Raised deep in the mountains by a pack of wolves, she doesn't know how humans are supposed to act. Even though she's half-human, half wolf, she had long ago shed her human skin in favor of her wolf form. Then, everything changed.

Freya screamed and jerked away from the wolf. She fell backwards, which was the worst move. Alec was taking no prisoners as he moved to push himself up to place a paw on either side of her head. His large body placed itself to stand over her while tilting his head to the side in confusion of her reaction. Despite that, she could see the dance of amusement in his clear green eyes. He enjoyed her reaction. No, he probably enjoyed the way her cheeks burned harshly, and her body heated more with each second that passed by. She just froze there... not moving as she stared. It was Alec that finally backed away Even in his canine form, she could tell he was smirking as he stepped away slowly and came to force himself into a sit. His tail flickered behind him as his ears pointed in her direction. Simply put, he was watching her.
She mumbled under her breath while she sat up and moved to her feet. Brushing her hands down her pants she spoke. "What the hell Alec? You could have woken me up." Her voice was shaking slightly in her embarrassment. She could not even bring herself to look back at the male. Even so, she felt the eyes burning into her. Alec did not answer her while she glanced in search for the other two canines, yet found neither.
"Drole and Tristan went home." Freya glanced over at him and yelped. She snapped her head away when she realized the male had changed back. However, he wore no clothing. She had not even seen the cat fur clothing that was laying on the ground, but now he was picking it up to slip back on to cover himself. He said nothing to her reaction though. Having put himself back together, she risked a look in his direction again to find the bandages were still in place. She was glad to know they were not torn off, but that would not satisfy her. She wanted him to be treated as well, at least beyond what her abilities allowed. She just hoped Mouse would no longer be in a horrible mood. Her anger still burned under her skin at the thought he would blame the beta for a foe's attack, which lead her to another question. Why were they even there in the first place? Could they have been after her?
Freya suddenly felt cold. Her arms wrapped around herself as she finally spoke. "May-"
Alec interrupted. "I would rather you checked my wounds." His eyes half closed even as he watched the house. Alec could not bring himself to face Mouse or even Justin yet. He needed to go back, but he refused to leave his delta behind. Mouse may have had his exile uplifted when he became beta, however he did not trust Justin to remember that. A matter of fact, he worried Justin might try to kill the man the instant he woke up... if he woke up. It had been years since the two had been left alone together, but Alec knew Justin still blamed Mouse for that day... the day he lost her. Although, it was also the day he too lost Mouse's trust and his respect. There would never be a way to recover that. He had just accepted it.
Swallowing thickly, Alec's eyes landed back on the female who seemed like she would argue. Freya wanted to, yet there was something in his gaze. It had darkened and almost looked... broken. It was not something she had seen from him before, thus she simply waved for him to sit. The beta did what he was told. Sitting down, he leaned back against the tree again as Freya sat down at his side. With that, she begun to undo the bandages from last night. "You need these to be cleaned, you know?" She stated with a frown.
Alec growled low in his throat at what he took as a command. She was of lower status, and he still did not appreciate her tone towards him. However, they shared the night together, so he decided to let it pass. After all, she had been brave enough to help his wound.
"Just wrap it up." Freya huffed as the male begun to retract into himself again, but she said nothing to it. Instead, she used the old bandages to rub at the wounds in hopes of cleaning them some. She found surprise in the fact they were almost healed though.
"We heal quickly." Alec found himself explaining. "Or have you forgotten that?" Freya's body tensed slightly at the question.
Their eyes meet again as he watched her with an unflinching gaze. Their sweetness had disappeared, and the kind Alec she found was gone. The eyes she found was the beta... the cold blooded beta that she had no doubt would kill her one day. Cold and hard, he reached up the hand to grip her chin. She narrowed her eyes at him in a challenge as if daring him to try something... anything to provoke her further. She debated on showing him exactly what kind of teeth she had. "What are you suggesting Alec?"
Alec's lips pulled back to flash his fangs as he leaned down slowly. A soft brush against her flesh had him humming at the taste, yet it had Freya shivering. This version of the male left Freya feeling cold... restless, and abandoned. It felt fake, yet the feel of his mouth on her made her wish to yank him against her body. In a way, she wanted him to possess her. She forced the thoughts away though as she instead waited for his answer. "I'm suggesting you're hiding something, and I want to find out. Perhaps during your punishment for running away."
Freya suddenly shoved him and yanked herself from his body. Her eyes were on fire as she glared down at the wolf at her feet who looked at her with little care. For a moment, she had thought this man was kind, however he had done well to prove her wrong. "Touch me Alec, and I promise you will regret it." Whipping herself from the male, she started back towards the house. Alec let her go... for now, but smirked in delight of her. It would seem he hit a nerve, and he planned to hit many more in the future.
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"Justin?" The words whispered causing for the male to peek his eyes open slowly. They glanced around in the darkness as he felt the trail of fingers along his bare chest.
"What?" He yawned and rolled over to place his body over his lover. Two hands placed themselves on either side of her head while his knees straddled her small waist. Alissa looked up at him with a gentle smile that brought out her beautiful blue eyes. They were clear as crystal and the color of ice. However, they showed every single emotion she felt as she gazed upon the husky with love. There was no shadow of a doubt how much she loved the man that lowered himself to almost lay on top of her. His lips grazed down her throat slowly while his nose nudged her golden hair away. He found that sensitive spot on her shoulder with his teeth. She cried out at the bite of pain only for his tongue to cool it.
"I-I think s-someone w-was calling for you." Alissa stuttered out. He groaned low in his throat as he yanked the blanket further down to expose her. His tongue lavished against her nipple making her squeal as her body tensed. A hand scratched down his back, and he growled in pleasure at having been marked. It only encouraged him to wrap his skillful mouth around the pink bug to force another gasp to leave her. He loved the way she trembled under him, and the way she squirmed in delight. She was flawless in every single way, beautiful, and she was his... only his. After being alone all these years, Justin had found the one he would forever love... forever be with. Born with impure blood, watching his mouth be executed, and then being abandoned by his father.. someone had accepted him. Even after being invited into Bellaroos and clawing his way to delta he had been shunned. To think, she had chosen him. Justin smiled at that thought.
"I love you." Justin whispered as he peppered kisses down her stomach and found his teeth brushing against her inner thigh.
"Ju...st....in."  The wet sound had the male's body freezing. His body went cold, and his breath caught in his throat. Slowly, blue eyes traveled up the female. He choked at the sight of blood gushing from her mouth. It stained her lips red and pooled to the ground. Her eyes, white and cloudy, laid on the ground at her side. Large plump worms wiggled about as they happily ate at the flesh and penetrated the skin of them. They had long begun to decay, and the juices had started to seep out to mix with the crimson. It left her with two large gaping black holes in her face. Blood poured from them along with her nose. The red liquid was everywhere... trailing down her once living skin. A slight smoke begun to rise from where the blood touched to start melting away flesh to reveal first the muscle. Thus, that blood begun to pour to leave ugly scars behind until only the bones remain.
Pushing herself up slowly, Justin could only stare as she smiled. Worms dripped from her mouth, her eyes, nose, and ears. They slipped down her body and drilled their way into now rotting flesh that was swelled from fluid. No longer did a living body sit before him. Her blond hair had long fell away, and she became painted in death. Her mouth parted to breath out a sickening rotten breath as she spoke. "Why did you let me die?"
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Justin jerked away with a yell while the hissing voice rang in his ears. Instantly, he leaned over and was thankful for the bucket next to him as he threw up... once... twice... and finally a third time. He was wrecked with dry heaves as he tried to empty his stomach further, but there was nothing left. The memory of the decaying body brought shivers down his spine and an acid taste in his mouth. His throat burned from the memory, and only when he had emptied himself completely was he able to lay down. He forced his eyes to remain open even as they attempted to close. He wanted to escape the thought of his lover turning into.... that. He could not bare to think about it, but before long his mind did indeed drift elsewhere. The first being how hot he felt. He was on fire with sweat dripping down him as if he had just gone swimming. Justin could smell the salt in the air from it, and he groaned at the dizziness it caused. He wanted to clean himself, but his body refused to move.
His back was tight, his body heavy, and he ached from head to toe. It was not a feeling he was used to. Glancing his eyes from where he laid, he quickly noted he was in Mouse's home. He knew the moment he glanced out the window at the unfamiliar land where he was, and it was further confirmed by the strong smell of the other male. He growled at that. For Mouse to have helped him, he must have been in danger. "Well, you survived. Congrats."
He knew that voice, which was why he bared his fangs. The coyote did not even notice as he pulled a chair up to the table. "Drink." He had no strength to refuse as the water was pressed to his mouth. He drank it with greed, gulp after gulp until the bastard pulled it away. The husky whimpered in want for more, and after a few seconds the healer let him have it. This continued until finally Justin refused anymore. Mouse stood up and moved away to the kitchen before coming back against. This time, he had a rice mixture.
"How did you get rice?" The husky forced out with a small smile. It was rare in Bellaroos to find rice. Even being canines, they could eat it, but it was not always a preferred food.
"Shut up and eat." Justin groaned in refusal, yet the healer insisted as he pressed it the male's lips. One bite in, he found a burning hunger to take the whole bowl. The bastard only gave him two more  spoons full. "You can have more if you keep that down." The healer insisted and sat it aside as he begun to check on the male's back.
Justin frowned and tensed at the touch. He did not trust the albino... not one bit. "Oh get over yourself." Mouse snapped.
"You didn't save her. For that, I-"
"She told me to save you first, so I did. Grow up." The healer snapped and removed himself from the table. The slashes were healing, but Mouse was glad he had stitched them. Justin would have been in great danger if he hadn't, but he did wish he had given him a drug for sleeping. Every single time they were alone, it was the same conversation. Justin's anger still raged that Mouse had disobedient him. Instead of saving his lover, he saved his delta. He saved the General, and because of that the canine had never forgiven him. Truth be told, he was not sure she could have been saved either way. That knowledge had been the key factor in his choice, but he had never told Justin that. That secret stayed with him because he knew it would destroy the him. Justin would not be able to forgive himself, thus Mouse was fine being the one to blame. After all, it was never like they got along anyway.
Mouse's lip twitched at the thought as he grabbed the bucket of water and came back to start washing the wound clean as he listened to the husky's snarls. "There were other healers, but only you could have saved her! You chose not to!"
Mouse said nothing even as his mind drifted back to that day.... The day everything went wrong between the two.

