Novel & Cerita Daemon And Alicent Fanfiction

She was unbeatable. "There's our girl!" Alicia's arms encircled her in a fierce hug, her smile cruel and big. Damien was perched at the bar, his whiskey sitting before him, his eyes on her as if he could sense that she was up to something. "You look like sin," Alicia breathed, slipping an arm through hers. "Don't tell me this is a dream." Ina grinned, a slow, deadly smile of her lips. "It's real, sweetheart. And it's only just started."

“And she is not your enemy.” Laura crossed her arms. “Sentiment does not produce heirs.” Lucian’s gaze cut to her. “Pressure does not produce loyalty.” The room thickened with tension. I turned away from both of them. “I followed my father’s command,” I said quietly. “I did not mark her fully because he forbade it.” Lucian frowned. “Why?” “He said it would awaken something.” Laura’s expression sharpened. “And you believed him.” “He had reasons.” “He also orchestrated the ritual alliance,” she countered. “An illegal binding to secure Crescent blood under Ironfang control.”

Aurora Ashcroft was convinced she was dreaming right now. There was no other explanation. The Lycan King, the most powerful being she had only ever heard about in old stories was standing before her, claiming that she was his fated mate. How could that possibly be real? ‘Yes, this must all be just a dream. How could the Lycan King, the most powerful being I’ve ever heard of only in the elders’ stories, become my second mate?’ She thought to herself.

Daemon falls into step beside me without a word. The others are already gathered, their speed always beating ours. Vampires are like that, always ready, always waiting. Alistair stands with his sister Persephone, Jensen at his right hand and Santiago at his left. They are his second and third, though their hierarchy is not the same as ours. Daemon greets them with a nod. I do not. I can feel Persephone’s eyes strip me bare. My skin crawls beneath her gaze.

she murmured, her voice pitched high enough for all to hear. Her hand pressed against my shoulder, a mockery of comfort. Her nails dug just enough to remind me: this was her victory. Dahlia gone, me trapped. My father’s voice wavered. “Forgive me, Annalise.” I swallowed hard, the words I could never speak screaming inside my chest. ‘I did not choose this. You did.’ The Alpha turned, satisfied. “Prepare her. The Lycans will not wait. Tomorrow, there must be a bride.”

Alpha Damon walked to the dungeon. The two prisoners got up and knelt before him in greeting. "Your....high..ness" They echoed in unison, their voices showed their nervousness. Alpha Damon stood at the entrance and looked at the two women. Alicia and Adele. He has a fleeting memory of Alicia back them in the captivity of Alexander. He has never known her to be wicked. Her actions were unexpected. Damon closed his eyes and his mind was filled with the image of Daisy lying down there all bandaged up and in pain.

" Dai replied. The fact that they were avoiding her was beginning to irritate Alicia. "Hey! I asked you a question! Who are you and wh..." She felt a surge of nausea rush through her. Her head was pounding, and the world around her was blurring. She became unable to move her body and began a clumsy descent to the ground, only to be broken by Daito, who grabbed her just in time. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder, attempting to regain her balance and stand up, but her eyelids began to close in on themselves. She was rapidly losing

Daemon opened his eyes slowly with a long groan, his head was still banging from yesterday but it was milder now. On his bed he tried to recollect his thoughts from the day he was shot. "Stupid me, jumping in front of a bullet for a girl who doesn't likes me" Daemon said to himself. In a way it was true though, Gwen haven't been giving him that 'I like you too' kind of vibe and it wasn't a total guarantee that she would even after he took a bullet for her.

Lena said. "Yes, my Luna," Milicent said. "There are handprints, but they will fade in a few weeks." "I curse you, Darius," Lena said, and her voice trembled with pain. "Be gentle, Milicent." "I am being as gentle as I can, my lady." Milicent finished her work, and Lena stood up while she tightened her robe around her body. "Milicent," she called. "My lady." "You heard the elder. The reason that I went through that pain was because of the Alpha and his bedmate." Her voice was cold.

Alicia uncoiled her hand again and enveloped his trunk from underneath, wrapping and winding around his girth till her hand rubbed against his. He couldn't help but groan in delight. He was poised to burst, a floodgate about to open in his loins. But no. She let go with a sudden, rapid movement, a harsh stimulation that made him tremble but not enough to push him over the edge. He let out a choking moan, and his hips bucked aimlessly. His desperate wail was mingled with frustration and perplexity, but Alicia merely laughed soothingly. Darwin realized that she knew how to play all along. She was playing him, and she was enjoying this so much as she peered at him, bringing her head close enoug