All Chapters of LUSTBORN: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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CHAPTER 11: "THE FOREST GOD"

{MAREK'S WORLD}It was always quiet before he walked.Not the stillness of peace, but of reverence. The moment Marek took a step, the forest bent in silent obedience.Branches twisted to make way.Roots retreated beneath the dirt.The very air parted like a curtain before a throne.Black.Marek wore it like a second skin. A long, tailored coat that kissed the earth with every stride, boots that never scuffed nor cracked.No dust dared touch him.His dark hair fluttered slightly in the gentle wind that moved only by himThey said the forest belonged to no one.They were wrong.It breathed when he did. Moved when he walked. And when he spoke, though rarely, every branch bowed in reverence.Marek was not a myth whispered by firelight. He was the shadow behind every rustling leaf and the cold hush before the storm.Towering at 6'5, with skin kissed by the sun-dappled trees and eyes like cold flame, piercing blue, sharp enough to strip anybody bare, he was both beauty and peril in one

Last Updated : 2025-11-12

CHAPTER 12: "THE DREAM THAT WASN'T"

Marek watched through the mirror. Elara's body tossed gently on the bed, her fingers clutching the blanket. Her brows furrowed as her lips whispered incoherent questions to the air around her. "Who's there? Who are you?" She murmured, twisting slowly to her side, her breath shallow, strained. Her room remained quiet, moonlight casting a soft glow on her twitching lashes. She had been dreaming of him again, but this time…it was deeper. Too real. She had stood in a place that didn't feel like earth, thick mist crawling through towering, deadened trees, their branches whispering secrets. The sky was starless, the ground blanketed with shadows. She had heard the hum of his voice, low and commanding, like the trees themselves were answering to it. But she never saw him. She never saw Marek. She awoke with her heart in her throat. Marek leaned back on his stone throne cloaked in a living black forest. The roots beneath him pulsed faintly, like a heartbeat connected

Last Updated : 2025-11-18

CHAPTER 13: "A BREATH BEFORE CHAOS"

"I'm not. He came last night. Said I called him. He didn't even deny it. He said Damien touched me and he doesn't let things like that live. So he had to erase him…….Oh Fal!" Elara said.Fallon slowly sipped her coffee and replied sarcastically, because it looked like Elara was obsessed with her book character and doesn't plan to stop talking about him soon, so she just had to flow with the vibe. "Well damn. That's dark.""I'm scared, Fal. What if he hurts someone else?""You think he'd hurt me?""No. You are not a threat."Fallon smirked. "Wow. That's comforting."Later that day……The news blared through every phone and screen in the city. BREAKING NEWS:INVESTIGATION INTO DAMIEN ROWE'S MURDER REVEALS NO HUMAN DNA AT THE SCENE.Elara dropped her phone. Fallon stared at the screen. "No human DNA? What does that even mean?"Elara didn't answer. Her hands shook. Her heart was pacing a marathon.A knock at the door interrupted the spiral.Fallon peeked out t

Last Updated : 2025-11-30

CHAPTER 14: "A DANGEROUS LONGING"

Marek turned sharply into the portal again.Elara was lying now, her eyes had fluttered shut, her breathing now calm. Her fingers still lingered on her laptop keyboard.Marek didn't speak. Didn't move. Just stared.His voice came out hoarse, almost broken. "Then why does my soul only respond to her?"Jasper didn't answer. ****Elara woke up in a sweat, heart pounding.Her dreams were thick and violent.Marek's voice echoed in the darkness. "You called."But she hadn't. Not this time. Had she?Tears slipped down her cheeks as she sat up.What was happening to her?She padded softly to her desk, sitting before the glowing screen again.Pages opened on their own. Chapters she hadn't written she hadn't written were forming by his hands not hers.And deep in her bones, she knew the truth:She was no longer writing him.He was writing himself.And she was simply the vessel.MAREK'S WORLD.The forest bent in worship.Marek stared into the porta

Last Updated : 2025-12-09

CHAPTER 15: "UNSEEN"

The grocery bags dug into Fallon's arms as she strutted down the street, humming loudly to herself and muttering under her breath about how Elara should have tagged along.The evening was chill, painting the sky in streaks of gold.Her day had been boring, Elara had holed herself up again, Fallon had to run errands, and she was already plotting to raid Elara's snack stash as paycheck.Then she saw him.A man.Not just a man, he was the kind of man you only saw in glossy magazines or behind velvet ropes. Tall, broad shouldered, his black coat rippled faintly in the wind as though it belonged to a different season.His hair was beautiful and untamed, and those eyes, dark brown, icy, cutting, almost unreal, pinned her in place.Fallon nearly tripped over her own sneakers. "Well, hello there," She muttered, her lips curling. "Who dropped a runway model in this dead end town?"She expected him to ignore her. To glance away, maybe keep walking. But his head turned.Those dark brown eyes l

Last Updated : 2025-12-20

CHAPTER 16: "SHADOWS THAT BLINK"

