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Hate love doesn't stand a chance

**FIRST PART OF 3** Once upon a time ... That is how all fairytales begin. But this, this is not a fairytale. This is not a story of a beautiful princesses nor of a handsome prince on a white horse. This is his story. The Story of Hate... Our beautiful land has been destroyed by a ruthless demon and our people live in the shadow of tyranny. There is no one to defeat him, no one for him to fear. Except she ... But it wasn't always this way, there was a time when our people lived in wealth and prosperity. The peace of this land will never return, Those times are nothing more as story's now... All we have left is hope, hope that the Chosen One will rise, and save us from this evil. But he knows this... he knows her fate. He wants what they stole from him ... He wants her ... Hate will never give up until she is dead. Her day will come and then she must decide how she wants to live her life. Fleeing? Or as a hero. Because she is the only one who can save us. She knows the story is true. The beast will kill everyone if she doesn't survive. She must be strong. He will find her wherever she does not want to be found. One dumb move, one reckless decision, and everything is lost. The future of the entire land depends on her. Mythical creatures, magic, epic battles, disappointing deaths, fairytale love, a hectic journey ... Anything you don't expect will happen. Will he find her ... or can she save us before it's too late?

Kaia_Nova_Doyle · Fantasy
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47 Chs

Greed

Snowflakes slowly drift down from the thick clouds. The gray sky is chilly. The young man drops his heavy satchel on the floor. He removes the brown hood from his head, leaving his dark shoulder long locks waving in the wind. He cracks his strong, slender back tiredly and rubs one of his dark blue eyes. He places his slim body down on a log and takes the last bit of his water supply. "Excuse me kind sir" a soft voice resounds. The young man looks up. He stares hungrily at the young woman approaching him. Her slender body is scantily dressed, unusual for this temperature, he notes. "Are you okay, lady?" he asks concerned. She nods weakly. "May I sit next to you for a moment?" The man nods eagerly and moves up. "I'm so glad to meet you, My Lord.."? "Djino" says the boy. "Isobelle" she greets. "I've been on the run for almost four days already" she blows. Djino hands her his last drops of drinking water. She gratefully accepts. "Who are you fleeing from?" "Enemies of my father, the headmaster. He has jewels and gold as high as the waking mountain." Greedy, Djino licks his lips. "Really now?" Isobelle nods. And my father's enemies want to demand ransom for me. Which, of course, he would pay. Would you? Help me? I promise that when you bring me home safely, my father will reward you generously. Four bags of gold?" Djino nods hurriedly. "I agree," he says. Isobelle smiles. "Thank you, my lord," she says and bows.

"Oh" Isobelle blows and looks at the knight approaching. "Is that one of your enemies?" Djino asks. Isobelle nods. "That's him. He wants to claim seven bags of gold for me." "Seven bags" beeps Djino. Isobelle nods. Djino frowns. "Forgive me lady, but when it comes to gold, I am quite greedy" he mocks and grabs her. "I won't kill her if you share with me" he shouts angrily. Hate smiles. "Really now" he mocks and looks into Isobelle's yellow eyes. "Forgive me lady" Djino repeats and looks again at the woman in his arms. To his surprise, she does not protest. Nor does she show any fear. Frowning, he looks again at Hate who, to his surprise, is abnormally closed. "Are you like that" asks Hate softly and grabs Djino viciously by his throat. Djino coughs and looks at Isobelle who quietly walks past Hate. She kisses his cheek and leaves the duo. "What?" Djino shouted in surprise. "What about my gold?" "Oh, I have something much better for you" laughs Hate and bites the boy's neck open.