Lahat ng Kabanata ng Guardians of the dark world - Deadly desires Book 1 : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Lucian sat at his desk, staring at the papers scattered across in front of him. The clock on the wall ticked steadily, but his focus remained elsewhere. His pen hovered over a document that required his signature, yet his hand didn’t move. The silence in his office was suffocating. He glanced to the right, where Stella's glass-walled office used to be. It had been cleared out two days ago, but in his mind, Stella was still there, where her desk remained untouched in the corner. He could almost hear the soft clicking of her keyboard, the gentle hum of her voice as she fielded calls and the way she’d occasionally glance at him when she thought he was not looking. Now, there was nothing but emptiness. Lucian closed his eyes, trying to focus, but it was no use. Stella had left a void, one he wasn’t sure anyone else could fill. He missed the way she’d hand him his coffee just as he realized he needed it, the way she’d slide a perfectly organized stack of documents onto his desk second

The city was quiet in the early hours of the morning, the silence heavy as if in anticipation of something violent and inevitable.Lucian moved like a shadow through the streets. Tonight was the day when he was going to have his rival under his palms. His target was a man who was willing to use every dark means possible to subdue him. His destination lay just outside the city’s limits, where opulence and influence masked ruthless neighborhood. The mansion, a fortress of wealth, stood only a hundred meters from where he stood.~~~~~~~~~~~ The grand staircase groaned softly under Lucian’s boots as he ascended, a sharp contrast to the eerie stillness of the mansion. The door at the end of the corridor was slightly ajar, revealing a sliver of the dimly lit room beyond. Lucian pushed it open without hesitation. Inside, Lucas lay sprawled on his massive bed, his chest rising and falling in oblivious slumber. Lucian stepped inside the room, his presence a shadow against the muted gl

It was around five after she had taken a nap when Stella came down."Master said you should meet him in his study," a maid informed Stella when she asked for him. "Uncle Xavier?" she called hesitantly at the door of the study room. "Come in, Stella," came his deep, commanding voice. Stepping inside, Stella found herself enveloped in the same suffocating air she had felt the night of her accident, something unearthly only that it felt pure and harmless. To her shock, the room was filled with strangers, her uncle's friends who had welcomed her earlier on. A dozen figures sat on the sofa, their expressions filled with excitement and expectant gazes. Each exuded an aura of power, their very presence unsettling. Stella faltered, her voice shaking. "Who… who are all these people? What’s going on?" Xavier motioned for her to sit in the high-backed chair opposite him. "Come, Stella. There is much to discuss." Her legs carried her forward, though her mind screamed for her to run. She sa

The day was no different from any other, the weight of silence pressing down on Lucian’s shoulders like a heavy fog. He sat by the window of his dimly lit room, gazing out at the crumbling skyline of the city. Shadows lingered in the corners of his mind, constant companions, unnoticed by others but ever-present to him. They whispered to him when the night came when the wind howled through the alleyways. He felt them now, those creeping, unseen eyes. He shook his head, trying to clear the thought, focusing instead on the rhythm of his breathing, the pulse of his veins. The quiet was unbearable. Ever since Stella left nothing has ever been the same again. But just as he closed his eyes, a voice came, clear, deep, and resonant. A sound that vibrated through his very bones. "Lucian…" The name, the way it was spoken, sent a shiver down his spine. Lucian's body stiffened, and for a moment, he wasn’t sure if he was still sitting in his room or if he had been pulled into another re

Lilith's POV The smell of blood hit me before I saw him. My heart leapt, not out of fear but instinct. Someone was bleeding a lot. But what drew me in was something deeper. I wasn’t just curious. I was compelled. I crouched low among the shadows of the trees, my hybrid senses sharpening. My ears twitched, catching the crunch of leaves and the faintest groan carried on the wind. Whoever it was, they were badly hurt. The forest was darker than usual, the moonlight barely breaking through the thick canopy. Every step forward was cautious. My instincts screamed at me to turn back, to leave it alone. After all, I had no obligation to help. But I didn’t listen. Something about the pull of that blood, it was familiar yet dark. Not humanly. And then I saw him. Lucian. I know him from a thousand years ago, the legendary prince of the dark who went against his father for love and saved the world against his father's annihilation plan. I froze. He was the last person I’d expect to