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The Luna's Groom 030 | The Taste of Temptation
[Mildly erotic scene ahead]E L E A N O R He shuts the door as I wrap my hands around his neck. His tongue slides into my mouth, deepening the kiss and amplifying the aching need for more of him. “Goodness, you taste divine,” he grunts, his hands threading through my hair. Heat rushes through my body, pooling low in my stomach as I feel the undeniable pressure of his growing arousal against me. His hands slide under my thighs, grazing my backside. I can hardly breathe. I wanted to shut out the voices in my head. Doing this with him had done just that. This man I should hate—I’m here, in his arms, clinging to him. He lifts me off my feet, hands firm on my lower body, tearing apart whatever thread of self-control I had left. “I want you,” I whisper breathlessly. It doesn’t sound like me—desperate, needy, craving him. I should hate this. I should hate him. His lips pause against mine. He pulls back, his breathing uneven. “What?” His voice is calm. Too calm. It only makes everythin
The Luna's Groom 029 | Off Limits.
E L E A N O RI sit on the edge of the bed after placing the tray carefully on the bedside table, the silence in the room wrapping itself around me like a heavy cloak, forcing me to face my thoughts.He’s here.Not a figment of some fleeting dream I’d jolt awake from, not a cruel flicker of memory my heart replays just to torment me—he’s here. Perseus is lying on the bed, barely a foot away, asleep on his back, his breathing calm and rhythmic. He looks so at peace, almost boyishly innocent, nothing like the man who’d painted the night red just hours ago.I’m tempted: so tempted to reach out and tuck a few stray strands of hair behind his ear. But I bite down on my lower lip, forcing myself to stay still. My fingers graze over my lips instead, recalling how his had felt against mine. That kiss. The way it had ignited something deep within me. The kind of kiss that makes your stomach flutter and twist with hunger. Hunger for more. More of him.The only man I’ve ever kissed before this w
The Luna's Groom 028 | Put It Out.
P E R S E U SEleanor winces, a soft sound escaping her lips as the pain registers—yet I don’t think she fully understands what’s just happened. She lets out a breathy giggle, the kind that only half-masks her confusion, then reaches up to gently wipe the blood off my lips with her thumb. I foolishly lean into the contact, letting my tongue glide across her finger. A dangerous game.“Crazy... you,” she slurs, her words sluggish as her stomach suddenly growls in protest.“I’m hungry, Perseus,” she whines, her voice dragging me back to my senses like a tether yanking at my spine.“I’m sorry, I forgot,” I say, struggling to find the right words while still hovering over her, reluctant to move.“Go get something to eat, will you?” she murmurs, softer now but still commanding. I’d do anything she asked in that moment—even if she yelled. Hell, I might like it. I just want to see her in pain again, but not out of cruelty. No. Out of obsession.“I’ll be back in a few minutes,” I promise, fina
The Luna's Groom 027 | Unwanted Desire.
P E R S E U SI couldn't guarantee that I wouldn’t leave her again—not when the shattered pieces of Ravon’s Blade are still scattered across the Earth like cursed relics waiting to be found. My duty demanded my loyalty, my blood, and often, my absence. But my wife... my wife needed me. And I wasn’t there.Guilt had wrapped its hands around my throat the moment I found out she was in danger—getting hurt—and I hadn’t known. I hadn’t felt it. The silence between our bond had never been louder than in that moment. I had barely crossed the castle gates when a maid collapsed at my feet, her body trembling and her eyes wild. “My name is Anna,” she gasped between sobs, clutching at my trousers. “Thank the stars you’re here. I was going to get help. They’ll kill her—your wife—they’ll kill her if you don’t do something.”I had doubted Beersheba partially, until I heard the screams. The kind that shattered glass and clawed at your bones. They reverberated through the entire palace, thick with ag
The Luna's Groom 026 | Craving Him.
