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THE KING'S HEARTLESS GUARD

The Devil Walking On Earth is what he is called by the supernaturals. Ruthlessness runs through his very soul. Heartless he is. He is unforgiving. His fearlessness is something known to every spices that exist. He is capable of wiping out an entire race and no one would utter a word to stop him. He's known for keeping only male guards but this time around he wants females as guard. This decision shocked the entire supernatural race. But most females dared not go to the contest. It was only ten if them. Among the ten females, one particular one caught his eye even though all the females have their potentials. She was fierce, strong, calm and Lethal and he loves the fire in her eyes. It reminds him of himself. ______Disclaimer_______ He watched as she stood in front of him, giving the five men a hard glare which left them shifting from one foot to the other. She never ceases to amaze him. How can a beautiful girl be so cold? He asked himself secretly. "My King wants to have a chat with your master, in peace," she said with the same cold emotionless tone with dark aura surrounding her. An aura that he has never felt around her in before. "Our King has no business with your asshole of a king," one of the men spat angrily. The next second she was standing close to him with her dagger on his spine. "Don't disrespect my king. I won't mind castrating you before ripping out your particulars. One more word of disrespect thrown at my king and I will make sure I add you to an art collection," she warned, her voice coming out darker than he expected which made a shiver run down his spine as the guard nodded with a fearful expression. "Now, lead the way. Try anything smart and I won't hesitate to slice you up," she muttered motioning for the king to come with them.He followed with the same cold expression. He has never met a woman as strong as her in his entire life and this female has his heart without knowing. She's The King's Guard.

CHISOM77 · Eastern
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Cold

Iris and Aziz starred at Hamza's back in longing and sympathy, Kelshun released a sigh of helplessness as sadness engulfed her heart. This past was too heavy, she never thought Hamza has such a dark past, he walks in great sadness yet his kingdom doesn't know, they only sees his bad side.

She has never believed those rumors circulating in the kingdom because her father always says "don't judge people with their appearances" so she never did and to top it all she had always had a vision of being his personal guard and her mate had supported her on that. Hamza stormed back into the room, looking at Aziz and Iris with a questioning gaze.

"Is Amell the one who died," he asked shakily. His parents gave him a slight nod, confirming that the answer was positive. Hamza inhaled sharply.

"I think it's him again, when I lay my claws on him, he will wish he weren't born" Hamza said calmly, his voice sounding like steel. Aziz and Iris starred at Hamza in bewilderment.