Semua Bab I was Promised to a Warlock: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Calliope The light from the cracks in the door make it so that his silhouette is all I can see. The anticipation of his touch heats my body down to my core. I feel his free hand snake aggressively down my jeans until he manages to push them down enough to reach my soaking wet center. He pulls his hand back, the sudden cool air making me shiver. I feel his thumb on my lip stroking it back and forth. "Open," he commands. I try to argue, but before I am able to he puts more pressure on my throat. "I won't say it again Princess," he says. I grant him entrance as he slides two fingers in my mouth. I find myself closing my eyes and sucking them hard, wishing they were his cock. A small moan escapes me. "Good girl, just like that," he says as he pulls his fingers out with a popping noise. His fingers once again find my sensitive bundle of nerves. He strokes either side with both fingers until finally he guides them inside of me with in a painfully slow motion. I grind against his hand b

Alexander The crack of the silver chain is heard before I feel it hit my skin. "And just what the hell do you think that you are playing at you stupid, insolent boy," my arms shake threatening to give out as they hold the brunt of my weight as I keep from collapsing. The dry ice he conjored burning through the scarred skin on my knees. I can feel the blood welling from the cuts across my back and dripping down onto the ornate rug. "Father I-" "Silence!" he screams before whipping me once more, my body flinching out of reflex. "I don't want to hear another word from you. You pathetic boy. Did you really think that you could run from me? That you would destroy my plans? I thought you had learned your lesson with that years ago. It is clear I have gone soft on you. I knew that your questions weren't simply curiosity you planned to run away with her, didn't you!?" His voice trembling with anger."No father I didn't-" "You lying piece of shit! I told your mother that we should have

Alexander "I cant believe it, its real, I thought it was a myth" I hear my father whisper beside me. My eyes transfixed on the sight before me. Calliope glowing like an angel, her toes barely touching the floor as she is lifted ever so slightly off the ground. The people around me are muttering to themselves, questions and concerns swirl around the room. But what has my attention is her. The moment the crown touched her head her glammar fell like shattered glass. The clothing she wore transformed into a silver sleak dress. the color of starlight and the small scepter she once held grew as long as she was tall with large golden twisting roots that came to a point. Her features became sharper, her red hair became more vibrant, and her skin an olive almost green hue with white markings covering her arms. The most remarkable change was her wings. They looked as though they were made of pure light, there was no clear end or beginning to them, but they were there clear as day. I

Calliope "It is said that at the beginning of our world, magic flowed freely from the land. Creatures across the realm, lived in harmony and unity. No one fought for power or resources. Until one day the power stopped flowing. The strain of all of the earth's creatures, was too much for this world to handle, it was dwindling, the world was dying. Until one day a Queen was born. No one really knows where she came from, or if she was born at all. If she was given to us by the Earth, or if she came down from the heavens but there was one thing for certain she did not call upon the magic it flowed from her. It was in the air around her, the way she spoke, it was in her veins, 'golden blood' is what they called it. Her connection with the Earth was strong. And when it spoke, she listened, she knew what she had to do to protect the creatures of this world. She had to sacrifice the weaker to save the strong. Thus the portal seperating our realm and yours. We were once all one kind, all one

Alexander After the ceremony, I found my way back to my room. I find solice in the quiet peace that comes with being alone. It was many hours before my father found his way back to find me. I assumed to go over the plans for tomorrow's assassination once more. "Hello father, may I offer you some tea?" I asked hoping to get this over and done with so I may find my way to bed, but he waved his hand at me dismissing my question. "I have much more important things to do. Tomorrow is your wedding day after all,”he said gripping my shoulder and joselting me. “My only son getting married, what a glorious occasion," he said as though he were happy about it. If there was one thing I knew about Constantine Bathory it was that happiness, and me were not things he associated together. He clapped his hands together and yelled in a boomingly loud voice out to the servant outside of my room.“You! Bring us some refreshments, my son and I are celebrating,” shock and confusion ground my feet in p