Evangeline Rose is an omega with no memories of her past. Orphaned at a young age she was taken in by the Alpha of the Silver Mountain pack. Grateful for her life and all she has; she keeps her wishes and desires a secret. But what happens when she comes of age and her life is destroyed by those that she holds dear? When heart-breaking truths come to light, she is forced into the grasp of a beast; an Alpha Prince known to be ruthless, dangerous, and cruel. A fate she tries to escape but finds herself trapped with no solution in sight. With recurring nightmares that haunt her nights begin to increase, foreshadowing a terrifying truth, Evangeline needs to get to the bottom of whatever it is that is plaguing her life before it catches up to her. A prince of darkness and an omega orphan, they are worlds apart yet destined to collide. When secrets, lies, and a forgotten curse come into play, they are forced to embark upon a journey filled with passion, hatred, and temptation. Mixed in with a forced union, old flames, and manipulation, Evangeline is plunged into a game larger than her. Will she be able to make it through, or will she succumb to those around her? Follow me on IG at author.muse and FB author muse
View MoreKASH. Two more days have passed, and we have been travelling mostly by car since then, without stopping, but today something wasn’t right and Ziahra was adamant we’ll be stopping at a place to stay for the night. The decision was abrupt, but no one questioned her and I didn’t manage to get her alone to ask her what was going on either. It was actually the last of my concerns, especially since Evelyn was no longer eating and she was refusing to speak, simply nodding when spoken to, almost as if she didn’t want to communicate with anyone. Zerachiel was as arrogant as ever, but didn’t seem bothered by her silence. Ragnar had said she had been crying after Zerachiel had talked to her, and it makes me wonder if he had said something to make her end up like this. I’ve been watching him, and the more I see of him, the less I like him. To me, it feels as if he’s the only bad thing about Zedkiel himself. “Are you alright?” I ask Evelyn as she settles down onto the bed in her motel room.
ZEDKIEL. “My Goddess… I don’t think that’s possible.” Soren, one of the high servants, says to Evangeline. It’s the following day, and we have spent the day learning everything we need to. There is a lot here that needs doing, neglected for centuries. I’m shocked they’re even functioning without their leader. Without their goddess, the people themselves are looked down upon as outcasts. We are now in the palace garden, standing beneath the celestial tree of Bonds. Its trunk and branches are silvery grey, shimmering under the light and upon the trunk is the same symbol that covers Evangeline’s back, engraved into the tree, shimmering a deep silvery black. The leaves of the trees are a stunning mix of all shades of blues, each leaf is lighter at the centre with a deeper blue hue around the edges and upon these leaves are written the name of every couple that is tied together by the mate bond in a shimmering silver. I can see the shimmering words, but they are in a language that I
ZIAHRA. “I don’t think that’s wise.” Kash says to Zerachiel. Kash had just stepped out of the temple when Zerachiel had tried to get past him. Being dutiful and loyal towards Zedkiel, he has been taking care of Evelyn and making sure nothing upset or hurt her. Something that has only been getting on Zerachiel’s nerves, but nothing compared to how annoyed he looks now that he has blocked him. “I didn’t ask you. I said I am going to speak to her.” Zerachiel says coldly, frowning at him. “Why?” Kash counters, “The bond… I may not be one with Zedkiel, but we are still linked, and he will want to make sure that she is ok. I don’t want to, but no matter how much I don’t care for her, she is still our mate.” He mutters. Kash frowns, but his words have relaxed him. I don’t understand it; I don’t feel comfortable around him, but perhaps because he is an animal, he is just a rude and obnoxious Lycan. Kash’s judgement is surely better on these matters than mine. After all, they are of the
EVELYN. The darkness wants to rip through this place from the anger and pain he’s evoking within me. “I will never stop.” He says, his hand tightening painfully, and I feel something crack in my jaw, as pain rushes up it, making my eyes sting with tears of pain. I almost scream when he tugs my face violently to the right, pain splitting through my head. “You-your hurt ah!” I’m cut off as his hand tightens further, his eyes filled with a hatred that cripples me. Why does he hate me so? This time, I can’t stop the foolish tears that trickle down my cheeks. He sneers. “Foolish little mate.” He whispers, letting go of me as if simply touching me, dirties him. And it hurts even more when he wipes his hand on his trousers. With shaking hands, I grab my jaw, pushing it back into position, tears stinging my eyes from the pain, but I refuse to let them fall. What did I ever do for him to hate me so much and love Evangeline more? “Zerachiel… Will you tell me why you always love her m