E L E A N O R Perseus leads me to his room, the entire castle in chaos—shouts and hurried footsteps echo down the halls—but his expression remains stoic, thick with a rage that refuses to break. There is no trace of betrayal in his eyes, no sorrow, not even a flicker of pain. He is simply… angry. A raw, simmering anger. Instead of leaving me on the bed as I expected, he shuts the door behind us with a heavy thud, his movements deliberate. Without a word, he guides me toward the bathroom where a warm bath has already been drawn. The scent of lavender and the faint, soothing steam fills the room. As he sets me down on my feet, my legs wobble, too weak to support my own weight. His hands catch me, steadying me, and the warmth in his touch is oddly comforting. I lean into him, grateful for his support. A silence falls between us, heavy and thick. He doesn’t speak, doesn’t make a sound. I feel his breath against the nape of my neck, warm and unhurried. My pulse quickens, a flutter of so
The Luna's Groom 025 | Bloody Retribution.
E L E A N O R There’s a brief deliberation in my mind as I try to process what I’m feeling. I’m unsure whether I should be relieved that he’s here, frightened by the raw intensity of the rage in his eyes, or simply numb to it all. The man holding me lets go of my arms, and I rip the headless body off of me, the blood soaking through my clothes as I sit up, my head pounding with an ache that makes everything seem surreal. In the blink of an eye, Perseus drops his sword onto the bed, his movements quick and precise as he shoves the man to the wall, pinning him there with one hand clamped around his neck. With the other, he retracts his claw and slips it into the man’s chest, pulling out his heart with a cold, practiced motion. He tosses it carelessly at Margaret’s feet, her shocked squeak piercing the silence as she freezes in place, unable to move from her seat. I can’t tear my eyes away from the man’s heart, still pumping with life as it falls to the floor. The body crumples shortl
The Luna's Groom 024 | Narrow Escape.
E L E A N O R Numbness. That’s what I think the body resorts to when it’s grown tired—no, exhausted—from bearing the weight of pain for too long. My eyes are far too drained to weep anymore, the tears dried up somewhere between yesterday’s heartache and today’s betrayal. My body has had enough of aching, and my heart? It’s bleeding—still bleeding—from the wounds carved by disloyalty. But beneath that torment, a fire burns: rage. Pure, sharp, unwavering rage. An overwhelming need to avenge all that had been done to me. Marina. She would pay the most. That sweet-tongued, double-faced traitor. A devil’s advocate cloaked in innocence, whispering loyalty while plotting ruin in silence. Waiting, lurking, for the perfect moment to strike. I hadn’t even processed what my father had chosen to do to me, hadn’t fully absorbed the weight of his betrayal, when Marina twisted the knife even deeper. Betrayal was a foreign agony to me until now—an ache I had read about in books, seen in stories,
The Luna's Groom 023 | In His Eyes.
P E R S E U S "Beersheba doesn’t like multiple visitors. She’d think it’s an ambush," I say to Hakim as we cross the narrow bridge suspended over misty waters, the one that leads directly to the Serpent Goddess’s hidden temple. Fabian had no doubt overestimated Beersheba’s power. I’ve been to her temple before. She had a habit—no, a twisted obsession—with disguising her dwelling to mimic various forms. It was a trick she perfected to lure in her prey—men, mostly—whom she devoured not through brute force, but through seduction. Beersheba is believed to be the first succubus to break free from her kind, after a feud with her sister that history never recorded, a mystery lost to time. When I found her temple, it had taken the form of a modest inn. I was injured from the war and desperate for a place to rest. Back then, she had disguised herself as a charming innkeeper. Strangely enough, we’d built a fragile rapport. It never blossomed into anything more—at least, not from my end. Our
The Luna's Groom 022 | She Never Learns.
E L E A N O R It felt like the abyss I always fell into in my nightmares—endless, black, suffocating. A pit of despair with no light and no end. I let out a scream when my back slammed against the cold, damp ground—muddy, slimy, and worst of all, drowned in darkness. “See you outside, Eleanor,” Dolores’s voice echoes faintly from above, but my body’s already limp, drained of all energy from the fall. I close my eyes, trembling. I don’t want to sleep. I’m terrified that if I do, I won’t wake up. But deep down, I hope—desperately—that this ends tonight. That maybe, just maybe, it is just another nightmare. I could understand an ice bath. That would’ve been painful but logical in the twisted logic of their world. But locking me inside a dark, abandoned well? That crossed into a territory I couldn’t wrap my mind around. This wasn't like the training I endured at home. That was cruel, yes—but it had purpose. It was supposed to mold me. Here, every task felt like it was designed to dis
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