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Hel and the Emerald Sky City

[Mature Content] ||| This is a fantasy soulmates romance set in an Urban setting with lots of deeply traumatic backstories and many deaths on the way, in a magical ancient academy, and with one of the main plots being revenge. There are countless types of mythical creatures and all coexisting in our very world. ||| Torture is all I’ve known for two thousand years. Not because I’m the one causing it, which ain’t the case, but because since the old reptile, Dragon Queen Meredith Bloom and her daughter in law, Crowned Princess Philippa Bloom kidnapped me from my mother when I was 7 years old, and killed her in front of me, I’ve been treated like a material she absolutely despised but wanted to make a weapon with. All because I’m the bastard daughter of the Crowned Prince Russell Frederick Bloom, the “holy-golden-dragon” with my mom, a black dragon extremely powerful who worked directly with the Dragon Queen and King as the Royal blacksmith and stylist. Which baffles me even more is that mother and Russell were mates, but as dear grandma there didn’t want a black dragon to mate with her precious golden son, she terrorized my mom when she learned of their affair and made sure her son married a female golden dragon of high birth right away. That’s where Philippa Pepper Wreathers-Bloom comes into the picture. She got engaged to my birth father before mother could even have me, and as soon as she had me on the territory now known as New Zealand, she ran away to her family’s original territory on the Himalaya Mountain Range. Which is where she made her lair and raised me for 7 years, in physical age. That is, until dear grandma came and ended our short-lived happiness. Aye, key detail. Mom and dad were both dragons, of different founding clans but both dragons, nevertheless, I came out weird and I’m not a dragon at all, I’m something else entirely, though still in the reptile family. Which is another reason why Meredith tortured the shite out of me. If there was something she despises more than having a bastard in her perfect Royal bloodline, is having a bastard who’s an error in the system (not my choice of words, hers), something that’s only been heard in legends of the long gone old world. What are you then, Hel? I’m a serpent. But not just a serpent, I’m a gigantic black serpent with emerald scales here and there (which Meredith is to blame for), long and wide bat-like wings, with sapphire eyes, and silver sharp fangs full of a very lethal poison. ||| English is not my first language.

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164 Chs

CXL ||| Stuffed Animals & Their Power in a Bargain Between Mates

One match today.

Two matches tomorrow.

Final on the day after tomorrow.

Out to meet Annabelle and head to my Kingdom on Monday.

I passed it all on my brain as I strode through the underground city market, from the farthest place on Haya's tent to the entry that takes us back to the tunnels and up to the Castle. Of course, I stopped here and there to buy some stuff and food.

And I was passing on a tent that had three machines with claws to get some stuffed animals, when I crossed with the Circle. As they were all playing on it like a bunch of kids. Lilith and Sunna are as doomed as me, seems like I'll have two girls to share from my misery.

"Is Lilith alive?" Oliver arched an eyebrow at me, and all of them turned to me at the same time. Smiles turning into stern glares. Still angry.

But when I tried to turned on my heels and head out of there, they all instinctively surrounded, making me turned to Oliver again, "Yes," I growled. "Lilith is alive. She's with Sunna, in Hell. In the Pit."

He crossed his arms over his chest, "And why is it that they would be doomed like you?" {"Since I'm your doom according to yourself."}

My eyes went to Rio, River, and Igor. More on River and Rio than to Igor, maybe because something inside of me says it's definitely not him. Which would mean it's Rio and River. Fuck. I hope not. They would be more doomed than I am.

"Rio and River?" Oliver frowned. "What do they have to do with them? Why are you acting so weird?"

Ugh. "Nothing. Just met a very interesting witch," I turned my eyes to Rio and River again, then back to Oliver. "Let's hope I'm wrong. Though it's definitely one of them."

"One of us?" They glared at me.

"What is it?" Irene asked confused.

Ah. Now I feel bad for her. "Nothing."

{"Why would you feel bad for Irene?"}

"Nothing!" I repeated staring at him.

"You were with Abellona. Where is she?"

"With the witch," I said bluntly and ate a cake pop of chocolate. "The interesting one. More helpful than the Crone, that's for sure. Though we are all fucked now," I chuckled looking at all of them. "So, fucked!"

They all got tense. "What. Do. You. Mean?" Oliver growled.

I baited my eyelashes, keeping my mind blank, "Who knows?"

He took a step closer and I took a step back, but Nevena held me, as she's standing behind me. "Wilhelmina, you better stop with that shite."