EVELYN.My eyes fly open, and I jolt upright from where I was lying down. My heart thumps as I scan the dark surroundings.Everything is the same as before, unmoving, dark and quiet…What happened?I run my hands over my arms and body.I’m fine. Nothing touched me…Then why did I wake up with a shock?Maybe it was an animal or something.Ragnar’s snoring is the loudest thing around here.I sigh heavily, my eyes flickering to Zerachiel, who is lying a few metres away, arms behind his head. He looks as handsome and godly as ever.My heart squeezes painfully. He has ignored me for the most part, and when our gazes do meet, he has only spared me a moment to give me a look of pure contempt.I don’t understand it… I know he feels I ruin everything, but I also know he doesn’t want to kill me. He stopped talking to Zedkiel because Zedkiel always kills us. So why is he like this towards me?I’m trying to behave.“What happened?” Ziahra, the vampire princess, asks, as she and Kash step out from
EVANGELINE. Time passed by rather fast, but I don’t know how long it actually was. There is no time on the moon, yet something tells me it is late at night. The evening had been spent getting to know those who kept this place in order. Those who are my loyal high servants, and the duties that they carried out. Everything that was shared with me, everything that was explained to me, remained in my mind with ease. There was no struggle for me to try to remember anything. They said it once, and it simply became knowledge that I knew and soon it felt like I had been here for years. Anything they said, I took it in, and after a short while, I knew exactly how everything worked around here. Even the rituals and ranks of other gods and goddesses. Although Zedkiel didn’t have the same memory as me, he picked up fast and even asked questions of his own. My mark is emblazoned on his neck, a mark that they all knew meant he was my mate. A beautiful mark that matched the one on my neck. Th
EVANGELINE. The very air around us feels different. There’s no heat or cold, it’s just right. We don’t feel any tiredness as we walk through the cloudy terrain. For miles there was nothing, but now there’s finally some change in our surroundings, and we can make out the faint outlines of beautiful buildings in the far distance. “The place is pretty much dead of any beings, or should I say, life itself.” Zedkiel remarks, looking around. “There’s life in the air and the ground beneath our feet. I can sense it, but you are right. There are no beings here.” “Hmm, yes, which is strange. We’ve been walking for ages.” I nod, closing my eyes. “There must be a way to get to where we need to, faster.” “And where exactly is that?” Zedkiel replies, looking around. I glance at him. He has always been handsome, extremely handsome, but somehow those dreads only make him look even hotter to me. I have something to hold on to now. “I don’t know… but perhaps we need someone who can guide us.” I
KASH. Another night has passed, and we’re heading on our way again. Despite the fact we’re stalling, we are going to have to keep moving and ultimately think of a way for the so-called steward not to get his hands on Zedkiel. It is wishful thinking to hope Zed would make it back the same night. I know Ziahra said time passes differently there, and that’s what is fucking stressing me out. Sometimes days in there could be years for us, or vice versa, ten years could pass there, and it could be a blink of an eye for us. How much time has passed? Will he make it back in time? Evelyn has been behaving fine. She’s pretty quiet, spending her time watching Zerachiel. He actually holds so much arrogance. I fucking don’t know how Zed lives with him constantly. Maybe the fact he ignored him for so many years was a blessing in disguise. Right now, everyone is sleeping or meant to be as I sit against one of the pillars, far from the rest. I’m keeping an eye on them but I’m worried about Is
The novel is a dark fantasy romance about werewolves with exhilarating events. Prince Zedkiel could strangle everyone with his savageness. But Evangeline is the only woman who can equate with the beast within him which can make him arouse and feel more high-spirited. But came a time when Evangeline couldn't cope with his darkness anymore. Zedkiel decided to let her go. But this decision is a big sacrifice for him. He can't be the beast that he should be without her. As Evangeline also has a mission to portray Zedkiel as the Omega, would she stay again with him?