The QueenMoriah “More, more,” I yelled desperately, like an addict demanding the next dose. “Armaloth, more, give me more.” He smirked wickedly, dumping the rest of his load on me, pushing it deeper. My body was experiencing the heights of delight, so I closed my eyes to be able to feel how high my mind was. Armaloth kept unloading his seeds, and it seemed that there was no end. He held me by the head again with his hands and kissed me deeply.I kissed him in response. The pleasure he had given me was so much that all the previous suffering had remained in the past. Our tongues were tangled with each other, I still felt his fangs ripping and piercing my skin with each kiss, but I didn't care, I felt in the clouds.

The forest Moriah   The man in front of me was Armaloth, my husband, who I had forgotten about until now. With my mouth open, I watched him. What could he want now, why come here, in my forest? “Moriah, my wife, I have come for you, it is time for you to return to me.” I narrowed my eyes to what he said, why now? After getting up from the ground, I stayed in the same place. His gaze was firmly fixed on me, but I was just figuring out what to say next. My husband was looking at me with his eyes lit up like magma emerging from a volcano as he realized I did not want to return to him. “My husband, I want to stay here. It's a beautiful place.” After saying that, I turned my back on him and started to walk. Back to my beautiful life here. But a terrifying sou

The crown protects her Armaloth   Sadly, Persephone's crown protects her from me. It is the symbol that identifies her as the beloved of the king of the underworld. However, I had seen through the ghoulish plans of my enemies. It was brilliant, just brilliant. At the moment, I cannot attack her. I need a compelling pretext to get the crown to abandon her. Everything will happen in time; I can only be patient. As Drickblood strode towards me, her steps were powerful and determined. This demon has grown so much in power that it would be fair to say that if she faces me in a battle, she would cause me some trouble. Therefore, I need to end her as soon as possible. Lean my head against the back of my throne, and silently wait for her to speak. "My dear king,

I'm going to die hereMoriah I've been here for days, or so I think. I don't really know how long it's been since Armaloth confined me to his catacombs. Not only that but I'm chained to a wall, like a wild animal. My neck is shackled with a metal chain that is hooked to the wall. It is so short that I can hardly lie on the floor to sleep without hanging myself.My feet and hands are chained too, and my body is not good. I have a lot of pain in my stomach. From the first day that I felt a pain piercing my insides until today, it has not stopped. All the time it is present, the only moment it stops is when the king is resting. And I am having a hard time recovering from the damage they are inflicting on me.I feel very sick, my body starts to feel hungry and there is nothing I can do, no one has fed me in all this time. The times when

Its a horseMoriah The blows continued to rain on me, some struck several times in the same place. It seemed that they took turns between them, my crying did not reach their deaf ears. No one had mercy on me, my strength was leaving me again. I could no longer distinguish what was happening anymore.  I only felt the pain in my back, blood began to come out of the wounds. Not only that, but I could see how it dripped through my legs, and they ended up being absorbed by the dirt.I also felt blows on my head, a lash reached my cheek, breaking my skin. There was no place that was not marked now. My voice ended, I had nothing else to scream, my tears also ended, I had to close my eyes to wait for everything to end.In the distance, I heard a shout saying,