Sylvia's hand clamped around Fallon's wrist so tightly that Fallon winced."Fallon, what was that?" Sylvia demanded, her voice low, sharp. "Who were you talking to? Because it definitely wasn't a person."Fallon shuddered. "I…… I wasn't talking to myself, Sylvia. I swear I saw someone. A man. He was there." Fallon said pointing at the glass window.Sylvia turned, then turned back and blinked slowly, the way someone does when they are trying not to laugh. "Oh! Sweetheart." she placed a hand dramatically on Fallon's shoulder. "Are you sure you are okay? Did you eat today? Did you hit your head?""I'm serious!" Fallon whispered harshly, pulling her wrist out of Sylvia's grip. "He was real. He was looking at me….he looked at me…he reacted. And you…… you didn't see him because you weren't supposed to."Sylvia's brow twitched. "Not supposed to see him?" The almost laughter behind her voice made Fallon tremble harder.Fallon hugged her arms around herself. "I'm not crazy.""Of course not,"

Last Updated : 2025-12-31

CHAPTER 17: "STATIC"

Fallon didn’t let the silence breathe.She sat on the edge of the bed, knees drawn up, fingers twisting in the hem of her shirt until the fabric puckered. Her eyes kept darting to the door, then the window, then back to Elara’s face.“Okay,” Fallon said finally, voice tight. “You whispered his name back there. So you’re going to tell me who Jasper is before I start questioning my sanity again.” Elara stood by the desk, staring at nothing.The room felt wrong, too quiet, too alert, like it was listening.Elara swallowed. Her hands trembled slightly, but she folded them together, forcing stillness. That was her nature. Calm on the outside. Fear locked behind her ribs.“He’s… not human,” she said quietly.Fallon blinked. Once. Twice.“…I knew it,” Fallon muttered, then huffed a weak laugh. “I knew I wasn’t crazy.”“It’s complicated,” Elara added quickly. “And I don’t want to scare you.”Fallon scoffed. “Baby, I already flirted with thin air on a public road. The scare already happe

Last Updated : 2026-01-11

CHAPTER: "STILLNESS"

Elara couldn’t breathe.The auditorium felt smaller suddenly too tight, too loud, too alive. The lights burned against her eyes, the murmurs crawling over her skin like insects. Her name, not her name, still echoed in her head. Sylvia Hart.She stood frozen at the edge of the stage, fingers numb, palms damp. Security hovered close, not touching her yet, but close enough that she felt their presence like a hand pressed to her spine.Her throat tightened painfully.Feel what?The humiliation?The betrayal?The way her world cracked open in front of hundreds of strangers?Her vision blurred.Security shifted closer.Elara’s eyes found him before her mind could stop them.Black cloak. Hood low. No face, just the curve of lips beneath shadow.Smiling.Her breath hitched.You knew.The words screamed inside her chest, but when her lips parted, nothing came out.Marek’s voice slid into her head like silk over glass. “Stand still.”Her knees trembled.Security hovered closer. The crowd bu

Last Updated : 2026-01-22

CHAPTER 19: "WHEN SILENCE CHOSES SIDES"

Detective Langdon’s voice didn’t rise.It didn’t need to.“I’ll need you and Miss Fallon at the station tomorrow morning,” he said calmly, folding his notebook shut. “Routine questioning.” Routine.Elara nodded, even though her hands were shaking so badly she had to press them into her thighs to stop them.Fallon didn’t nod.Fallon scoffed. “Routine,” she repeated, disbelief dripping from the word. “Someone gets hung upside down like meat in a freezer and that’s routine?”Langdon’s gaze flicked to her. Sharp. Measuring.“Miss Fallon,” he said evenly, “everything is routine until it isn’t.”That shut her up.Elara swallowed. Her mouth was dry. Her chest felt hollow, like something had been scooped out of her. “We’ll be there,” she said quietly.Langdon watched her for a long second, too long, then nodded once and stepped away.The crowd was already thinning. Whispers followed them like shadows as they walked out.Fallon leaned close. “Elara… you okay?”Elara didn’t answer.Her eyes

Last Updated : 2026-02-08

CHAPTER 20: "SILENT SHIFTS"

The interrogation room felt too clean for grief.Elara sat with her hands folded on the metal table, fingers laced so tightly her knuckles had turned pale. The fluorescent light above buzzed faintly, a constant irritation she couldn’t ask to be turned off. Her eyes stayed fixed on the scratched surface of the table, tracing invisible patterns, because every time she lifted her gaze she felt like she might fracture.Marek was gone.Not gone like before, this was worse.This was silence.The door creaked open.Detective Langdon stepped in, tall, composed, his expression unreadable in the way only people who had seen too much death could manage. He closed the door behind him carefully, as if sound itself mattered.“Elara Voss,” he said, sitting opposite her. “Thank you for waiting.”She nodded once. No smile. No greeting.He studied her for a moment. Not rudely. Not kindly either.“You’ve been through a lot,” Langdon said. “Two deaths in close proximity. Both… violent.”Elara’s jaw ti

Last Updated : 2026-02-22

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