I still couldn't believe that I lost Titus through betrayal. He was my mentor, the male figure that I looked up to when I was training under him.He made me the male that I am today. I was stronger because of him, I was an excellent fighter, a male with principles. That was why losing him to betrayal made me grieve just a little bit longer.*****"Magnus?"I turned as Gerold called my name. Smiling, I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and kissed his cheek. It was a couple of weeks after we got back from Armand's, and we'd been staying at Gerold's cottage. The were-witch kept on saying that he was going to help me out of my grief."You're righ

I thought I was alone, I thought the reign of my kingdom was gone. Where were they when I needed them? Why now?My demon instinct was telling me to go with them and be with my kind when my mind was thinking about all the possibilities of things that might go wrong.I need my King, I need Armand.*****"Princess, we're here for you." A male being with skin dark as night earth, and wings velvety black draped gracefully around him. His body curved with lean muscles speaks out the perfection of an incubi demon. Behind him, a flight of more incubi and succubi demons hovers menacingly showing their strength in numbers.I hesitated, wanting

The wings. My wings were within my vicinity, the elven king said so. I should be able to feel them. But since I couldn't, does that mean the elf king lied to me?Maybe my instincts were bailing out on me, I've barely been using them for anything substantial. Not since I lost my wings.*****It was hours later when Justus and Cato finally left and locked me in my chamber. They both had been summoned by their king and once they were gone I couldn't move fast enough to start looking for a way out, but I did. I tried the door and it was locked, the windows were too high up but the ledge was walkable. Or so I thought when ten minutes later, I was walking with my back to the tower wall and my feet felt like jell

Bravery is something me and my warriors never lacked and sometimes it puts us in dangerous situations.But I did not worry for it'll help us take back Basilea. I'd risk my life to have her back in my arms.*****The dragons were hidden until we command them out of hiding. They had been trained well by their handlers and I was confident that they will stay and take us back when it was time.Gerold said that he had communicated with his contact in the palace and he had instructed us to go through the west side entrance of the palatial ground, and so we did. No one bothered with our arrival, seemed like it was the least unguarded point of entry of the outer part of the pala

When the need to survive was strong, the will to fight was even stronger. I need to save him, I need to get my Armand away from the deranged elven king.Wings or no wings, I will try my hardest to save him, the fallen angel deserves his freedom. He will not wither away in a cold, filthy dungeon.*****Tula was back to help me get dressed, the dark green color was starting to annoy me but I let her do her job. It was not her fault that I was in such a position though I did ask her about Nicodemus and Tordis and the other Concubi demons within the palatial walls."I didn't remember your family reign much, my parents didn't survive the great slaughter. I was young when I ar