Esteria's eyes gently fluttered open. Her body was still weak and a little numb. Her gaze danced around the room. It was the same room the Demon God had brought her to. She immediately felt an aura in the room. She turned her head to meet him. His electrifying blue eyes looked at her sharply. His long white hair fell on his shoulder, making him look irresistible.
He then placed his hands on her gently. She instantly shivered as his cold, large hands touched her. She immediately withdrew her hands from his, making his gaze harden a little. "Are you aware you are now stuck with me?" His voice was cold and alluring at the same time. She could only stare at him and swallow. "So, you better get used to me," he added. "But... you are a demon," Esteria managed to say. The two were on the large bed with a little distance between them. "I am El-Kharis and also not an ordinary demon. I am a Demon God of Thunder, Esteria," he said, dragging out the last word. "But demons are dead," she said again after courage won the battle of emotions going through her. A smirk appeared on his face, followed by a hurt look. He immediately grabbed her off the bed, and they flew to the rooftop. The rooftop was more intimidating than the ones back home for her. The clouds seemed nearer, as some were literally below her. "Look, Esteria," he said, grabbing her face and turning it to him. "Your enemies are stronger than you think." He refused to answer the question or react to her last statement in the room. "What do you mean?" Esteria felt that creepy feeling wash over her again. Just the mention was able to break her down once again. The bloody scene on her wedding day, which was supposed to be the best day of her life. He reached for her shoulders and pulled her slightly closer to him. "Don't worry, we are going to handle them, but first, I think you should know about where and who you are dealing with," he said, a smirk appearing on his lips. "Yes, demons were exterminated. Humans killed the demons, even though they are weak and have no powers. They won just because of their heavy population and skillful weapons. We demons can't stand a chance against humans because our whole population is just a quarter of yours. That was simply why you guys won that war." As he said that, his voice broke as his eyes seemed to be lost in a memory. After a little while of silence, his gaze returned to her. "What caused the war?" Esteria asked. "Humans and demons have always been enemies. Demons are created by the devil himself and ordered to destroy human lives by making deals with them, which means they will sell their soul in exchange for what they want the most... just like how yours is revenge." He stopped to look at her puzzled reaction. "After years of demons taunting humans, a council grew which consisted of demons and humans who wanted to bring an end to all the suffering, and they succeeded. Peace reigned between the two factions until..." He stopped again. His voice cracked a little. "Humans broke the Veil." "Veil?" Esteria asked out of curiosity. "The Veil was what the council created to separate the two races' lands and stop them from barging into each other's lands. The demons obeyed, even though they were going against the will of their creator, Lucifer. They still abided, but those bloody humans... they broke the Veil and attacked. Killing almost all the demons, capturing some, turning them into sex slaves and so many horrible things. That is where vampires came in." He stopped again to look at her since he had mentioned vampires. Esteria immediately tightened her fists until they turned white with the mention of vampires. He gently took her hand and nodded, looking at her with a warming gaze, weirdly calming her down. "After the attack on the demon land back in Dysheria, a powerful witch who had the power to control the power of the Black Book and also interpret it used a powerful spell to keep the remaining demons alive. I lost my people." His voice cracked. "The demon population reduced drastically. Knowing if any more creatures knew we were still alive and so few, they would all come and kill us," he added. Esteria just stood there, sinking in everything he just said. "Then how are you now a god?" she asked. "Good question." He smiled. "Every demon has a particular element to control with their energy. And every element has its god, the one who has the highest power to wield the element most. Although two gods were lost after the war, only three remain now, and I am one of them." "How many creatures are there?" She couldn't help but ask more questions regarding this whole creatures issue. "I honestly don't know how many there are. There are a lot. Some are hiding, some are out of existence. The only two creatures standing with their full might are vampires and humans." "How did vampires come to exist?" she asked again. He breathed