All Chapters of The White Rose Of Damnation: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The room they entered felt torn from another world. Candlelight pulsed dully across the walls, and the air... was hot. Heavy. Thick. The scents—blood, sweat-slicked skin, spices, and something wild, feral—vibrated in the space. It was as if the place itself was breathing. As if this entire chamber had been created for one single purpose: to devour everything they felt in this moment.Kael could still feel the curve of Rea's body on his fingertips. The aching sweetness that pulsed under his skin hadn't faded—it had only grown. Her scent, her touch, the silver dust that still shimmered faintly on both their skins—every tiny particle kept him teetering on the edge of madness. And then... it was enough.There were no words. No slow approach. Just a split second of tension—and the explosion.Rea moved first. She threw herself against Kael's chest, hands pressing against his shoulders, trying to push him back—not to escape, but to test him. Kael stepped back once, eyes flashing a dark crims

The moment Rea's body convulsed from the wave of ecstasy, it didn't just shake her body—it rippled through the very space around her.Her snow-white wings, tipped in silver, arched and flared upward like two massive tongues of flame, and in the heat of the motion, that strange, radiant dust burst free from them again. Tiny, glowing particles scattered into the air, drifting slowly, as if even time itself had paused for a breath to witness this ethereal sight. The dust fell around them like an enchanted snowfall—clinging to their skin, to the sheen of their sweat, to every trace of their touch.Kael simply watched at first. Rea's body was still trembling, her chest rising in wild, uneven breaths, and through every pore of her skin, the lingering tremors of pleasure still pulsed outward. Her thighs had fallen slightly apart, her wings slowly folding back onto the sheets like two exhausted yet still smoldering cloaks.Kael's breath caught. His eyes roamed across her—her glittering body n

The water rippled quietly around them, as if it, too, had grasped what had just happened. Rea sat in the demon's lap, her body trembling, wings gently quivering behind her shoulders, as though the pleasure she had just experienced refused to fully let go. Her body arched in Kael's arms, every muscle still echoing the rhythm of release, but the glint in her eyes was no longer satisfaction. It was something much more raw.Kael said nothing. He only watched her. He saw the faint tremors in her thighs, the erratic dance of her breath, the fleeting shadow that crossed her face as she still reeled from the waves of her climax—yet something... held her back. The desire hadn't faded.Rea's gaze locked onto his. There was no shame in her eyes, no hesitation. Only a clear, unspoken request—one she didn't need to voice, because Kael already felt it. Through their skin, in the weight of her body in his arms, in the subtle movements of her hips, brushing against him again and again. Not by acciden

The fire in the hearth had dwindled to a faint flicker. Shadows pulled deeper into the cracks of the walls, into the corners, as if they, too, sensed it—something new was at the threshold.Rea and Kael were still curled up together in the armchair, pressed close as if their closeness might ward off the icy tendrils of the truth that had just been unleashed. But the midwife was no longer looking at them. Her gaze had drifted off, far away—into a time that was neither present nor past. Just... heavy.At last, she slowly rose from the chair. Every movement was tired, yet deliberate. As she passed the table, she ran her palm across its surface, as though marking a turning point: what came next would be more important."There's something else I need to show you," she said hoarsely. Her voice was quiet, and yet it filled the room. Kael straightened slightly, instinctively shifting in front of Rea, but the midwife only raised a hand in a gentle, resigned gesture."It's not danger. More like.

Night had fallen, draping the world in a soft, deep-blue veil. Outside, the wind whispered gently from the mountains, the trees stood motionless, as if they too were listening to the silence stretching between the stars.In the midwife's house, everything had quieted. Elion slept-or tried to-in a separate room. The midwife had retreated as well, gathering strength for tomorrow's departure. But in the uppermost room, with its low ceiling and the old creaky bed beneath the window, no one slept.Rea lay beneath the blanket, cradled in Kael's arms. They faced each other, noses nearly touching, yet they didn't kiss. Not now. It wasn't that kind of moment.Kael's hand rested on her waist, his other arm beneath her shoulder blade, his fingers gently brushing her back, as if trying to soothe not just her body-but her very existence.Rea's eyes were open."Are you sleeping?" she asked softly, barely a whisper, as if even sound might shatter this fragile calm. Kael slowly shook his head."Neith