A peaceful life in the mountains is shattered when Freya wakes up alone, hurt, and confused in a strange land where people can change into animals, use magic, live primitive lives, and are in the midst of an ancient war.

However, what if she is the key to end the violence? What would you do if the price of love, freedom, and peace for everyone was your own life?

Discover the mystery and lives of the Beasts.

WARNING; This story does contain, but not limited to, adult language, sexual content, sexual abuse, violence, gore, and dark themes. No trigger warnings will be given. This is your only warning.

"And here, we have the garden." I gasped as Cade brought me to the entrance of a beautiful hedge garden, the walls filled with all kinds of  colorful plants and flowers.

I never knew this place had a garden! A gorgeous one at that. I walked through the first alley, grazing my hand through the lush greenery. Roses, tulips, lavenders, marguerites and many more plants I couldn't identify. But they were still incredibly beautiful.

I smiled, wonder floating in my mind. All these foreign plants and flowers, they had so many different shapes and colors! And each had it's unique scent, it was amazing! For an Omega who's lived in the woods all her life, this was a real jewel to see. A pang hit my chest while my thoughts drifted to my mother. She loved flowers... and she would've loved to see this garden.

I sighed, holding back a few tears. "Mom would've loved to see this..."

I felt a large hand lay onto my shoulder and I jumped, instinctively flinched at the touch. Cade pulled his hand back at my reaction, wide eyed and confused.

"S-sorry... I'm not use to being... uh, touched by anyone else." He smiled and nodded.

"I'll remember." I smiled back, turning my head back to the flower covered hedge to hide my blushing cheeks. Cade was so sweet and gentle, not the brute, violent monster my mind wondered him to be when we first met.

Still, my Wolf refused to let her guard down and all her senses were in high alert for any imminent sign of danger. What's up with that?

I shook my head and returned to reality, gazing at the beautiful flowers displayed by my eyes. I sighed and stood up. Maybe it was best if I didn't stay here too long; I didn't want to break down into tears in front of anyone.

I gave a shy smile to Cade and followed his side as he continued the tour of the mansion. But my mother still lingered in the back of my mind and I couldn't help but wonder if she was okay. She must've beeb so worried when I didn't come home after the ceremony.

Worry clenched at my throat and I clutched the edge of my dress. "Do you... do you think I'll be able to see my m-mother again? Eventually...?"

