I cannot fail, not after decades of concealing my true self.
Basilea will meet her demise, her demon line must perish with the incubus. She was the last for the throne.
I have made my vow.
*****
When she was sent to Armand's kingdom I almost lost it. Decades we've spent watching her, adapting to the situation waiting for our king to give the order only to let her go was a giant step back for me and Cato.
Between the elven kingdoms that spread throughout realms, our king had a long history with her royal family. Her sire had made sure we were hunted and made to become their slaves for hundreds of years. Basilea was still young, she was
Never in my darkest days did I imagine Titus, the great general, would smear his name with betrayal. Magnus too had left. I was feeling uneasy on the inside, but I put up my facade keeping all feelings locked away in the darkest corner of my mind.I took comfort with the elf, revealing my inner beast, and letting my body feed on the roughness of our encounters. I should get back to my love, but at this stage, all seemed superficial. All but the need to find the beings behind her abduction.*****I thought, knowing why Titus did it, would make me feel better. But not if the why was because of me, I hated myself for causing it and Basilea knew it. Though she had been supporting me by being there for me. While I slipped out of bed once she was satisfied, o
His frustration was eating him out. I could feel it in his touches. It won't be long, my handsome king...Soon I will rid you of the demon-bitch, then... you can focus on me.*****It was well into the night when I managed to slip out of the palatial walls and find my way to the crawler's hideout. They abandoned their cave after it was destroyed, and since there were too many bodies to clean after. Yeah, the crawlers have always been lazy ass demons, yet we kept them working for us because they were loyal.But now, now that they're hungry for revenge it was our time to attack. I want Basilea dead, soonest, and I've finally got the approval to do so from our elven king. The succubus demon had been a
Jealousy is a feeling that I've never felt before. It reeks and strangely pained me. I was not liking what it does to my energy level.I knew Armand visited Justus. I still didn't understand why he didn't want to have a threesome with him and me. I thought he loved me.*****The knowledge of King Armand having nightly visits to Justus's chamber was shocking at first. But when I finally asked he only told me that he loves me, not Justus.As if I understood his explanation, I didn't ask further. Though the wretched feeling stayed deep inside me, and it took more of my energy that it left me mostly a bit more tired by the end of the day.I usuall
I still couldn't believe that I lost Titus through betrayal. He was my mentor, the male figure that I looked up to when I was training under him.He made me the male that I am today. I was stronger because of him, I was an excellent fighter, a male with principles. That was why losing him to betrayal made me grieve just a little bit longer.*****"Magnus?"I turned as Gerold called my name. Smiling, I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and kissed his cheek. It was a couple of weeks after we got back from Armand's, and we'd been staying at Gerold's cottage. The were-witch kept on saying that he was going to help me out of my grief."You're righ
Rage is a powerful feeling, it knotted your inside, and flared your desire, making all feelings succumb to the burning madness.The elf, Justus, I trusted him, fucked him, gave him my all, and damn if I now feel like the stupidest male alive.*****The morning started peacefully, I woke up with Basilea by my side and went on to spend the rest of the morning with Bharat. He was my best candidate to replace Titus, then the rest of the rank will follow and Justus will move up when he finishes his training. The thought of him made me notice that he was not in training."Where's Justus?" I asked Bharat when I saw that he was not among our soldiers. He should be training, but he was not there. I ignored
I thought I was alone, I thought the reign of my kingdom was gone. Where were they when I needed them? Why now?My demon instinct was telling me to go with them and be with my kind when my mind was thinking about all the possibilities of things that might go wrong.I need my King, I need Armand.*****"Princess, we're here for you." A male being with skin dark as night earth, and wings velvety black draped gracefully around him. His body curved with lean muscles speaks out the perfection of an incubi demon. Behind him, a flight of more incubi and succubi demons hovers menacingly showing their strength in numbers.I hesitated, wanting
For once I was going to fight for my kind. Duh, maybe... I still have some doubts, but I might as well find out what is really going on. I was already where I was supposed to be anyway.The thought about Armand will come later. I still need to get away from this realm and figure out what I was going to do with my kind.Is saving them still an option? It should be, right?*****I was dressed in royal clothes, I was presentable and I looked royally beautiful. Though I don't feel as beautiful as I used to, not like the royalty I once had before, not without my wings. Beings were watching me as I was led down the path inside the palatial walls by Nicodemus, some looked at me strangely and I kn
The wings. My wings were within my vicinity, the elven king said so. I should be able to feel them. But since I couldn't, does thatmeanthe elf king lied to me?Maybe my instincts were bailing out on me, I've barely been using them for anything substantial.Not since I lost my wings.*****It was hours later when Justus and Cato finally left and locked me in my chamber. They both had been summoned by their king and once they were gone I couldn't move fast enough to start looking for a way out, but I did. I tried the door and it was locked, the windows were too high up but the ledge was walkable. Or so I thought when ten minutes later, I was walking with my back to the tower wall and my feet felt like jell