[ IN WHICH SHE IS A TORTURED AND SAVED ] I have felt the heat of the scorching sun. Been bruised by the steam from a kettle. Accidentally burnt myself while playing with the flames from a candle. I have felt heat so intense that I have gone unconscious; however, none of those incidents from my childhood are equivalent to the pain I feel right at this moment. Luca shows no mercy as he holds the hot rod to my skin. I jerk my head back, trying my hardest to get away from the burning item. My mouth is open wide as screams of terror escape. “Please!” I scream, begging Luca to stop. “Please, stop.” Tears fall down my face. … [i always wondered why i never cried as a child. and now, i know. it was because i had left pain so maddening in my past life, so nothing on earth could measure up to the pain i would go through in Alkhemi] … The rod burns through the fabric of my clothes, burning into my belly. I let out a scream as the room becomes hot, like a sizzling summer. The sound of my s
[ IN WHICH SHE MAKES A CONFESSION ]Luca isn't dead. The pointy edge of the smokey sword can be seen, sticking out of Luca's back. Sin had driven the blade through his heart, leaving the hilt out of his body; however, the red-haired man is not dead. He is supposed to be, but he's not. He looks up at Sin from his position on the ground, a devilish smile playing on his lips. The weird scene doesn't faze the King, but it makes me squirm in discomfort. Sin snaps his head to me, taking his grey eyes off his bleeding brother. His intense gaze causes my breathing to hitch. I jolt in my seat when he moves closer to me. I don’t know if I jolt at something else, or because he looks deadly at the moment. It is most definitely the latter. In the time frame of a second, Sin killed five men. He may have done worse to the guards that have been surrounding the building. Who knows how many bodies he crushed the moment he crashed into the building with full force. He sent the walls crumbling down. H
[ IN WHICH SHE STARTS A FIRE ] Lies. A false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive; an intentional untruth.Sin lied to me. How do I know? It is the same with what the woman from the open market said, ‘dead people can tell when someone's dead’. And the same thing goes for the living. The living can tell when someone's alive. I can feel Rome. I can feel his claws tugging at my heart as he calls out to me. I can hear him telling me to come to him. I can feel him more closer than ever now. He is lurking at the back of my mind, making it difficult to forget about him. He is telling me he's waiting for me; he's alive. He is not dead. Sin said he was dead. He lied.Why do people tell lies? They tell lies, because they are frightened by the truth. They are terrified of the reality that will come from the truth. Even a powerful King like Sin is terrified of the truth. Whoever this Rome is, he's afraid that I'll find out who he is. Possibly because he's afraid I might fall in
[ IN WHICH SHE IS ON FIRE ] Smoke fills the hallways in no time. The maids and several other workers from the mansion run helter skelter as they search for buckets of water and other items that can be used to put out the fire. I stand still, amidst the chaos I have created, waiting for the huge, brown door to fall off. My vision gets blurry, and my view of the door gets blurred out by the smoke, and, soon, I begin to cough. My oxygen gets cut off. I grow impatient waiting for the door to come off. Unsatisfied with the way my plan has turned out, I look around to see the fire is already being put out by the workers. I didn't think through this before I decided to set the door ablaze. Not having the time and energy to stop the maids and servants, I need to find another way to break open the door. The house isn't entirely made up of wood, but bricks, so the fire doesn't do much damage as I had hoped. I spot a small metallic chair by a corner. It looks like one of those chairs one cou
(warning; this chapter you are about to read contains sexual content, and language, which may not be appropriate for all audiecnes. please read at your own discretion) [ IN WHICH SHE SCREAMS ] I shift to make myself comfortable on the couch, watching expectantly as he kneels between my legs. Sin slowly takes off my shoes, and my dress rides up after. A blush creeps up my face when my lace panties are on full display. I get a little self-conscious since we have never gotten this far. Having second thoughts, I begin to cover myself up, but the low groan of pleasure from Sin’s throat makes me keep my legs wide open. “God,” he sighs, squeezing my thighs. “You will be the death of me.” I smirk at his position. “What if someone sees us?” I move my eyes to the doorframe. He smiles. “You are the one who burnt it down, so I assume you want them to watch us,” he says, leaning forward and pressing his lips on the insides of my thighs. I bite my lip at how insanely pleasant his kisses are on
[ IN WHICH TWO MEN PLOT EVIL ] There is something you should know: that night Sin took me on a ride through the sensual realms of bliss, something was lurking in the shadows; something dangerous. And this time, the danger wasn't Sin. The danger was someone else; it was something else.Something neither one of us expected. And it was coming fast to hunt us.I did tell you that the devil was everywhere, that he could be anyone at anytime. That night, the devil was the Lycan King and Luca, who was originally known as Lust. While Sin and I explored each other's bodies, these two men met up in the dark of the night to plot what could only be best described as the most wicked plan ever to be plotted.I shared a connection with the Kings— that I already knew. But what I didn't know was that I shared a different one with the Lycan King. There was this string tying us together. It was invisible to the eyes of others, not even Sin could see it. Rome and I were the only ones who saw the string,
[ IN WHICH HE GETS HANDLED ] SIN'S POV: Daylight streams in through the windows. Streaks of light shine down on November's face. I watch her twist a little from the discomfort, so I lift my palms up, blocking the light rays, and after a few seconds, she settles back into her sleep. Her olive skin glows under the light, while mine shimmers underneath it, the painful sting causing the skin cells to awaken. Sunlight always complimented her beautiful, caramel skin, and it still beautifies it, even while she is asleep and unaware.I raise my bare arm higher, letting it absorb the heat as I protect the woman beside me from getting her sleep disturbed. However, my arms are not the only part of my body which is bare. The rest of my body is too, and so is the magnificent lady laying beside me. The only thing covering our bodies are the robes my maids had set in the room several days prior. But beneath that, nothing. Absolutely nothing.Thoughts of last night crawls into my mind, and it bec
[ IN WHICH SHE DISCOVERS MORE ]There is something I have discovered. Sin is a natural leader, in everything... but sometimes, even a leader wants to be led, guided, even ordered and controlled. And I take that opportunity to lead his way through the realm of bliss.I enjoy being above him, running my fingers through his black hair and tracing his tattoos. And Sin clearly enjoys it too, judging by the way he twitches in my hold and the way he moans in my ears. When he is like this, so raw and erotic, I cannot help but moan along with him. My need is like an electric blanket. It has been turned up on high and wrapped tightly around my body. I longed to be free of the intense heat, but at the same time I reveled in it, I loved it, and I liked the feeling of sweat beading on my skin. Each and every part of my body rises to the surface, and I just quiver there, anticipating. Anticipating Sin's release. God, what is happening to me? What is happening to us? How can we go from hating each