Cade smiled gently, slowing down his pace. "To be honest, I don't think Jace would allow you to see her." I gazed down, a frown wrinkling my brows. "But, I can ty to arrange something for you."

My face instantly lit up with a smile, but I didn't dare to look up at him. I could feel my cheeks blush red and I'd be embarrassed if he found out.

"You'd do that...? For me?"

A smile lifted the corner of his lips. "I am your Beta afterall. My job is to make you happy and feel comfortable."

I blushed and gazed down, wide eyed. "Make me... h-happy!? L-listen, I-I've never had a boyfriend before, I-I've never—

- Oh no, no! That's not what I meant." He shook his head, chuckling under his breath. "What I mean is—" he froze, eyes shifting around with an alerted look on his face.

I frowned. What's up with him. But as soon as I opened my mouth to speak, he placed his hand before my face, indicating me to stay silent. I held a gasp, and gazed around wondering what could've alerted him.

Then, I remembered the link and spoke through it. 'What's going—' a howl rose from the a distance and I froze in place. I recognized that howl...

Rogues.

Instinctively, Cade and I crouched to the ground and I hed my breath, terrified. My Wolf lended me her senses and I immediately became hyper aware of everything around me. I could feel every nearby presence, but for now, I only felt Cade's. He made a silent 'sh' and gestured me to follow while we slowly advance closer to the hedge's edge.

My heart raced wildly in my chest, thymping in my temples. I was so scared, I was certain Cade or any nearby enemy could hear me. I closed my eyes and forced myself to calm down, while asking my Wolf to lend me her courage. But she was as terrified as me.

Silently, Cade snuck a peek around the corner and quickly pulled back with a low growl.

"Rogues." He whispered so only I could hear. He turned his large head towards me, blue eyes cold. "Stay here. I'll check if the perimeter's safe. Don't move until I come get you." I nodded even though every fiver in my body screamed at me to run as fast as I could I never look back.

But I trusted Cade. He's my bodyguard now, and as far as I know, we might be surrounded by rogues and I don't have any fighting experience except minor defence techniques in case I get assaulted from behind.

I watched as he silently turned the corner and disappeared from my view, leaving me alone in the bushes. I was terrified, with nothing else but my own heartbeat to break the silence. I closed my eyes and focused on my surroundings, searching for Cade's presence, but he seemed out of my range. I tried to link to him, but received no response. I also had to be careful; if I didn't focus my thoughts purely onto Cade, then any nearby Wolf would hear me speak over the link and would discover my location quickly.

'Behind us!' My Wolf howled, alerting me of an imposing male's presence. I held a gasp as menacing footsteps passed by the other side of the hedge.

"Search the area!" Barked the male, a menacing tone coloring his voice.

Panic surged through my body. What do I do!? What do I do!? I couldn't simply run! They'd see me for sure. I had to find a way to sneak pass them, but how!?

Suddenly, a howl broke through the silence, alerting the patrolling rogues in the area. "Over there!" Barked the nearby male, as I herd him transform into his Wolf form and bolted towards the chaos.

Nows my chance!

Silently, I crawled pass the gap, quickly gazing to the sides to see if there were any enemies nearby. When I reached the next hedge, my Wolf spoke to me.

'Transform, it'll be easier to naviguate!' I hesitated. Although she was right, I really didn't want to ruin Alexandra's dress! Besides my mom's saffron gown, it was the only piece of fancy clothing I had... then, I came up with an idea; I took off the dress and then carefully tied it around my waist, nothing left by my pale blue underwear to hide me.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, once again checking for any nearby presence. All clear.

Clutching at the ground, I transformed into my Wolf, amber fur ripping through my underwear's soft fabric. I froze once fully transformed, afraid someone herd my clothes rip into shreds. But too my relief, no one had been alerted.

Silent like a mouse, I slinked through the maze of hedges and soon found myself out of the flower garden. I gave out a sigh and quickly checked if the dress was intact. Despite a few Wolf hairs, it was perfectly fine.

"Don't move." I froze.

She is the daughter of an exiled maid. He is the heir of a wealthy leader.
She is shuned by her rank. He is praised for it.
She's an Omega. He's the future Alpha.
Ava Rose and Jace Weston.
Two opposites, bounded by destiny.

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On his 20th birthday, Jace Weston reaches the day every werewolf eagerly awaits; today he would finally meet his mate, the one true soul chosen by the Moon Goddess to bond with him for eternity.

But what if his true love, his mate isn't enterily what he hoped for?

*********WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SCENES OF **** AND TORTURE VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED******************

Word that The Wolf of the Reach had taken a beautiful red haired mate was the talk amongst the clans. Cael had to head off again to another clan meeting and left Holkic and Prestod to guard me. Cael drew me into his arms and gave me a deep kiss.

"I haven't even left, and yet I already miss you. I wish I didn't have to attend these meetings" Cael said, pressing his hips against me. I respond with a giggle. 

"The sooner you're off, the faster you can return," I said kissing him again before his council interrupted us. He rushed back in and held me close one last time.

"I love you" Cael whispered in my ear before rushing off. I didn't even have time to respond. I wanted to tell him that 'I loved him too', but before I could ponder too much on it Dandii came busting in to take me to the river with the rest of the women. She was even able to get Holkic and Prestod to abandon me to the capable hands of the warrior women of the clan. The part of the river Dandii took me too far out than we usually go.

 It had been unusually hot so the ladies were cooling in the steam, most where nude others in undergarments. Despite being four months pregnant I was unashamed of my nakedness and disrobed completely. We joked and laughed, and spoke of more secret things. I had redressed and lounged against a rock, I was a bit farther than the rest of the women. I had the sudden need, an instinct to gather closer to the group. I saw the look in Dandii's eyes as something, no, someone came up behind me. Before I could turn to look I was knocked unconscious.

Dandii 

Dandii pulled out her double daggers and charged the large hairy nord, he was in the middle of a shift. Part werewolf figures are the only beast who could get this close without being detected even by Sparrow. He batted me aside as several other men showed up, we were able kill one before the rest disabled us and were taken prisoner.

"Load the woman into the cart we will fetch a good price for forsworn whores." The large Nord that had attacked Cael's mate said. Dandii had to stay close to Sparrow, Cael would never forgive her. She needed to protect her and her unborn child. That child was the future clan leader. Dandii watched as he put some liquid into her mouth.

