Fated To Her Tormentors Novels & Stories

She would still be alive and Raven would have been in her own situation. She promise herself that if she comes to the world again, she would be a best criminal and not ordinary one but wanted all over. They carried her roughly and started pulling her clothes off her body, she suffer physically and even sexually. Right now no other word can describe that she’s been cursed. T.B.C

Her fearful words fading away in the quiet air, even though I hated being pitied and her seeing me like this, still and yet again fate scored another point, while I was still in zero. Darkness taking over me, yet again I couldn't change my cursed fate no matter how I try so hard....

The vial slipped from my fingers, its contents swirling around Freya like a malevolent mist, seeping into her very being. As the darkness engulfed her, Freya's Features contorted in pain, her body convulsing. I reveled in her suffering, the sweet taste of vengeance mingling with the acrid scent of fear. She thrashed on the bed, her pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears. I was the conductor of her torment, orchestrating the symphony of her downfall.

Her fate was already decided, she was a slave that was meant to die in great torture of her enemies and she had no faith that she was going to escape this, there was no escape route so ofcourse she couldn't have hopes of escaping. After they had dragged her back to the labor yard, her feet took in fresh wound and pains, she was almost falling as they dragged her roughly on the ground. She wished she could get use to the pains and just cope knowing that she had a cruel fate, but her human body could not just endure, as she wailed in pains. Her body was shuddering in pains while they dragged her ruthlessly. She pleaded and cried that they stop, but they had no heart and to think that they will

“Eyes still twitching even in sleep. Into the depths of our illusion.’ With the enemy that she killed in one swift, blow and brutally chopping them into pieces and decapitating them first. She is now bathing with their blood as she does not care, nor be bothered for she is having fun, right? “The Gods await, now to hear our plea. Our fates are controlled by them. There is no freedom, but death. It’s an entertainment bestowed for God’s entertainment.” Making her way unscratched towards the hall and into the throne room where they await. Her smile faded as she comes face to face with the one, she holds dear, yet the very same one who betrayed her. She curses and wishes,

I don’t think a muscle or part of my body wasn’t in pain. I relived all over again like my teeth were pulled up while I was whipped. I could only hear the strange, soft voice in this hell of mine. " Do not touch her, talk to her, or anything that could hurt her,ecause you will not only answer to me, but to the king himself !” There was determination in that soft and calm voice of hers. I was cold and hot at the same time, without the power to do anything to help myself.

The goddess may have cursed me, but Asher is the one turning the knife. And those pups—those poor, innocent pups—are trapped with her, surviving a life with the woman who should have been their safe place. The thought of it makes my heart ache in a way even her venom can’t touch.

All he saw was a traitor, one he wouldn't allow to explain themselves, one that wouldn't have been involved in the ridiculous Fae war at all if she hadn't been mated to a member of the pack allied with their filthy clan. He had tortured her for days with injections of silver and wolfsbane, leaving her tied naked to a post in front of his men and her entire pack. He had actively encouraged his men into raping her in the open, to make an example of what was in store for traitors. Her mate did nothing to help her, even with the heavy guard she was under, he could have gotten close enough to her to loosen the silver chains that held her. He was the only one that could have given her a chance to

I have no idea what they have planned, all I knew was that my doom was first approaching and I was soon going to cease from existing in this pack, and in this region or perhaps this world. “You have no other choice even if you beg until the world ends, you are a prisoner and you have to pay for what you did to your Alpha. You cheated on him. I thought I was going to do you a good favor by offering you a glass of water but since you refused my offer, I don't think you should you deserve dinner this night” “I think she deserves to be whipped and burnt with fire for having to defy you so much”

This is going to be fun. Kimarhi surprises me every time I think I can overpower her. The blows she lands on me are pushing me to fight back. I would never really hurt her. I couldn’t, but I know I’m not holding back, and I don’t think she is either. Regardless she’s taking pleasure in kicking my ass. Despite that, I can keep up. My Fated is stunning and graceful, while her scent is mesmerizing. I try for a submission hold when she reverses it on me. I feel foolish because I am distracted by her beauty.