LOGINA young woman, Luxiana Sommeris, has always struggled with sleep paralysis, the strange condition leaving her vulnerable in the quiet hours of the night. When the episodes start becoming more vivid, she dismisses them as nothing more than overactive nightmares—until one night, she feels the touch of something more. In her dream, a dark figure appears a mysterious, sensual stranger who haunts her nights. What she doesn't know is that Damien, the incubus she encounters, isn’t merely a figment of her imagination but a creature bound to her through ancient ties.
View MoreLuxiana SommerisI found myself in the Dream Realm again, the quiet hum of the air whispering secrets only I could understand. My steps carried me to the heart of the place—the center of my so-called kingdom, where reality bent to the will of thought, and the skies never quite stayed the same. Ever since balance had been restored between the waking world and the dream, my powers had begun to guide me here instinctively, as if this place had become my soul’s second home.It was the necklace that led me, glowing softly against my chest, pulling me forward with a gentle but persistent warmth. Being here often helped me forget, even if only for a fleeting moment, the painful truth—that I had lost him. Forever, I thought. But now that I was here again, the ache was returning, blooming like a wound that never truly healed.Each time I raised my hands, waves of light energy rippled outward in silent circles, spreading across the invisible fabric of the realm. It was how I monitored every
Luxiana SommerisI don’t know when the drinking started—only that it never really stopped.At first, it was just a glass, something to take the edge off the silence. The kind of silence that presses down on you, curls up beside you, and refuses to leave, no matter how many lights you turn on or how loud you let the music play.But now the bottle is always half empty, and I’ve stopped pretending it’s for the taste. Every night, I sit by the window with a glass in my hand, letting the cold air slip through the cracks and wrap around me like arms I haven’t felt in far too long. The brandy tastes like fire and memory. Damien used to tease me for not liking it. Said I had no appreciation for the good stuff. Now it’s the only thing that feels real.I tell myself it’s just a way to sleep. To quiet my thoughts. To hold back the ache long enough to make it through the night.But I know better. I’m not sleeping. I’m floating. Numb. Caught between remembering and trying not to. Every corner of
DamienShe closed her eyes for a brief moment, as if steadying herself, gathering the strength to say something she had long kept buried. “But this… this is the first time I’ve ever seen you want something purely for yourself. Not because of duty, not because of vengeance, not because of pain—but because of love,” she said, her voice quiet but steady, each word wrapped in something raw and rare. Her gaze hardened ever so slightly, but behind it shimmered something more vulnerable, something filled with unspoken emotion. “An emotion that should have long died within beings like us… but somehow, in you, it survived.”She looked at me with a kind of ache that couldn’t be hidden, and when she spoke again, her voice was softer—almost a whisper carried by the weight of centuries. “And it would be cruel of me—selfish of me—to keep you chained here, knowing your heart no longer belongs to me… no longer beats at my command.”I couldn’t speak. My breath caught somewhere between my lungs and
DamienI woke up the next day with a strange emptiness beside me—she was gone. The spot where her warmth should have been was cold, untouched, as if she had never been there at all. I found myself back in my quarters within the faction, lying on the stiff mattress beneath the darkened canopy that filtered out any light. My head throbbed slightly as I sat up, trying to piece together how I had returned to this place.Had the grim reapers dragged me back again? It wouldn't be the first time. They warned me no, they made it very clear that I needed to be restrained, that I had crossed too many lines, failed too many times. They said my shortcomings were dangerous, not just to others, but to the fragile balance between realms.Still dazed, I rose to my feet and stepped out into the dim corridor. My mind was a storm of confusion, the edges of reality blurred like smeared ink. I glanced down at my hands, only to find the ring—the same ring we exchanged on our wedding day—still on my fing
Luxiana Sommeris“Crap, crap,” I muttered under my breath, wiping sweat from my forehead as I pushed myself to keep going. My lungs burned, each breath ragged, but I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t stop. The shadows were still behind me, stretching closer with every second.If I stopped now, they would
Luxiana SommerisDamien and I couldn’t continue our conversation because, as soon as those words left his lips, he vanished into thin air, leaving me alone with my thoughts.I’m unsure why he disappeared so abruptly, and his sudden departure gnawed at my mind. I waited, hoping he might return, but
Luxiana Sommeris“Oh, this?” Damien’s voice was nonchalant, but his battered appearance said otherwise. He sauntered toward me, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips despite the bruises marring his sharp features. “I had a little chat with some people in the faction. Let’s say their opinions didn
Luxiana SommerisAs we sat down with our coffee orders in hand, Anton leaned forward, a curious smile on his lips. “So, how long have you been in the city, Luxiana?” he asked, his voice casual yet warm. Then, almost as an afterthought, he added, “Oh, and how old are you? I just realized I might no
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