His Plumpy Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 181 - チャプター 189

"Well, well, what do we have here?" A strange man, with blood dripping down his body stood in the sun, paired with his red hair and the wicked glint in his eyes he looked like a demon. The following year's were a horrifying one for him, he learnt the true meaning of despair, he later found out that the man that found him was named Azrathul. A terror to the entire celestial realm who went around, village to village, fighting immortals and slaughtering villages, and he brought sage along. Subjecting him to cruel training, he was forced to kill or be killed, at 10 he had gone numb from slaughtering families. At 11 he didn't know the difference between right or wrong any more, the lines blurred, by 12 he could barely remember what his family looked like. Life continued like that until one day, he witnessed the war between Azrathul and the rest of the gods, the surviving immortals joined. Azrathul had raised war against the entire realm, his crimes were too great, but unknown to

“No.” Eros glared at me, “You're not one. Come on doll, just talk to me” he nestled closer to me. I inhaled his scent greedily, feeling my body calm at that woody scent I loved. “Promise you won't freak out.” I bit my lips. He rolled his eyes, “Have I ever?” “Fair point” I nodded. My voice was quiet but clearer than anything, his quiet breathing did nothing to affect it. I told him about it, all of it, my mind went back to the first time, “back then when I had the first nightmare of killing all my friends and family” my voice shook as I spoke. He squeezed my hand, encouraging me to go on, I took a deep breath, “I thought it was like a fluke or Ursa had done something to me, but the sisters are dead. They're gone, so what is going on? Who was that red haired man?” I finally broke down, “was I really a monster that massacred innocents? They were powerless against me” I choked back a sob. Sigh. “Stop crying love” his thumbs wiped my tears, his eyes glowing with ador

“Happened, how?” she stared down at me. “like how did you survive? And more importantly it's been a year. What happened all these while?” She wondered. “I just woke up three weeks ago, Sage took me away, he's been taking care of me too.” “Sage?” I wondered. “Yes.” I gave her a look, “so are you guys like a thing now?” I wiggled my brow. Her cheeks turned into a pale shade of red, I was stunned, too stunned to speak. “Well, he's my mate.” She said shyly. “Mate huh, good thing he's cute and from the look of things he must have taken really good care of you,” I suggestively. She choked, coughing loudly, I barely controlled the laughter that threatened to slip through my lips, giving her the best innocent look I could muster. She shut me a glare, “Stop thinking about nonsense.” I blinked innocently, “So he didn't take care of you then?” “I didn't say that” she defended. “So, what exactly are you saying then?” I folded my arms underneath my breast, waiting for the

Little Zorya “Last one to Grandpa's kitchen does the other chores” I yelled excitedly and rushed off with Kenny trailing behind me. “Hey, no fair, you had a head start.” He yelled back, but I could hear his steps as he ran trying to catch up. It's been two months since Grandpa Keith found me lying outside, they never liked to talk about father but he always called me to come back every 2-3 days, as if I was some project to study. At first I thought he was up to something shady, but then he'd just look me over, take some notes, nod and then I find myself right back out. Grandpa Keith didn't mind taking care of me, they taught me how to do some chores, having never worked my entire life it was a bit of a disaster but I got the hang of it. Right now Kenny and I had just finished running an errands for Grandpa and we were on the way back. I was rushing back because of an uneasy feeling I've had ever since we left the house, it was as if something was gnawing on my chest, urg