"Keep your hands off of her," Dandii yelled at him.

"I have been hunting for this little mouse for quite some time. Looks like Bishop planted his seed deep enough for it to grow" He scoffed, picking up her limp form and tossing her in the back of the cart. The rest of the women were bound and gagged and huddled into the cart as well. Several of the men sat with them and fondled the goods.

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Cael

Cael had returned late in the afternoon, his eyes scanned the village for her flaming hair he loved to see blowing in the wind. When he didn't see her as he strolled through the village he found his feet lead him in the direction of their tent. She was absent from it's small space, it only seemed large when she was here with him. He sighed then smiled, he knew that he fell in love with her the moment he reached to tame the wild wolf. Even when she lunged at him to tear his throat out he could not lift his blade to harm her.

He pushed the flap of the tent aside and stepped out in the sun, he was anxious to be with her again. As he looked around the village he spotted Holkic and frowned as he made his way towards him.

"Holkic where is my mate?" Cael asked.

"Dandii and a few of the other women went up stream of the river, they were doing women things today. We left her in the care of your sister and the rest of the warrior women. Our women are not so helpless Cael and neither is your mate, she is a fearless warrior." Holkic explained and complemented. But Cael had a gnawing feeling inside his gut that slowly ate away at his resolve.

"How long ago?" Cael questioned further.

"Right after you left to visit the other village," Holkic answered. Cael's frown grew and he turned and headed in the direction Holkic had described. He knew the place well and it was popular due to the gentle waterfall that was there. Holkic sensing something was wrong motioned for the other nearby warrior to follow. When they reached the small clearing there were no women. Cael's heart fell into his stomach, everyone stood and watched their chief. He closed his eyes briefly taking a deep breath. He needed to think with a clear head, not one filled with emotion and panic. 

He scanned the ground, a few articles of clothing, lots of footprints and one of the bandits left behind, they must have taken the women. Near the corpse Cael found Dandii daggers, at least she was with his sparrow. Cael ordered for his warriors and called for the wolves asking them to follow the scent of the dead bandit. A few feet away they found a foot trail with wagon tracks. He whistled for Yakul and was off, Cael's warriors followed him in silence, they could feel the tension in the air.

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I was in and out of consciousness for several days. I felt drugged and had a nauseous feeling that I had traveled a great distance. The last thing I remembered was hitting my head as I slowly tried to open my eyes. I was so tired and I was in so much pain. I tried to move when I realized I was suspended in the air, my arms hung from chains that extended from a ceiling and they aching from the suspension. My feet chained slightly apart and a leather gag across my face. 

"Ah little mouse, you're awake." Thorn says piercing me with his eyes. I pulled at the shackles willing the change of my wolf to take me but it wouldn't come. 

"You could try to bring your wolf out to play but you would not be able to free yourself little mouse. These iron shackles can hold a wolf," he instructed moving closer to me. I moved away as much as I was able.

"The drug I have given you is having a side effect on your child and it  looks like you are losing it." he gloated, my eyes grew wide at the realization that most of the pain I was in was down in my lower abdomen and a sticky wetness was between my legs that dripped down which could only be blood. Thorn grabbed a fist full of my hair and brought his lips to my ear.

"Tell me Mouse, who's was it? Bishop's? Or that Forsworn? Maybe it must have been Bishop's, the time is about right four or five months? I'm going to enjoy doing this." he whispered in my ear, then took a step back and punched me in my abdomen on one side then the other. I screamed through the gag and tears fell from my eyes. My body responded and began to bleed more profusely. NO! No no. I thought. 

"You understand, I need to speed this process up a bit so that you can carry my seed, little Mouse" he confessed then left the room leaving me broken and bleeding.


Bishop and Cael

Bishop had noticed a large band of Forsworn headed his direction. What was a clan of Forsworn doing this far out of the reach? The leader scouted ahead on what appeared to be a elk? Bishop pulled out his bow and notched an arrow in it he exposed himself to the Forsworn, bow drawn taught Karnwyr at his heels ready to strike.

"What is a clan of Forsworn doing this far out of the reach?" He inquired, the day was waning and night was upon them. This was her favorite time of day Bishop thought. Everything reminded him of her, he had to find her. Make her understand that he would never betray her. He loved her.

"We follow a trail of bandits who have captured our family members as slaves, we mean you no harm Dark One" Cael announced from atop his mount Yakul as he looked down at Karnwyr he began to use his magic on him. Karnwyr shook his head and sneezed as the magic took hold.

"What do you search for with your pack brother?"  Cael asked Karnwyr through their new bond. It was much easier to create a bond with this wolf which Cael found interesting.

"We seek my pack brothers mate. She is a beautiful white wolf with green eyes, she is both wolf and human. As a human she has hair the color of fire."  Karnwyr explained. Cael showed no signs of surprise. This must be the one she was hiding from, the great tracker. Bishop let his arrow fly but changed the target to just graze Cael's cheek.

"I know enough to know that you are speaking with my wolf through a bond, what did he tell you?" Bishop asked, notching another arrow in his bow.

"He tells me you search for a red-haired woman, one who also shifts form into a white wolf with green eyes," Cael confessed their conversation to Bishop.

"Talos Bollocks! Karnwyr" Bishop growled. Karnwyr whimpered at his master's scolding.

"Do not blame him, Dark One, it is the call of my magic it compels him to be my ally. In fact, we are more allies than we thought," Cael began. 

"Explain," Bishop demanded, lowering his bow slightly.

"It was very easy to gain a connection to your wolf which is quite strange usually it takes longer than just a few moments. But it seems your Karnwyr has shared a connection with her...With Breanna a connection I share with her. You see Dark One we track the same woman. She was taken along with several women from my clan and we track them. The abductors headed south east," Cael explained, dismounting from Yakul and standing before him. Bishop's arms fell to his sides and then he placed his bow back on his back. The rest of Cael's clan slowly joined him.

"You must be the father," Cael stated. Bishop looked up at Cael, his eyes narrowed.

"What did you just say?" Bishop hissed.

"You must be the father to the baby she carries in her womb," Cael repeated. Bishop's eyes burned with rage. How could she? By the Nine I have to save her!

"Show me the last tracks you found," Bishop requested. No emotion in his voice, he pushed it down deep inside him so he could keep a clear head.