His seriousness made me laugh and I bit my bottom lip to hold it. "Yeah? Too bad, I don't feel like it. I'm bottling up anger to fight you with all I can on the final match, Oliver-Sean. After I win, I'll talk to you."

"I don't think so," he came one more step towards me.

"You can't force me to speak. If you're curious, go find the witch."

Rio frowned, "Who's the witch you're talking about?"

"A scary one. A lot stronger than me, or Bell. She's from the old world, and she knows a ton of stuff. She's also good with visions of the present and future, and specialized in mating bonds," I tilted my head, loving how all of them tensed up. Especially Oliver.

"You must be a sadist!" River growled.

"She asked me the same thing," I looked at my nails, trying to hide how uncomfortable I am with that. Then I turned my eyes to Oliver, whose eyes were ruby red with all the bad emotions possible. "I don't know if you are luckiest or the unluckiest person to be mated to a winged-serpent. Still can't figure it out. But it's definitely a lot worse than I thought."

His face turned stone hard, "Worse?" He asked bitterly.

Sigh, "I'll tell you after the final match. Until then, I'm not telling you anything. No matter how angry you get. Your anger will only make me angrier, since I can feel everything you feel, and it'll make me want to keep it from you harder," I took a step closer and he halted. "Call me a sadist if you want, but I kind of love when you're as angry as you are now. When you're angry at me, you definitely look the most attractive."

Dimitry scoffed, "You've lost it."

"Maybe," I whispered, eyes on Oliver's, and as I took another step closer, he gulped. On the tip of my tops I held his chin and made him look down at me. "Let me enjoy how angry you are at me until after we are done with the final match. I doubt you'll be this angry at me, ever again. I want to enjoy while I can, even if that makes me a prideful petty bitch."

{"Will you or will you not break the bond, Wilhelmina?"} He asked with an angry voice, but all of his emotions changed the second I used a word that talked about a possible future.

Caressing his bottom lip with thumb, I looked from his lips to his eyes, "I'll tell you after the final match, Oliver-Sean. You will be doomed no matter what I decided," I grinned mischievously, licking my lips. "To be or not to be mated to me. Let's see what my pride will make me decide." When he tensed up again, I brought him closer and kissed his lips for a second, then I pushed him away. "Get me a serpent stuffed animal."

Turning on my heels, I winked at them, opened my wings and flew to the entry of the underground city market.

{"Did you just provoked me?"}

I always provoke you, what's the news?

{"I want to kill you right now. Kill with my hands."}

Too bad you can't. That would be suicide.

{"What is that supposed to mean?"} He asked confused.

I'll tell you after our final match. Get me the flushy serpent, Oliver-Sean. I want it. Suits me. You're good with your hands. Get it for me.

{"Go to hell, Wilhelmina!"} He's definitely getting it for me.

Oh, I will, Oliver-Sean.

{"You are infuriating!"}

I know. But I meant it though.

{"What?"}

Matches of Set 1 start first. You're playing before me. Hurry up.

{"What did you mean, Wilhelmina?"}

It'll start in 15 minutes. You better not lose to a sophomore team.

{"You are avoiding the matter,"} he growled.

Get me the serpent stuffed animal and I'll tell you.

{"Fuck you!"}

You wish.

{"I do, actually."}

If you give seven stuffed animals, I'll let you feed on me.

{"And if I get twice that much?"} Greedy arsehole.

That will get you a blowjob, Oliver-Sean.

{"Now we are doing business, Wilhelmina. And thrice?"}

I'm not spending the night with you.

{"You said spend the night, and not, not having sex."}

Maybe I want to take advantage of your body.

{"I wouldn't complain about that at all. My body is yours!"}

I like the number thirty-five.

{"What will that much stuffed animals get me?"}

It'll get me to stop time and let you have your way with me.

{"I like the sound that. When?"}

After the matches. But we won't talk. Not about that.

{"I'm still bloody furious, but I can deal with that for now."}

I'm serious. I won't be telling you anything, Oliver-Sean.

{"It's a deal, Wilhelmina. I only want to listen to your moans."}

Nasty bastard.

{"I've already gotten seven. My meal is guaranteed."}

Get me nine-tailed foxes, phoenixes, and pegasus flushies too.

{"I was already doing that! All kinds of it."}

Good boy.

{"You are such a bloody bitch."}

Too bad you're mated to me then.

{"Don't do that. Don't play with that, Wilhelmina!"} Oli hissed.