana answered. She missed a strange expression on Renée's face since she was unwrapping a few boxes. She (Renée) stared at the big trees that was in the surrounding area. "Where are we?" "Just a few blocks away from civilization" Luciana giggled. "Just kidding, my brother built this house here because it gave us a chance to think far from everyone in the city. As you noticed, there are no noises but th
A lady with a beautiful, oval shaped face and blond hair is sipping tea while she gracefully glides her fingers on a piano, a perfect smile is etched on her face as her mind wanders from one thought to another. A girl enters the room and bows her head. "My lady, some of the other noble ladies have sent letters inviting you to grace their parties with your presence". The girl was Zoya's personal maid Daphne. "Daphne". "Yes my lady". "Will His Royal Majesty be attending any of those parties in person?". "I'm sure His Majesty will receive invitations to attend but I doubt that he would show up" Daphne speculated. She knows that her mistress is in love with the crown prince and aims to stand by his side as the crown princess and future queen of Niveria. The smile on Zoya's face did not decline instead she was pleased to hear this. "If he won't be attending any of those parties why should I attend. Do you think that if I should throw a party and invite his Majesty, will he at
Zoya had a worried expression on her face as she awaits her grandfather's presence. Not for long Andronicus came out of his bedroom to the receiving area where Zoya was patiently waiting. With a snap of his fingers, one of the guards rushed to his side "Get us some chamomile tea, my granddaughter looks like a sour mess". As the guard left to do as ordered, he continued "What has made you so distressed my child?." For special effects Zoya let some tears roll down her cheeks, she looked very delicate and pitiful that any man who sees her at that moment couldn't help but find himself drawn to protect her. " Grandfather I'm worried". "Why? What's wrong? Did anyone dare to bully you?." "No Grandfather, you know how much I love His Royal Majesty-" Andronicus interrupted "Yes I'm well aware of that and I support you fully. What happened? Did he dare to turn you down?!." "No Grandfather, I recalled that His Royal Majesty is half lycan and every wolf side of them have a mate which