“She won again.”Yvonne scoffed at the news delivered by the head maid, Paige. Her fists clenched in anger. When would that annoying little bitch finally lose—or better yet, die?Ever since she had challenged her six years ago, back when Yvonne was Lord Lucas’ mistress, Yvonne had harbored deep hatred for Lylah and wished she would one day lose a match and perish in the arena.Perhaps one day, Yvonne would kill her herself.“I have more news, my lady,” Paige said. “The Queen has delivered a girl.”Yvonne’s eyes widened with excitement. “She did?”“Yes, my lady. The King has already heard of it.”Yvonne’s heart swelled with joy as she glanced down at her own swollen belly. Six months pregnant with the King’s child.“I will be the one to give him an heir. And once he sees that, he’ll make me his Queen.”Another person she despised was Brigid, the Queen, and it was because she was her competition.Yvonne had grown up lowborn, covered in dirt, cast out and forgotten. Until she clawed her
Finally, after many hours of cries, prayers and hardwork, the sound of a baby's cry echoed through the delivery room. Queen Brigid collapsed back onto the bed, pale and utterly exhausted to the core.After drawing in several deep breaths, she tilted her head toward the head maid holding the child and panic rose in her as she noticed the older woman staring at the baby with disappointment.“What is it?” Brigid rasped.The other midwives said nothing. They only began to clear the room and clean her body. The silence, only by the baby’s cry.“The Queen gave birth to a girl. Again,” the head maid said flatly.Queen Brigid’s heart stopped. Her lips quivered in deep fear. After laboring for almost three days… this was all she got?“No… no, no no. Please no. That’s not true.”“Bring the knife.”“Nooo!!! Do not fucking do it! Don’t you dare hurt my child! Don’t you have any feeling as a woman?! My baby did nothing!!!” Brigid screamed hysterically, veins bulging at her neck and forehead.“Thi
A painful scream shook the four corners of the room. The woman, soaked in sweat, trembled violently in bed as she labored.Blood damped the thick sheet beneath her, her legs spread apart.“Take it out! Fucking take it out!!!”“Almost there, my Queen. You just need to push a little more,” the older palace midwife—also the head maid—said gently from between the Queen’s thighs.“Get it out. Please! I’m so tired,” cried the exhausted woman.It had been seventy-two long hours, and every bone in her body ached with fire. She was sweating profusely, her hair, spread across the bed—soaked through.Gripping the maids on either side of her, she let out an ear-wracking scream.Outside the labor room, the other maids were panicking. The Queen's fifth labor had lasted longer than the previous four. Pity flashed across their faces—not just because she sounded as though she might die giving birth, but because the King did not care. He hadn’t even come to check on her once.At the moment, the King w
NOTE TO READERS: This the last season to the book and it's titled: The Dragon Queen's return. Still the same story, same characters with different twist and and suspense. You're going to love it. __________INTRO{Lylah's short narrate}Fate.One fucking word I hate the most.It’s unstoppable.Yeah, I tried to believe that shit, but it always comes down to the same conclusion…Fuck fate. Fuck the Moon Goddess. And fuck everyone.Six years ago, my sister was betrayed by a man she wrongly loved. He left her to die, but fate twisted, and she got sold to satisfy the lonely king’s rut—a male known as the strongest in the realm, teetering on the edge of insanity.She survived, but enemies rose against her—only that the king got obsessed and fell in love, mated to her.But there was one problem: she bears the blood of the enemies who rained terror and fire upon the moon realm centuries ago.When her bloodline was exposed, more brutal enemies rose. A blood said to be forbidden. They called
Arianna nodded, and Selene stepped out of Eryndor’s protection, dropped her lamp to the floor, and began hurling fireballs at the Lycans, pushing them back.They shot arrows at her, but Eryndor protected its master while Arianna secretly climbed onto its back, still channeling energy to her stomach.Valoreth’s jaw clenched at the sight. Without warning, he shifted into his half-form and launched toward Arianna, but she saw it coming.With a scream, she shot fire at him, the attack fueled by her anger and pain. It struck Valoreth, sending him crashing down. The mage quickly extinguished the flames with magic but didn't use it to stop Arianna.“Go now!” Selene shouted. Eryndor cast a worried glance at its master.Understanding, tears fell from Selene’s eyes. She reached out and touched its beak.“I love you, Eryn,” she whispered. The beast screeched softly in return. “Take her far from here at all costs. Fly with the greatest speed. This might be the end for us.”Eryndor’s pupils dilate
By the time Lylah got to the tree, she was breathing heavily. The headache she’d been battling had doubled, twisting her stomach in such a sick way that she vomited onto a nearby trunk. She was a breath away from passing out.Every bone in her body ached. She had no idea what was wrong with her, but that was the least of her problems right now.She forced herself to the lever and pulled it. The tree shifted, stretching open to reveal the hidden cage. Before Lylah could check, Eryndor burst out of the hole, screeching. Its fiery eyes were blazing with fury—angry and terrifying.It flapped its wings urgently, the force rippling through the trees and knocking Lylah to the ground. She landed hard on her elbow.Rising into the air, it paused at a certain height before shooting toward the Citadel like a blazing comet.Lylah scrambled to her feet, pulled out her twin daggers and sprinted through the woods.Tears streamed down her cheeks, her boots slamming against the earth with loud, desper