20 years laterâŚ. Somewhere in the deserted lands. A womanâs breaths came in ragged gasps as she sprinted through the desolate streets, her heart pounding in her chest. Her clothing was tattered and filthy, remnants of once-sturdy fabric now hanging in rags. Dirt and grime smeared her skin, and blood trickled from a fresh cut on her forehead, the result of a close encounter with a jagged piece of debris. The cold, ashen wind whipped through her tangled hair, stinging her eyes and stealing what little warmth her body had left. Clutched tightly in her arms was a small, precious bundle of foodâenough to sustain her for a few days, maybe more if rationed carefully. She had risked everything to obtain it, but now she was paying the price. Behind her, a frenzied mob gave chase, their faces twisted with desperation and hunger. Shouts, growls and curses echoed through the empty streets, the sound growing louder with each passing moment. Sera's legs burned with exhaustion, every muscle
The scene begins with silence, broken only by Aidenâs anguished sobs. The patch of grass beneath his knees feels cold, damp from the dew of a night that would never see dawn. His fingers rake the earth, trembling as he claws at it, desperate to find some semblance of reality in a world that seemed to crumble before his eyes.âNoâŚâ His voice is hoarse, barely audible. âThis canât be real⌠NoâŚâHe shakes his head violently, his tears falling onto the grass. His breath comes in sharp, uneven bursts as he presses his palms into the ground, trying to push himself to his feet. When he finally stands, his legs wobble beneath him, threatening to collapse with the weight of his despair. He turns his gaze to Saph, crouching beside him, her small frame trembling as she cries into her hands.âSaph,â he whispers, his voice cracking as he grabs her shoulders and pulls her up to face him. âHey, Saph. Donât cry, okay? Donât worry. Theyâre fineâMomma and Dad are fine.âHis words sound hollow even to h
Zacharyâs body felt heavy, his heart throbbing like a wound that refused to heal. He could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on him, each breath more labored than the last. The storm, the crashing waves, the airâtheir fury was a palpable force, like a dark hand creeping toward him. He closed his eyes, resigned to the inevitable. The world was ending, and there was nothing left to fight for.âGoodbye, Son,â he whispered hoarsely, the words laced with a sorrow too deep to express.âAiden... Dadda loves you.â The finality of it cut through him like a dagger, sharp and unforgiving.âNooooo!â Aidenâs scream broke through the tension, raw and frantic. Zacharyâs heart clenched as the sound echoed around himâhis son, desperate, helpless.But before the torrent could touch him, before the wind could tear him apart and the water could swallow him whole, a figure appearedâEirene.She moved with a fierce determination, her body blocking the inevitable like a shield. Her palms extended o
Aidenâs right leg was impatiently thumping against the wooden floor, his hands clammy as he looked up at the ticking wall clock. Two hours have passed, he can feel the tremors every few minutes, but since the last ten minutes there have been none. He couldn't help pray to the moon goddess. Everyone please be fine. Moon goddess please protect them. A hand rests on his shaking leg and Aiden looks up to meet Saphâs eyes( Sera and Saph are the same). â Calm down. They are gonna be fine.â He interlocks his fingers with her to press them to his chest. Closing his eyes. He takes deep breath when he feels that gnawing in his chest return.Something is wrong⌠terribly wrong. He can feel it. The pain, the desperation. â This is enough. I canât stay here anymore.â Getting up on his feet Aiden proclaims when Ravenâs anxious eyes meet his. They have brought Aiden here, miles away from the battlefield before the war even began. These were Eirene and Zachâs instructions and the little b
To an outsider, it might have looked like the heavens themselves opened their gates, and chaos poured out. A colossal wave, commanded by Zaid, surged forward, casting a shadow over the battlefield and drowning the cries of terror in its deafening roar. The resisting army faltered, panic spreading like wildfire as the wave moved with sentient intent, its every motion controlled by Zaidâs elemental power.âTake it, motherfuckers! Die!â Zaidâs manic laughter rang across the field as he unleashed his fury.But just as the wave threatened to swallow everything, a powerful roar split through the chaos.âStand your ground!â Zacharyâs voice boomed, unwavering, as he dropped to his knees and placed his hand firmly against the trembling earth. The veins in his arms bulged with strain as he summoned his strength. The ground beneath them answered his call, erupting upward to form a massive barrier of rock and earth. The wall collided with the wave, forcing it to break and redirect its wrath back
The sheets were ripped to tatters, the furniture in the room upturned and broken as he took her in every corner of the room. Eireneâs moans echo around as her nails dig into his naked back, head polled back and eyes rolling over as he thrusts inside her. Filling her, making her feel complete in years. â Zach.., ahhâ He continues to kiss each and every inch of her skin, his lips claiming her neck to descend down to her chest and naval. Her legs tremble body comes undone and he watches her, loving her dripping with wetness. Placing her back on the bed, he continues to show her the heights of ecstscy she has missed. Her hand tug on his hair this time, almost begging him to take her. There was dominance in his touch, yet submission in his eyes. A roughness of his hands yet softness of his lips. Eirene is taken back all those years to that night she did it with him for the first time. And she wonât lie. She felt alive after years. Back in his arms. The line between what is
The pain becomes unbearable, I start clawing my chest and when I thought its all over? A hand slams on my chest and my back is pushed against a wall. My hazy vision shows me those brown orbs. â Damm it!â She curses, to only pull out some herbs from her pocket. Placing them in her own mouth, she chews on them before pushing them into my mouth. â Chew on them dammit!â I blankly stare at her concerned eyes, slowly moving my mouth. While any other person would be scared of death right now all I could think of was that I had her juices in my mouth. Like literally. She chewed on those herbs before giving them to me. Did she indirectly kiss me? I am fucked up for thinking like this. What level of crazy would define that? But then this is what I am for her. Madly insanely in love with my dewdrop. My heart starts calming down and I see relief flood in her eyes as she places her palm on my chest, monitoring my heartbeat. A trail of sweat dribbles down her chin and I lift my hea
One month laterâŚ. The werewolf Kingdom has been taken over by the new King and Queen; Caden and Emerald. The prior King Zachary was declared to be dead with his absence from the court and his service to the world was honoured with a death ceremony. From the very first day Caleb took the throne, council heads were called and all the laws in the werewolf code of conduct have been re written. Despite the resistance from the four packs ( Resisting allies) who have still not accepted him as the king, his rule prevailed. The people were ecstatic to have a new King. With Zacharyâs prolonged ailment, commoners long started doubting his ability to lead their world. They wanted a new ruler, new ideologies, fresh blood and they had him. But as they say, if you want to see someoneâs true colours? Give them power. The taxes were tripled, burdening the common people, with the simple reason that funds were needed if a war was to break out with the four resisting packs. The council became a
My body was moving on its own accord, aligning itself to him, moving towards him, begging him like a bitch. And he watches it, denying and allowing whenever he wished. Dancing me to his tunes, making me damp the very betsheets under me. â That pervert thought he could touch this, huh?â He continues to lay kisses all over my chest and neck. â He thought he could even look at you?â Lifting up my wrists, he starts kissing my fingers and I feel my toes curl. That look in his eyes, he almost looked mad, insane. â You were and will forever be mine, Dewdrop! Mine! Anyone who even dares to touch you! Is dead!â His eye were carnal, almost animalistic like there is no tomorrow. And I wonât lie. I felt a shiver of fear yet possesiveness travel down my spine. â Umm ZachâŚâ I moan a muffled scream and he crashed his lips on mine. Not stopping even for a second, to let me speak. My body burns up like a furnace, his arms wrap around me in a protective band and the next thing I k