a little before sighing out loud. "Like I said earlier, after humans took the demons into captivity, they turned all of them into sex slaves. Due to humans' high birth rate and demons' strong genetic traits, vampires were created. Soon, there were thousands of half-human and demon hybrids, which were now called vampires. Knowing what they did to us, the demons part of their lineage, some of them vowed to avenge while some stayed with the humans. Of course, this is after the babies have grown and now have the power to break away from the human hold on them. They left to create their own land and wage war with the humans. Since they were a little more populated than the demons, they troubled the humans a lot. Soon, the vampires who vowed to stay with the humans left them and joined the rest, which soon turned into an empire. They empowered the humans, and that was where you, the Orb of Humans, came in. They tried to use you for a treaty, but the vampire guy followed his boss's order and stabbed you." He stopped again to look at her since he had just said too much. "Boss?" Had Vincent been working for someone who ordered her death? she asked herself in extreme pain. "We believe the elite that Lucifer created before he was sealed off were the ones in charge of the sudden vampire rise and all." "But..." she wanted to talk, but he cut her off. "Enough questions, keep them for later," he said, but she still had a lot of questions in her mind. "Who was the witch that saved them?" "The Black Book?" "How did the humans break the Veil without having any powers?" She still had more in her. "Esteria, you are still human. Whatever happens to you now doesn't matter; you still have human blood in you, and everyone here hates humans after everything they did to us," he said. "Why did you make a deal with me, and what will happen to me now?" she asked hurriedly before she could be cut off again. "Oh dear, I don't think you can handle the truth of my real intention in making a deal with you," he said. "And I brought you here so I can mate with you," he added. "What?" she burst out. "Mate? Me?" Her mind went into a rage. "Do you think I will help you kill your enemies, Esteria? Instead, I will train you to kill them yourself," he said simply, as if he didn't just say she should mate with him and give him all her life in a bite. "Why can't you help me kill them?" Her mind went into a rage. No, she can't be a demon god's mate. She cannot give someone her life suddenly just like that. "No, I can't. Instead, I will train you myself. If I mate with you through that bite, I will transfer my blood to yours, and you, having demon blood in you with proper training and guidance, can become a Demoness and take your revenge yourself, Esteria," he said so calmly, as if all this did not mean a thing. "Can't you transfer the blood another way?" Esteria asked. She promised to serve him with her body and life, not become his mate. Mating was not involved in the deal they signed. "No, remember you said you would serve me with your body," he said. "Now I want to bite that neck of yours," he added. "No, I don't want to." She walked a few steps away from him quickly, not knowing what would happen if she stood there one more second. "Oh, so you don't want revenge? You don't want your enemies to burn? You don't want them to beg for mercy? You don't want them to fall to their knees right in front of you, and you will do the same thing they did to you to them back?" he said, each word making her blood boil, increasing her fuel for revenge. She closed her eyes, ready for whatever he would do to her in that moment. She felt him walking a few steps closer to her and then removing some strands of hair from her neck. Then she felt his hot breath on her neck, followed by a sharp pain.The grand dining hall, once a place of comfort and camaraderie, now felt cold and heavy with unspoken tension. El-Kharis, Esteria, Adrian, and Rowland sat around the large, polished oak table, their meal untouched as their minds grappled with the weight of recent events. The quiet murmur of their conversation was abruptly shattered when Lilith burst through the doors.Her usual calm demeanor was replaced by a tense urgency. The shadows cast by the flickering candlelight accentuated the severity of her expression, and her eyes, normally so composed, now held a storm of emotions."El-Kharis!" Lilith's voice cut through the silence, her tone a sharp contrast to the serene atmosphere that had filled the room moments before. "Levy is dead."The words hung in the air like a dark cloud, and for a moment, it was as if time itself had stopped. El-Kharis's face went from a controlled mask of concern to a blazing inferno of rage. His fists clenched at his sides, knuckles turning white. The room
