The Fallen House Of Ardan Novels & Stories

“Rise to your feet, Ardin. You have served me well.” Byron voiced while I was shaking furiously. I got to realize that Ardin hasn't been talking because he finally realized his mistake. His confession was all part of a plan. I couldn't just stay still anymore. I yearned to kill and avenge my parent and now that the lock has been broken, I could freely chase revenge… and the best part was, I had access to my full abilities as the last living member of the original House Of Kings. “You thought you could win, Kovan but the truth is, I have always been three steps ahead of you.” Byron announced.

“You’ll learn what your dead parents couldn't teach you.” The smell of burning flesh filled the room. Derek watched with satisfaction, his smirk returning as Arden’s cries echoed through the mansion. And in that moment, Arden knew. No matter how much he tried to endure, no matter how much he tried to stay invisible, this house would always be a prison. ~~~~~~~~

Lucien’s voice softened. “This is not your fault.” “I woke him up.” “You woke me as well.” “That does NOT make me feel better!” Silence stretched. Then he extended his hand. “Come. Your training begins.” Because obviously, the correct response to morning murder news is exercise. I took his hand. --- The orchard behind Varyn House looked like Mother Nature had started a renovation and then died. Crooked trees. Wild grass. Abandoned tools. Lucien stopped beside a fallen tree trunk the size of a mid-life crisis.

And there it was. When she picked up the packet, she felt cold something touching her bare bellybutton hole. Startled, her eyes wide and she jolted with a shriek, loosing balance her right feet slipped and she felt herself falling backward. The packet from her hand slipped and fell on the floor with a THUD sound. Closing her eyes tightly she waited for her body to come in contact with the concrete Italian marbled floor. Everything happened so fast! * Adan reached his mansion in the afternoon after he slaughters four of Thomas Cruz men in the basement and threw their death bodies at the door of his casino. Also sent a clear message through phone to not mess with his fucking business.

he said simply. The words hit like a physical blow, sharp, unforgiving, lodged right beneath my sternum. “And how many times,” he continued, voice low and merciless, “have YOU chosen your mother over your WIFE?” I shook my head violently. “That’s not fair, ” “It is the truth,” he snapped. “Arden protects the people he cares about. He did it with his brother Sebastien. He did it with that woman he used to love before her family exiled her. And he is doing it now, with Cassandra.”

She nod and gallop away. --- --- --- The fall of the night didn't do any good to Adir,from the quietness of the eerie forest he noted that no one knows he'd escaped again though strange he felt comfortable in his own skin,Adir smile lifting his lantern,the house stood in front of him, he'd searched for the house for 3days,going deeper into the forest and now the building was right in front of him, he walk into the house again ignoring the blue shields, it let him in like the other time.

His shadow was missing, leaving an eerie emptiness at his feet. Dizziness clouded my vision, and as my consciousness wavered, a figure materialized out of the darkness. Hayden, the enigmatic ruler of the mythological Underworld, stood before me. My eyes widened in shock and fear as I believed he had come to reclaim me, to take me back to the realm of shadows and despair.

I dial my emergency number since my phone is in my hand. I watched Candice trying to flip herself and struggle to be free then she kicked the guy making her free. We both run and we went to an dark alley. Then we heard a gun shoot and we automatically frooze. Were both shivering of too much fright. "Hello babe!" And that's the last time I ever witness since I feel a needle in my neck making my eyes closed feeling dizzy. ************************************ Present I ran as I watched her being drag out of nowhere. I feel afraid since I didn't know the place where in. All I can hear a bird chirping.

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

"So stay sharp, watch for me, and remember your promise as I will remember mine to you." He nodded, determination burning in his gaze. “I’ll watch everything, my lady. For you." As I turned back toward the mansion, satisfaction coiled warm in my chest. Aragorn and his precious wife thinks themselves untouchable, but they have no idea their empire was already crumbling... from within, at the hands of those he had stepped on for far too long. And I was the one loosening every stone.