Madness Deimos Novels & Stories

Lucas was just staring at him blankly until he made his way out. Zera entered the room and collected the ashes of the contract. “Shall I call on the next?” she asks, and Lucas just nodded, feeling sleepy. Zera went outside his office, carrying the ashes and disposed them in the huge Tree of Death in their lounge area. Domus Malum, or the “House of Evil” is nothing like a creepy place that most movies make as the devil’s nest. Lucas made it look like an ordinary office with minimalist designs, it has a wall of shelves for books, a nice lounge area for the guests and a huge piano beside the Tree of Death, where the contracts of their clients serve as the soil and the tree being fertilized by t

I can’t place why but realizing that she’s a D’Amore has triggered something in me. A wave of intense anger pounded in my head—one phrase on a constant loop. ‘Kill the D’Amore’ My arm around August fell as I clutched my head with both hands. The voice in my head kept getting louder, angrier, and more sinister as it repeated the phrase. I didn’t feel like me. What’s happening to me? “Tiberius?” My mate called my name, but it caused the pounding in my head to go double time. “Ki…Kill the D…Kill the D’Amore…”I felt like a zombie as I repeated the phrase on a loop in my head.

"Host, I'm begging you. You're the only one who can save this world now." The glowing orb trembled in front of me nervously. "Jessica has gone insane and is attempting to blow up the world's core. She said that if she doesn't see you, she'll take everyone down with her." I sat in the void as I watched the flickering lines of data on the verge of collapse.

“I'll be waiting.“ My gaze followed Zagreb as he took his leave. I pulled out a bottle of water from within my desk, twisted its cap open, and gulped down its contents. It was a ritual I often did when I was anxious. “Are you anxious?“ a familiar voice asked. Even if I was asleep, I would have been able to recognize that voice. My whole body tensed as Aiden's face came into view. Today, he was dressed in a gray shirt again and dark blue jeans. “We don't have a session today,“ my voice came out barely above a whisper. “I'm not here for a session,“ Aiden revealed, taking slow but deliberate steps toward me. “I'm here to remind you of whom you belong to.“ Before I could wrap my head around what

Felix looked at Maeve, his face filled with suspicion. Maeve saw Felix looking at her and deliberately gave him a gentle smile, but Felix turned away with an icy expression. In the end, he called my number. However, I did not answer. He did not call again, but he sent me a message. Felix: [Maeve is alright now. You'd better figure out how to explain to me why your cake has peanut butter in it.] I did not reply. Felix walked around anxiously because he felt that things were going out of control.

If Edith hadn't protected him, he probably wouldn't have survived to meet the female lead at all. Reading those comments made my chest tighten. I picked up my smartwatch, added him as a contact, and typed a message. 'I'm fine. Stop crying.' When I looked at Elias, my gaze held more than a hint of complexity. In a world like this, it seemed our fates were never fully in our own hands. I had selective mutism. He had been plagued by bad luck since childhood. Past life or present, it seemed neither of us ever caught a break.

“I don’t know, Clarke. I don’t have any answers.” “Is Deimos the one doing it? Did he instruct his witches to curse our mates?” “I don’t think the two are connected,” I answered. “Deimos has nothing to gain by doing it.” “Except to distract us.” “If he were involved, shit would have gone…pear-shaped a long time ago. Up until a few weeks ago, only a handful of the mates were conscious. More are waking up now. It’s spreading…like a virus.” “How can you be sure Deimos isn’t behind it?” another asked.

When I open them, Luke is still watching me, waiting. "I need to get my bags," I whisper into the phone. "Luke will take care of everything. Just come to me." This man has always been able to turn my rational mind into chaos. He makes me forget who I am, forget what I want, forget every promise I've made to myself. I hand the phone back to Luke without another word and follow him toward the Range Rover. My legs feel like they're made of water, but I keep walking. I'm such an idiot.

A thundering storm that flashes from within his eyes and he unleashes its power. Deimos thrusts his hand into the warrior's mouth twisting the fang that was bared to him. He twists it whilst the warrior barks and gags in torment yet his hands though free are bound to the floor. His entire body is sewn to the ground and he is tied. That is what Deimos's pheromones can do, it makes you immobile. I knew he had this power yet I never saw him use it. He did not wish for any wolf to go through this. It is quite fearful to be the sole aim of its spell.

she paused looking to George for support. “You are to reject Alpha Ben and pledge to stay here as a omega for the rest of your life, otherwise Alpha Isaac will order him and you to be sentenced to death.” Maya’s eyes fell to the ground as she avoided my questioning glare. There was an awkward silence for a few moments. “I will do it, on the condition that I can at least see my mate to say goodbye.” I wept. How could the moon goddess allow this to happen to me? I can’t stand this. My mate was going to die either way. If I fulfilled my own alphas wishes and rejected Ben, then he would be misreable without me by his side. Alpha Isaac would kill him and destroy his pack if I didn’t do what he wa