The chamber was dimly lit, the air thick with an unsettling silence that hung like a shroud over the gathered assembly. A heavy book lay open on the table, its pages empty, yet it seemed to pulse with a hidden power, as if waiting for the right moment to reveal its secrets. Around the book stood a group of figures, their faces obscured by the darkness that clung to the corners of the room. Each of them carried the weight of their master's will, and none dared speak as they awaited the signal.Elijah was the first to stir. He was a dangerous-looking man with an aura that spoke of countless battles survived and a soul steeped in darkness. His eyes gleamed with a predatory light, the kind that came from years of hunting and being hunted in return. A jagged scar ran from his left temple down to his jaw, a mark of some long-forgotten battle, but it only added to his menacing appearance. His black armor, etched with ancient runes, seemed to drink in the light around him, casting his figure
[ warning mature content]Strictly R-18El-Kharis's eyes smoldered with a dark, irresistible desire as his voice, rough and commanding, broke the silence. "Now, it's your turn to pleasure me."Esteria's heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. She was eager to reciprocate the intense pleasure El-Kharis had given her but felt an overwhelming pressure to perform perfectly. She took a deep breath, her eyes darting over his powerful, muscular frame as he lay sprawled on the bed, his erection standing tall and firm, throbbing with need.With trembling fingers, she reached out to him, her touch tentative at first. As her hand made contact, El-Kharis's body shivered, a low, throaty groan escaping his lips. The heat radiating from him was almost overwhelming, and Esteria could feel the hardness of his desire through her palm. She wrapped her fingers around his length, feeling the heat and the pulsating throb beneath her touch.Her strokes were slow and deliberate at first, te
[Warning mature content]Kharis's gaze was molten with desire, an unmistakable hunger simmering beneath his calm exterior. With a swift yet gentle motion, he swept Esteria into his arms, carrying her across the room. The solid wall greeted her back with a cold shiver, but the heat between them quickly turned it into nothing more than a fleeting sensation. His strong arms pinned her in place, his body a cage of warmth and power that left her breathless.The world outside this moment faded, leaving only the two of them, their breathing the only sound in the quiet room. El-Kharis's fingers brushed across her skin, deliberately slow as he began to undress her. The fabric fell away with a soft whisper, exposing her to his hungry gaze. His touch was firm yet gentle, a contrast that made her pulse quicken, the anticipation a sweet torture.As the last barrier fell away, he pressed his lips against the curve of her neck, a trail of heat following where his mouth traveled. He took his time, sa
The night air was thick with a palpable tension, the stillness of the room punctuated only by the soft sounds of their breathing as Esteria rested against El-Kharis's chest. His cool, steady heartbeat was a soothing rhythm beneath her ear, and his fingers lazily combed through her dark hair, each gentle stroke lulling her into a sense of calm she hadn't realized she craved. Despite the intimacy of the moment, a nagging unease gnawed at the edges of her consciousness, a whisper from the past that she couldn't quite shake."How was your training today?" El-Kharis asked, his voice a deep murmur that rumbled through his chest, vibrating against her cheek."It was... challenging," Esteria replied, her voice quiet, almost detached. Her mind was elsewhere, adrift in memories she had long tried to bury. "But I managed."He hummed in response, a sound of approval, but said nothing more. The silence that followed was comfortable, yet heavy, as if both were lost in their own thoughts, reluctant
Esteria's heart thudded in her chest as she stared into El-Kharis's eyes, the intensity of his gaze pulling her in like a riptide. The room seemed to shrink, the space between them charged with a tension that made the air itself feel thick. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, the warmth of her recent shower doing little to combat the coolness radiating from him."You're back," she finally managed, her voice barely above a whisper.El-Kharis tilted his head slightly, his enigmatic smile never wavering. "I never left, not really," he murmured, his voice a soft caress in the quiet of the room. He moved closer, his presence overwhelming, and Esteria felt the familiar, intoxicating pull that always accompanied his nearness.For a moment, neither of them spoke. The only sound was the quiet rhythm of their breathing, the tension between them growing thicker with each passing second. Esteria's gaze flicked down to his lips, a sudden, fierce longing surging within her. She wanted to