The Final Battle Continues…
Zachariah wakes slowly, tightening his arms and only finding air. he reaches his hand out to be met with cold sheets. He sits up and looks around. He smiles to himself when he sees the light on in the bathroom and hears the shower running.
Zachariah slips out of bed and walks over to the bathroom with every intention of joining his mate. However, the scene in front of him as he enters has him bewildered.
He moves quickly, stepping into the shower and crouching in front of her, first grabbing her hands, stopping her from doing any more damage to her skin. Then he places one hand on her cheek as he scans her body, assessing the damage, stopping at the two bites he can see on the top swell of both breasts.
He lets out a low growl, bringing her eyes to his. Zachariah doesn't get to say or do anything as Yasmine's resolve breaks completely and she jumps at him, whimpering.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I coul
The Final Battle Continues... She was off limits; she was the Masters; she was Kastrath's. The general forced the lower Demon back to their world as he landed and then took his place lying over the beautiful female that will be his Queen. Yasmine struggles against the new Demon but stops rather quickly as she feels the difference between the Demon that was just holding her to the one that is now. She looks into his bright red eyes and he seems to smirk at her before leaning down and running his double-forked tongue over her skin. Yasmine shivers in disgust and starts struggling again as the general leans down and pushes his rough, demonic voice into her head, “You, my dear female, are lucky that you are already claimed for if you weren't your life from now on, would be a nightmare for you, however; pure hell for me…” Yasmine tenses as she is then hit by her gift opening and entering into the Demon on
>YASMINE“So this is what it feels like to die… I thought it would have hurt more…” “But we aren’t truly dead, are we?” Zelda asks. “Yes, but No… We are in the in-between. The nothingness between life and death.” Lorelei answers. “So, how long we here for?” I ask, looking around at the endless darkness around us. “We are being held to our body through the power of the ancient dagger. So as long as nothing has happened to Zachariah, then we will return to our body once he removes the dagger and Summer performs the resurrection ritual...” “What happens if something has happened to Zachariah and he can’t remove the dagger and someone else does?” Zelda asks, getting more worried. “I don’t know and I hope that we never find out…” Lorelei says, finally not having the answer. “You have nothing to worry about, my daughter. Everything is as it should be. You can and will return to your loved ones soon.” I turn in the dark and just manage to spot the blue glow as it fades into the dar
My name is Yasmine, and I am approaching my eighteenth year. I’m barely five feet tall, but my rebellious attitude makes up for it, I was always getting into trouble with the elders for not obeying the rules and keeping to my place as a girl growing into a woman should. I have emerald green eyes, golden brown skin, and long raven black hair that I wear in a bun at the base of my neck. My village community was small, with only around two thousand people, and we were what outsiders considered old-fashioned and self-sufficient, which meant that everyone worked, regardless of age but like all old-style villages the men had their place and so did the women, we all travelled by horse, horse, and cart, or on foot. We have the fundamental stores that any country town has or requires in the village’s main centre, including a seamstress for our clothes, a butcher, a bakery, and a market for all the fresh fruit, vegetables, dairy, and any food for the village’s animals. In additi
Every year, my friends and I look forward to attending and taking part in the celebration, but as our eighteenth birthdays approach, the party this year brings more worry than delight. We were all born within a few months of each other, but I had the misfortune of being the first to reach the age of eighteen. The second terrifying aspect of it this year is that my eighteenth birthday comes on the day of the celebration, and the beast leaders’ five-year raid is approaching. Thankfully, the celebration takes place during the day every five years, and the village is sealed down as soon as dusk falls. Not that it matters to me; if these beasts want into our homes, they will get in regardless.The elders erected a safety bunker on the other side of the town with enough accommodation for the entire village after the leader of these beasts declared he would invade the village every five years. Some of the snobbish elders now had basements or underground rooms built inside thei
"I woke up in one of the other Elders' huts and our lives have been like that since that day. The other Elders agreed to allow me to teach the basics of what I remember from their teaching back then, but because of the possibility of losing everyone, including the village, no one is allowed to use what I teach them on the night of the celebrations especially against them during the five-year raid. Now, Yasmine, only the Elders know this information and I am trusting you with not passing it onto your friends...""I would never betray the trust you put in me, Sir! You were the only one to believe in me and allow me the chance to prove myself, even though I am a girl.""And you have done that way too many times. Yasmine, you are way too good for this village. I am sure you are meant to do much more, but I am afraid that it is not here that you will do it. Just remember, no matter where you end up, be yourself, never allow anyone to make you less than what you
This hesitation cost me because someone then wrapped two significantly enormous arms around me from behind. Fortunately, I am on the smaller side, and as I demonstrated to Elder Miles, I could exploit this to wiggle out of practically every hold the guys tried to keep me in. So I wiggle and struggle in his arms, causing him to reposition them in an attempt to get a better grip on me, which is exactly what I wanted because it gave me a bit more movement.I toss my head back, hitting his nose, and then I throw my elbows back, hitting both sides of his ribs at the same moment, loosening his grip on me even more and allowing me to slip down and out of his arms. When I get to the ground, I crouch and then kick out my leg, rotating as I do so, sweeping his legs backward and causing him to fall hard to the ground.I smile and rise back to my feet, but it's not for long since I'm suddenly surrounded by three more beasts, the first of whom I manage to avoid. I know I've been lu
As he walks out of the town centre and back into the woods, I raise my head and gaze over to where my house is; the last time I see my grandmother, she is quietly sobbing in the shattered doorway of our hut, as the leader of the beasts carries me off into the woods and an uncertain future.I continue to fight despite the fact that it appears to be accomplishing nothing except exhausting me; I groan and, for the first time, attempt to communicate with the beast that is holding me captive.“Do you believe you could help me walk by putting me down?”“NO!”So, since that didn’t work, I’m going to try something new. “When you claimed I was yours, what did you mean?”“You're Mine!”“You already said that... Where are we going?”“Quiet!”“NO!”This appears to surprise him, as he stops for a second, leading me to believe that he
I return to the room and re-examine everything; the only door I haven’t tried must go to a corridor within the building; approaching the door, I lay my hand on the handle and attempt to open it. I repress a chuckle when I discover the door is locked, but I didn’t really expect it to be unlocked, so I groan in disgust and return to the balcony. I know I did a lot of fighting yesterday, and my muscles are quite sore as a result, but I’m not going to sit here and wait for Zachariah to determine what he’ll do to me.Shifting to the side where the railing meets the side of the house... or whatever place I’m in. I lean over the edge, look down, and shudder; I’ve never been a big fan of heights, but I’m not going to let it get the best of me and prevent me from getting away from here. There aren’t many places to hold, but that hasn’t stopped me before, and it won’t this time either. I take a big breath and climb over