Breanna

I had passed out for the pain when I finally woke my face stiff from the tears that stained my cheeks. I had lost feeling to my arms and the pain in my abdomen had subsided. I opened my eyes and instantly wished I was dead or dreaming something other than living in this moment. So much blood and the small bump that adorned my belly is now gone. I inhaled sharply and made a small sob.

"Ah my little Mouse has awoken," Thorn said, drawing my attention to him as he had collected the small unborn child in his bloody hands. 

"I can smell him in this child. Bishop really did make his mark on you. You know little Mouse in the wilds wolves eat their dead young" Thorn threatened, licking his fingers. My eyes widened and he laughed as he left the room leaving it in front of me on the table and I cried.

I was awoken to the sound of the door scraping open. If my body wasn't in so much pain I would have jolted away. An older lady entered and the door was closed and locked behind her. She carried buckets of water and a mop with rags. She threw the buckets of water on me, one after another washing me of the blood. I felt empty and numb. All I could do was stare at the bloody mass that was my child on the table, my tears all gone for I had no more to shed. The old lady followed my gaze, as I started shivering she stripped me of the tattered bloody clothing.

"I'll make sure it finds a nice final resting place out back" she commented as she wrapped the small remains in some cloth and left. "Burn it" I choked out. "Burn it and save it's ashes for me.." I asked weakly, the old woman nodded and left. She returned to feed me and I was roughly moved to another room and tied to a bed where I passed out from exhaustion. 

I woke to the crushing weight of another on top of me. It was dark but my nose still worked, I could smell him. Thorn's hot skin burned as his grubby hands fondled me roughly. 

"Finally I have you all to myself. I can't wait to fuck you," he marveled in the circumstance. The gag was returned to my mouth so I couldn't speak. All I could do was think. Pain will only strengthen my will. You can break my body, but you can't break my mind. Torture is the policy of tyrants. Resistance is my only weapon. It was useless to struggle, I refused to make a sound as he gripped my hips and pushed his hardness inside of me. I screamed on the inside of my mind. My body began to bleed once more as a wound reopened. Pain washed over me with each thrust he pushed deep and deeper. 

He laid his hands around my neck and squeezed he began to choke me. I was surprised, my eyes grew round and my lips parted under the gag. I struggled in a panic, but he was in a different place as he pushed into me faster. Praying he was almost finished,  the more his pleasure increased so did his grip. My eyes closed and my struggling ceased as he ejaculated instantly, I passed out from lack of air.

Days passed, how many I was unaware. He would come for me hours days at a time. I was weak and drained, unable to fight his advances anymore I turned inside myself to protect my mind from going mad. In the distance she only heard yelling and fighting in her weary half awake state drugged.
Cael
"Your wolf says this is the place," Cale nodded to the house in the woods.
"That fucking bastard…" Bishop growled.
"What now?" Cale asked.
"Breanna's Falkreth hold is just on the other side of the road; he must have been watching the place…" Bishop said and Karnwyr growled.
"You mean your friend…" Cale said with distan.
"He's a dead man now…" Bishop growled as he gripped his knife and walked out of the clearing towards the house. Cale followed after his battle axe ready. Bishop kicks open the door to find the place empty. Karnywr sniffs around then digs at a rug. Cael pulls the rug away and reveals a trap door, Karnywer bolts down and Bishop follows and Cael right after. 

They searched every room and dispatched each bandit they found. Karnywr rushed past several bandits barked at a closed door. Carl moving ahead took them down easily. His chest ached, if him and his men had only been home when they would easily defend them from this horror. He kicked the door open that the wolf was digging at and gasped at the sight. 

Breanna was chained to a bed spread eagle, bruises adorned her naked body loosely covered with a thin sheet and a strange contraption was strapped to her head to prevent her from speaking. Cael found the key and quickly unlocked the shackles. He heard Bishop cures behind him.

"I'm gonna find that Bastard and I'm going to kill him…" Bishop growled and stocked off deeper into the den to search for Thorn.

Cael watched Breanna frown through her bruised face as he removed the strange contraption.

"Breanna.." Cael whisperers, and reaches for her through the connection they shared when she was a wolf. I lived but the seal locked my mind against anyone. I wanted to sink into the dark shadows where I hid deep in my mind and live there to protect myself. He draped me in his cloak and easily lifted me into his arms. I was thin and the small bump in my abdomen that he fawned over was missing. He held me gently against his chest and carried me out of the darkness but I knew that I would still be haunted by that room.
I heard Cael's soft voice. I was hallucinating again even hearing Bishop's.

"You've done enough Dark One! The man who did this is still out there! Hunt him!" Cael said, laying her down in the soft grass. 

"Oh, trust me I plan to make his death a very painful one…" Bishop growled. Cael shuffled next to her.
Breanna frowned as her eyes fluttered open, her vision blurry at the light of the sun as she blinked bolting up her weak body she looked around quickly bringing her hands up to her face she felt the contraption that blocked her voice removed. Cael put his hand on her shoulder. "You're safe, rest." He said in his calm voice. She flinched at his touch and a pang of hurt shot through Cael like an arrow. She began to rock herself and refused to make eye contact.

***Reverse Harem*** Follow my character Breanna as she traverses the deadly land of Skyrim and her many love affair. Her life, full of adventure, death, betrayal, and her many lovers. This is her story as she comes to terms with being a Dragon trapped in a woman's body.  Skyrim lore with Skyrim Romance Mod.

