"Tsk." "See, what your disobedience did." He rasped in a mocking tone. His head tilted to the left as he peered down at her with a smirk so malicious, that one would immediately know that he was the cause of the disaster around her. Sasha scooted back in horror and turned around, she stood up on her trembling legs, and just as she took a few steps to get away from the monster behind her, she ended up facing him. He was pale, he had red eyes and he was everything but a gentleman. Only if that one unfortunate day, she didn't help him, hell wouldn't have cocooned her in its embrace. ********* Sasha Walton known as the kindest princess among the kingdoms was a twenty-two years old sunshine of her kingdom that once bloomed in glory. Every other person admired her because of her kind and friendly nature. With her kindness came her bravery...but with her kindness she ended up falling in the claws of a merciless beast who wasn't even a human to begin with. Ragnar, was a king no one had ever seen but was feared by the whole world. He lurked in the shadows of the night and feasted on his enemies. He was known as the cruelest king and on one fortunate night, he came across someone so opposite to his world. He was intrigued and obsessed with her. He yearns to possess her, claim her, and captivate her in every possible way he can because little Sasha belongs to him.
View MoreThe King was...Atlas.As far as my thoughts could reach...this past of mine goes beyond the end of my thoughts. Leaving me breathlessly and utterly miserable. Every single person I knew had played a role in my past. This one right here was the most shocking of them all. It suddenly made sense...Atlas's unnecessary death was not the definition of Ragnar's brutality, it was his revenge.Though Atlas was kind in my time but all Ragnar could see was the King who ruined him. All this time I thought he was the monster who wanted to terrorize me with his brutality and he also never explained his actions. He gladly went with the label of monster I threw at him because he knew he was deserving of it. All these decades played a role in making him inhuman and thus he just couldn't differentiate between his revenge and an actual kill.The actual monster walked past me and sat on his throne. The throne I was so proud of did nothing but bring a sense of shame to me. My ancestors were nothing like
Grace ruined their love.These words...I never thought I would hear them.No wonder why Rayla hated me so much.I took someone extremely dear to her.Words wouldn't spill out of my parted lips, my wide eyes wouldn't spare him as he walked towards me. My mind was numb yet those thoughts wouldn't stop creating chaos.What mayhem have I created?"W-Why?" I could barely let the word out. It felt like my breath was stuck within. "Because of me," Makaria said and quickly grabbed my shoulder once she noticed my face going pale. "Breath lady. You have just started this journey. There is worse to come." Makaria massaged my back and I wheezed. I was trying but I couldn't breathe. Upon seeing me struggling Makaria pressed her two fingers on my back and the breath flowed in my lungs like a puke that leaves the mouth of a drunk."You need to get a grip on yourself." She said with concern. I nodded at her and looked up at Ragnar as he walked past me. My heart skipped a beat when I felt the comforti
SASHA POV.Everyone I ever met had played the crucial villain role in my story. And my existence was the beginning of it all.Just once I thought I had a grasp of my past only to find out I was nowhere near it.Staring at the woman in utter shock, I took a step away from her unconsciously. "You...w-who are you?" I asked, my gaze fixated between Grace and the woman beside me. "I am her mother and my name is Makaria, the goddess of death." She declared and yet another bulldozer of shocking news fell on me, leaving me a mess within. "Makaria? If you're Makaria then who is that?" I asked, pointing at the Makaria I knew."Her name is Leona.""Does that mean she is not the real Makaria?" I asked, my eyes were hurting at this point because the way they were widening from time to time seemed like I was on a mission to have them out of my sockets."The woman in the current world is Makaria. Makaria is not only a name. It belongs to the queen of witches. When I died she took my position, gain
(SASHA POV) It was painful.Unbearably painful.All I could feel was pain and all I could hear was him until that also vanished and I felt myself completely drowned in a black water, where I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, and couldn't see yet the pain in the form of suffocation embraced me ever so tightly.So this was the end.I always wanted this.I always wanted to meet death whenever I was near him.Being in his vicinity made me obsessed with the thought of my own end.But...upon finally meeting my end, I realized that I didn't want this.I wanted to live.I wanted to see him destroy me more.Yes, I had finally gone insane and even the thought of it did not trigger the long-due fear in me.The chances of meeting him always terrified me but there was something else along with it. Excitement...looking forward to how low he could fall just so he could destroy me more in his own sick mind of an insane lover.But that was it.This was the end.End for the betterment.And just like th
