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My vision blackens at the edges, my legs weakening as I lean heavily against the door. Dominic is there, his presence a steady anchor in the storm of my agony. As if he had been waiting for me, his hand reaches out to catch me before I can fall, his touch a lifeline in the darkness that threatens to engulf me. Without a word, he guides me down to the basement, the cool stone walls closing in around us like a protective cocoon. With every step I take, the pain of the wolf’s bane coursing through my veins intensifies, a relentless torment that threatens to overwhelm me. Each breath is a struggle, each heartbeat a reminder of the poison that now courses through my body. The air is heavy with th

~DAWN MOUNTAIN~ The old lady had opened the first page of the heavenly book and with the commands of previous king , she was going to read each and every thing inside the book. She peeked over the letters which were not that bold that they could be read very easily . But she was a werewolf and moreover these days she had been taking the herbs recommended by the late Emperor to boost up her senses . Thus, she could read the faint letters clearly. The first chapter was something like FAIRY LAND....

Afraid she would lose her place as a leader of the clan,she convinced her husband Shiv,a powerful mage to perform a ritual that would grant her more powers. For the ritual to be completed,seven human souls would have to be sacrificed. One of their victims happened to be a young girl of nine,sister to Shiv's half blind apprentice,Raj. When Raj found out that his only sister was about to be killed,he sought help from a hunter friend of his. The resulting rescue in the middle of the ritual ended with Shiv dead and Raj with the ability to become one with his shadow. Raj was the first known Shadow in the world. Raj put his new found abilities to good use. He helped both humans and mages alike.

58 VIKTOR I saw the way she stiffened, the way her body tensed at the sound of my voice. It was the same reaction I had gotten from her in the early days, before she had learned to submit, before she had learned that everything she thought she wanted was a lie. She was slipping again. I could see it. But this time, I wouldn’t let her go. Not this time. I leaned closer, my breath grazing her ear, as I spoke low, almost tender. "You’re not going anywhere, Sabrina. This is who you are now. The darkness is in you, and it will never let you go."

CHAPTER 76: WITH RELATION TO THE DEVIL ZAHRA'S POV The fire crackled softly in the corner of the room, casting a warm glow on the nearby furniture. I lay on the couch in Dashiell's estate, my limbs heavy with weakness. The familiar scent of the leather seats mixed with the faint smell of ginseng still emitting from my clothes. I traced a finger along the bandage on my forehead, my thoughts drifting back to Davina pinning me against the altar stone, and her vile perverted touches. The disgusting way she spoke, and the feeling of her tongue trailing up my neck, still haunted me.

I demanded aloud. But there was no answer. The Old Lady simply vanished into the shadows of the room, leaving nothing but the scent of lavender behind. In the same breath, Novel’s strength gave out, and she fainted into my arms. I carried her back to the guest room and laid her gently on the bed. I sat by her side for hours, watching the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest. “I don’t understand what that woman meant, Novel,” I whispered, taking her hand and pressing a kiss to her knuckles.

I sat beside her, and she immediately stretched her legs back out, her feet landing in my lap. "What are you reading?" She held up the book without looking away from the page. "A mystery novel. A detective in Victorian London." I caught sight of the cover. A woman in a low-cut dress leaned against a man in a top hat, their faces inches apart in the fog. The Scarlet Letter Murders. I grabbed the book from her hands. "Hey!" She sat up, reaching for it. I flipped through a few pages. My eyes landed on a passage. His mouth found the hollow of her throat as his fingers worked the laces of her corset…

Book 1 The Dark Lord's Cinderella A novel of the Royal Series written by Brenda Arong under the penname Sparrow101 Synopsis: The kingdom of Agartha, an advanced civilization of hybrids, would open its gate-way to spread terror among the inhabitants of the surface earth. An apocalypse was bound to happen soon and one girl had been warned of that possibilities on her dreams where she met the frightening dark lord who claimed her as his bride. She can be humanities' downfall or salvation if she chose

Fired up with embarrassment and shame to having to witness such atrocities, Lady Francesca immediately closed her eyes and covered her palms so as to save her innocence further. She also turned her back into them as she felt the heavy and awkward atmosphere building. She didn’t know Verindale could be this wild and scandalous as she read it in the London publications and tabloids. It was a common knowledge to everyone that the Verindale’s present 19th earl of the earldom was a bold rebellious aristocrat who consistently tries to break the natural flow of the aristocracy as we know it.

Suddenly her brother's body turned green and went up in flames. "No," she cried in a voice mixed with sadness and relief."What's happening?" "Who is she" Vador asked staring at the little damsel.She was beautiful,he thought,her eyes were green and her hair red . She was dressed in a short red gown that made her look like a real damsel. "She must be the daughter of Francis,the council's secretary," Aleister replied. "And who are you," Ava spat. "Let's just say your worst nightmare. I'm the dark lord"