Pale opened an eye, looking around, before sitting up in his bed and exhaling deeply. He sounded exhausted, "Whew."
Tycondrius rolled his eyes, "How long were you planning on pretending to sleep?"
"Ehehe..." Pale grinned and looked down at his hands, "Until Troia left? And uh... why does it smell like... burning?"
Lone glanced at the small table near the bed, "I think your girlfriend baked you cookies."
"She's... not my girlfriend?" Pale tilted his head. 
"Can I have one, then?"
"Sure?"
Suddenly, a sharp sense of unease washed over Tycon. 
He glanced over at the tray that Troia had brought in. 
« System, analysis: Tray of... items? »
He couldn't rightfully call them biscuits... or even consumables. 
⟬ System response: Tray of Dry Bricks. Mundane projectile weapon. If consumed, inflicts nausea, vomiting, diarrhea. Low probability to inflict death-effect. ⟭ 
Tycon held his hand out, just in time to stop Lone from killing himself, "Hold." 
Lone furrowed his brows, his eyes immediately alert, "Boss, is there danger?"
"They're poisoned," Tycon explained. "Someone has made an attempt on the High Oracle's life. I'll inform the kitchens, afterward."
"(Fangs and claws do not have eyes,)" Tres Leches softly growled. "(The killer does not care who his victims are.)"
"...Scary," Lone grimaced, crossing his arms. "It must be hard being a High Oracle."
"Mister Pale," Tycon decided to change the topic. "You were in a troublesome state, earlier, young man."
Pale dipped his head, ashamed, "I'm sorry, Sir... I just... I dunno if I wanna talk about it."
"What's wrong, man?" Lone nudged his young friend. 
Tres Leches put his paws up on the bed with a wisdomous gaze, "(You stared death in the face... and you lived.)"
Pale chuckled softly to himself, "I don't know. It bothers me, I guess? I really like being in Sol Invictus."
"You're on contract," Tycon crossed his arms. "You will remain guilded until your resignation or your violent and probably-completely-avoidable demise."
"Boss..." Pale's eyes grew wide and he stuck out a quivering lip, "You... you won't leave me behind?" 
...Was that what this was about?
"Of course, I'd leave you behind," Tycon groaned. "Granted, I'd need a very good reason to do so."
Lone cleared his throat," Boss... I think he means, y'know... in general."
Tycon pursed his lips. Why were his companions being so difficult? 
"In that case... no. In fact, I am willing to expend a great amount of resources to ensure you are *not* left behind."
Pale nodded, wiping at his tears... "I guess that makes sense."
"Anyroad..." Tycon tapped his foot impatiently. "Even if a forceful separation were to occur, you are obligated to find a way to rejoin the main force."
"But... that's not the same?" Pale whined. 
Tycon furrowed his brows, "Why not?"
The boy blinked in confusion, "...Uh. Isn't it?" 
"It's the same," Tycon insisted. 
"Don't worry about it, bro," Lone grinned. "I'm in the same boat!"
"We are nowhere near a boat," Tycon argued. 
"A figurative boat, Boss."
Tycon took a deep breath and sighed... "Very well. As you were, then."
Lone nodded, "I mean... I got separated from Boss when I got sent to prison. And then I got pulled away for a heist!" 
Pale's eyes opened wide in shock, "A prison?" 
Tycon eyes narrowed sharply in disappointment, "A heist, Mister Lone?"
Lone's inclined his head, "It's... complicated. I'll tell you guys about it after evening training."
"Is that... so?" Tycon tilted his chin up. "You must think the physical training I've planned, akin to a relaxing stroll on the beach. Very. Well."
"Boss!" Lone cried out, "Wait! That's... that's not what I..."
"Do not fret, Mister Lone!" Tycon exclaimed, "The difficulty will be adjusted accordingly."
"S-seven hells," Lone cursed.
"Aww, butt," Pale winced. 
"(Pain is what makes us feel alive,)" Tres Leches barked. 
"You're coming too, wolf."
"(F*ck)"
...
⟬ Flashback: Cersei's Rest, Northern Docks. The morning of that sun. ⟭ 
Barza Keith, the Lone Shadowdark took in a deep breath of salty fog. 
He was sitting on a hefty rock, a rowboat tied to it. There, he waited. There, he watched. 
The waves lapped against the wooden pier. The gulls squawked away, living their lives as they pleased. He wished he could be like those majestic creatures... but he had a job to do.
No one else was around-- it was just him and old man Simonides. The ugly old man in the uglier yellow hood sat in his rowboat, smoking a pipe. He was the one who suggested this spot... an unused dock, fallen into disrepair. 
He didn't have to worry about Outsiders seeing anything they shouldn't. 
Even amongst the ambient noise, Lone could hear Edge approach. The man was a Rogue-- a good one, too. But it didn't matter how quiet he was. 
Lone was a Ranger. 
He knew those steps... knew what to listen for. He could identify the pads of a field mouse in a mouse field. Tracking another human was as easy as melting butter in a pan. 
"You made it," He waved, not bothering to look. 
"Lone..." The blonde, spiky-haired Rogue approached from the side. "I got your message, man... So yeah. I'm here."
He had his arms crossed defensively... and he kept looking around. Edge had a good sense of preservation. It's what had kept him alive all this time. 
They were a lot alike. That meant he probably knew what was coming. 
"Yeah..." Lone nodded. 
He took in another deep breath, taking in all the little things. He wanted to remember it all... burn the moment into his memory. 
He could smell the sweat from his own filthy clothing. Fish had washed up by the tide, dying or dead, trapped in the rocks below. 
Cersei's Rest was supposed to be a bastion of humanity, a big white-rock Basilica in the middle, the home of the holiest of the holy. To him, it was just another beach that stank of fish rot. 
Lone was a Ranger. He could take a single whiff of bear shite, figure out where she lived, track it down, murder her, and eat all of her babies-- all within half a bell. 


I woke up in this world with a System and a sword. Without hesitation, I chose to complete the princess’ quest with my weapons: Arrogance. Cunning. Pride. I will lead guild Sol Invictus. Denizens of the 7 hells, respect me. Servants of the 11 heavens, know fear. Guild Invictus, know the suffering of training so you can wrest victory from the jaws of those who dare doubt you. 

This is a story about a snake named Tycondrius waking up in a fantasy world of swords and sorcery. There is action, violence, unapologetic murder, and arrogant displays of power. There is an emphasis on combat growth as well as psychological growth on more than a few members of Guild Invictus. There is camaraderie and also the inevitable comedic dialogue amongst manly men. There are even elements of romance and Tycon running away from terrifying, powerful women. (Did you know most female snakes eat their partners after mating?) 

Give this book a read. I hope some of these stories can inspire you to fight your battles with analytical intelligence, heroic courage, and ruthless lethality. 