The black flames oozing out of him were enough to tell the tale of chaos within him.He was dying, burning in the flames of distress.He needed his Sasha and there was no way back.He slowly raised his head, his stare fixated right on Rayla. She visibly flinched and began to take steps backward, getting ready for a run to save her life. "Get ready to pay." He growled like a wounded beast. Gently making his Sasha lay on the ground he slowly raised to his full height. She wasted no second to turn around and run as a spell left her lips in a barely whole word. Her lips shivered and her feet felt like they were on the verge of giving up.She knew if he got her, she would perish.Everything went according to the plan but the outcome was not what she expected it to be. She expected him to blame his good-for-nothing lover like he did back then but this time he saw right through her games.Indeed Makaria was right. He was not what he used to be.No one would be the same after all those deca
"Sasha..." Everything had stilled around him, the voices had turned hazy and everything was blurry except her. He stared at his fierce blade with which he took many lives piercing his Sasha, foisting unbearable pain on her. He shook his head and fell on his knees right in front of her."You...w-weren't supposed to be here. This wasn't m-meant for you." Sasha who was on the verge of falling into nothingness slowly blinked at Ragnar. A small smile kissed her blooded lips, barely reaching her hollow eyes.His eyes turned bloody red as he shook his head, looking down at his sword that was still inside her. "No, No...Fuck." His trembling hands landed on her stomach where his sword was piercing her.This was not Ragnar.This was a vulnerable lover.The lover who never had his happy ending."My love..." He whispered under his shaky breath, the sword that was inside her was inflicting great pain on her but he feared that if he took it out of her, it would kill her more, make her scream in yet
"R-Ragnar" Her throat closed upon seeing the sight in front of her. Never did she think she would have to witness such a sight where Ragnar was the one at the end of the blade. Her feet stayed frozen on the spot, her head felt heavier than ever and she just couldn't comprehend the scenery before her.She struggled to breathe.That poison one slash had an immortal vampire on the ground yet this one was piercing his chest like the most painful embrace.Every other vampire paused upon witnessing the most unpredictable situation ever. They tried to walk up to them but their way was blocked by Scorpions and Walton's guard and then another war began.The newly fresh blood once again kissed the ground, many mortals and a few immortals embraced the darkness and fell into nothingness.Sasha forced her feet to move just like Ragnar forced the blade out of his chest as he stumbled back while holding onto his chest. His expressions remained neutral, almost blank...too blank. Her lips trembled wh
The weather was colder than yesterday.The wind was slapping extra harshly against the thousands of armor.The heavy clouds protected the sun so the ground dimmed in the darkness surrounding them.Before them stood humans, looking ever so petite against vampires. They were huge in quantity but Sasha already knew who was triumphing, everyone among them did and that was why she just couldn't stop staring at the opponent with pity.Her hair danced in the air but her face remained concealed. Ragnar stood far from her sight, right in the middle of the front line beside him was his left hand but his Right hand remained out of sight.He must be purging in the kingdom that was gifted to him for toying.With a heavy heart, her eyes bounced between her brother and her husband before they traveled towards the witch. Unfortunately, she survived the choking session yesterday but this time either she was going to hell today or that witch.She tried to swallow the lump that was clogging her throat f
He was blocking her way out.At that moment her soul left her body and all she could sense was him in her vicinity.Nothing could go wrong more than this. This was the worst of it all.He blocked her way out of nowhere like death approaching her in her mid-twenties.Fast and unexpected, caught her so off guard she nearly fainted.He said nothing, just stood there like a wall and peered down at her, the metallic gray of his eyes drilled holes in her form as he eyed her up with quite an unamused stare.Sasha immediately stepped back and bowed at him. The witch behind her was not even struggling to breathe when Ragnar wasn't choking her at the moment. Was she dead for good?However, she was no longer Sasha's focus but the man in front of her. Her heart was literally breaking her ribcage at this point. His shadow that was casting on her bowed form looked like she was worshiping the devil.Though, there was not much difference."Arise." A shiver ran down her spine when his deep voice lande
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