Schedule: 5+ chapters per week. 
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Okay, okay.  The church's harvest party wasn't a total waste of time.  It was more like a carnival of stupid games, that were mostly Bible themed and loads of candy. Bethany had fun; no doubt she'll be sugar spun for days.  She dressed up as a fairy princess to no one's surprise.  Gram bought the twins ragdoll outfits and painted their face to look like old Raggedy Ann and Andy dolls.   May's kids dressed up as Ladybug and Cat Noir which makes me understand where all those cat pajamas came from in the beginning of my stay.  Mom and Jimmy Dad came as scarecrows, Gram wore a leather dress and moccasin boots.  May wore a Viking outfit, which is fitting for her. Jams got called in to deliver a baby.  Lucky him.  
I dressed as a Minnie Mouse, much to my dismay and Bethany's delight.  I never felt so stupid.  Backus I looked more like Multi-Mouse since I had put my hair up in two buns for the ears.  I don't know who that character is but I'm going to assume it's from the Ladybug show.  Mom, Gram and Jimmy Dad took turns taking Bethany around to the games and rocking the twins with me.  I did my best to keep to the side lines and just watch only because it's pretty loud and chaotic with all the kids running around.  That and it's easier to see all the silly costumes the bigger kids and adults put together.  Hot stuff, Darren came as Prince Eric and his wife and kids came as mermaids.  Considering she is a really pretty redhead, it's a fitting costume design.  Mack and his wife came as warrior angels, while their son was a Roman soldier.  I saw someone dressed as ramen noodles, a bottle of ketchup, a Hershey's kiss and Santa Claus.  One little kid came as a pop tart.  That's a kid after my own heart.
There was this one particular individual that was making me nervous.  He was wearing a stocking cap that looked a bit like a sheep face and fleece cape over regular clothes and he was watching me.  I could feel his eyes on me everywhere he went.  I recognized him from church.  He had tried to talk to me a few times at the potlucks and although I was nice like Gram told me to be, I made it clear I wasn't interested in any kind of relationship with him.  I don't need friends and I certainly have no need to date.  I'm busy.  Besides, he just gives me the willies.  Creeps me out for some reason.  Like all my arm hair stands up when he gets to close.
And just like a predictable horror story, said individual made his way to my side just after Gram took Bethany and Mom and Jimmy took the twins, leaving me alone on the sidelines.  I felt him draw close before I saw him as a shiver rattle my spine loose.  "Hey, beautiful." He whispered a little to close to my ear.
I pulled away and scooted down the bench. "Hey." Trying to keep it polite.  "Let me guess.  Wolf in sheep's clothing?"
He slid closer.  "Yup.  Wanna know what makes me howl?"
"Not really." I push him back as best I could.  "Do you mind?" He took my hand in his and leaned down to kiss it.  I pulled it away.  "Um, no.  That's not okay with me." He straightened up without the hint of offense on his face, just determination.  "Look…"
"Tyler."
"Tyler.  Look, Tyler.  I don't want to be rude.  But I have told you before…"
"That's just because your scared of getting hurt.  If you give me a chance…" He reached out and caressed my cheek, "I promise I'd be gentle."  He smirked seductively.  
I felt the need to vomit.  Not before punching his lights out though.  I curled my free hand into a fist and was about to swing when I familiar voice drew our attention away.  "Hey Babe!  Sorry I'm late."  I locked eyes with Josh, slack jawed at his comment but chose to go with it.  He leaned in and kissed my cheek sending it on fire.  "I had to stop for fuel.  You okay?"  He looked at Tyler and then me.
"Umm, yeah.  Tyler was just keeping me company for a minute while I was waiting for you.  You know, keeping me safe from sexual predators and all."
"Yeah, dude.  Sorry.  I should go now."
"That'd be a god idea." Josh said with a wee bit of a growl.  We watched Tyler leave the building before facing each other.  "Sorry, Mags.  You looked a little uncomfortable with him.  Hope I didn't ruin anything for you."
"No!  No.  You save me.  He kinda creeps me out and seems like the type who doesn't take no as an answer."
"That's what it looked like to me.  You okay now?"
"Yeah.  I'm good."  I looked him up and down noticing the single white sparkly glove, black loafers and sparkly black jacket.  "What are you supposed to be?"
"You can't tell?  I'm shocked."
"Seriously.  I have no clue."
"Oh, come on.  I'm Michael Jackson."
I laughed.  "Aren't you a little white to be Michael Jackson?  And young?  Wasn't he big in the eighties?"
"One; no one is too young to dress up as the King of Pop.  Two; he was big in the sixties, seventies, eighties and nineties. So, yeah.  And three; He was white when he died."  He laughed
I laughed.  I like his laugh.  "I can't believe you just said that.  That's gotta be the most racist thing I've heard."
"Well, he was."
"Oh, my god, just stop." I lightly slapped him in the arm while I laughed.  Then I had a thought.  "So, can you moonwalk?"
He twirled in place, stopping on his toes, tipped his hat and proceeded to moonwalk for me.  He then leaned over straight, bending only at his ankles, popped back up, twirled again and grabbed his crotch as he pointed with the other hand.  
I applauded his performance.  "Bravo, Mr. Jackson.  I am in awe of your magnitude."
"Yeah, well, say what you will of him, the man was a legend."  He looked me up and down and asked, "Multi-Mouse?"
"Minnie."
"Huh.  Okaaayyy."
"What?"
"You don't look like Minnie much."
"I don't even know who Multi-Mouse is."
"You've never seen Miraculous?"
"Miraculous what?"
"Wow.  You are now officially the first teenaged girl I've met that has not seen every episode of that show at least fourteen times."
"Nope.  Haven't watched any of it.  Never even heard of it before coming here."
"Hey, so, you wanna check out the ball pit with me.  Last I heard, Bethany hasn't come out of it since she discovered it."
I felt my face flush and instantly my veins were on fire.  "Umm.  I-I don't know…  I kinda…"
He raised his hands in surrender.  "Purely platonic, I promise.  No ulterior motives."  He made an X sign across his heart.  "Friends?" He held out his hand for me to take.
Friends.  When was the last time I had a friend besides Jude?  Do I even know what to do?  And how does a girl stay 'just friends' with a guy this good looking?  Something deep inside tells me this boy is a road I won't be able to turn off of.  A slight tremble ran through my fingers as I reach for his hand.  "Friends," I offered falteringly.  I cleared my throat and tried to smile. The moment my hand touched his, my knees threatened to buckle, my stomach did a somersault and my breath hitched in my throat.  Fairly certain my vision blurred for a second. "Sorry," I said withdrawing my hand from his.  "I-I m-must have forgotten to um… eat… again.  I think I'll g-go see if there is anything left on the s-snack table.  Raincheck?"  Lies, lies, lies.  The dude set my whole being on fire.  Like I wanted him in a bed, er, bad way. I was hungry, but not for food.  Holy crow.  I need a cold shower.  Oh dear God, what is wrong with me?
"I could walk you…"
"No!" I spoke a little faster than intended.  I smiled genuinely, this time.  "I mean, no. It's okay.  I'll see you later. Okay?"  He smiled back, dipped his hat and headed for the ball pit.  Okay, make that an ice bath.  I need to be submerged in ice water.  Pretty sure that if I were to look in the mirror, I would see steam rising from me.  I passed up the snack table and headed for the bathroom because I was sure my make up was melting off.  Naturally, Gram was in there, as was mom.  Bethany had to go, and Jackie needed a diaper.  One look in my direction and both of them started laughing.  "What's so funny?" I demanded.
"Need to change your pants?" Mom asked.
"What?!  No!  Oh my god, Mom."
"Gosh," Gram corrected me while grinning at Mom.  "Don't you remember when Jimmy could melt you like that with the touch of his hand?" 
"Oh, he still does…"
"No!  I don't want to hear this.  Stop, please."
"You think his hands work magic, wait until he…"
"Mom!!" I yelled at the same time Gram hollered "Sarah Beth!  She's just a child!  There's plenty of time for that kind stuff later on."
"Yes!  What she said, Mom.  Thank you, Gram.  Can we go home now?"
"It's barely seven o'clock.  You need a cold shower or something?" Mom's insinuation here wasn't funny in the least.  No matter how right she was.
Or something, yeah.  "What?  No.  I'm just tired and the twins are usually in bed by eight and Bethany by 8:30."  That was true, those kids are on a schedule, but more than that I needed to get out of there before running into Josh again.
"Well, I have to stay until it's over, I'm afraid." Gram explained.  "I could have someone drive you, I guess."
"Josh? Maybe." Mom giggled.  Gram and I shot her a 'shut up' look.  "What?  It was only a suggestion.  You know what?  I'll go get James.  We will take you home.  And I promise, no more teasing."  Holding Jackie, she put the diaper bag on her shoulder and left the room.
"Okay."  I took Bethany from Gram and followed Mom out to find Jimmy.  I looked towards the stage and found Jimmy, Josh, Mackerel and Darren dancing with about ten kids to the Monster Mash song. "Oh. My. Goodness gosh.  What are they doing?"
"Dance contest." May announced from behind.  "Funny, huh."
"I'll say.  Who's got Gabe?" I asked.
"Susan.  She's right over there by the face painting table."
"I was hoping Jimmy could take me home.  I gotta get the kids in bed."
"Oh, I can do that!  Just give me a sec to tell the kids to go home with Gram later.  Cool?"  Gram nodded.  Mom was too lost in the show on the stage to pay attention to the conversation.  May came back with baby Gabe in her arms.  "Can we trade vehicles, Gram?  Since you already have the car seats ready?"
"Absolutely."  They exchange keys and we left before the men came off the stage.
May rambled on about various things that had happened at the party and asked all the usual questions about my experiences there.  I evaded most of them with casual, no-committal answers like 'uh huh' and 'okay' and the like.  Finally, I decided to ask her a few questions and say some things.  "Do you know a guy named Tyler.  I've seen him in church a few times.  He was there tonight as 'a wolf in sheep's clothing' and he got a little too friendly, if you know what I mean.  And tell me about Josh.  You know Mackerel's little brother.  What's his story?  Is he an okay dude or is he trouble?  Who is Multi-Mouse?  DO think I could watch that Miraculous show that your kids like so much?  If it's okay with Gram, that is. And do think Gram will let me stay with her after my year is up?  I don't know if I want to live with Mom AND Jimmy Dad AND a new baby.  OH SHIT! I'm sorry.  I wasn't supposed to say anything about that.  Just pretend I didn't say that please. By the way, how old is Josh?"
"If you actually want answers, you're going to have to stop talking long enough for me to get a word in."
"Oh, sorry."
"Now, I don't know any Tyler, but I can do some digging if you want."
"No, that's okay.  I think Josh scared him off when he pretended to be my boyfriend."
"Pretended?"
"Yes, pretend.  He's not really my boyfriend."  Though I could get used to the idea.
"Josh is good people.  He's made some bad choices in the past that landed him in hot water for awhile, but then who hasn't.  He's paid his dues, came back to Christ and has been doing well for about three years now.  He just turned twenty last week."
"What kind of trouble did he get into?"
"Oh, come on, girl.  You know better than that.  That's his story to tell.  As for Multi-Mouse.  It's one of the superheroes in that Miraculous Ladybug show and yes, when it's cool with Gram, you can come over and watch it.  My kids have seen every episode at least fourteen times."
"That what Josh was saying."
"And I didn't hear anything about Jimmy and Sarah having a baby.  Did you?"  She winked at me.
"Nope.  Not at all.  Thanks May."
"You bet.  So, fess up Buttercup.  You like Josh?"
"Honestly, I think it's just lust."
"Wow!  Lust. Wasn't expecting that blunt of an answer from you."
"When have I ever sugar coated anything?"  Seriously, has she forgotten nearly every conversation we've had?  Not going to lie though, I'm impressed I finally got a shocked response out of her.  It's a first.
"Touché. So, you don't like him.  You just want to ride him for a minute?"
"Yeah. No. I mean." I sighed trying put all my jumbled feelings in some sort of order.  "I don't know." I grumbled in defeat.  My feeling for Josh were a jumbled mess that I couldn't get straight.
She laughed.  "Funny.  That's exactly how I felt about Jams when I first got to know him.  I mean, I always found him attractive, but the first time we actually spoke to each other turned me into a puddle of pudding.  I couldn't make sense of anything for a long time."
"What did you do about it?"
"Nothing.  Everything.  Did a lot of praying.  Went out on group dates with him.  Got to know him better.  Took a lot of cold showers."
"Oh my god, May."
"What can I say?  He turned me on."
"Did you ever sleep with him before you got married."
"Like I said.  I took a lot of cold showers."
"So, no?  Really?"
"Really.  We both had strong convictions about abstinence until the wedding night.  It was a promise we made to God and each other so no matter how difficult or tempting it was, we waited until we said our vows."
"That's cool, I guess.  I never wanted to have sex in the first place. Now I have twins and certainly don't want any more kids on my own but…"  The memory of his kiss burned against my cheek.
"He got your blood boiling tonight, did he?"
"To put it mildly."
"He's a good guy.  Just don't ever let yourself be alone with him."
"You think he'd try something?"  I let a little panic rise up.
"He wouldn't.  But you might."  She winked again.  I wanted to slap her.  Mainly because she was right.  X-rated dreams, here I come.
"That's why we need a savior, honey pot.  Left to our devices, we'd be doing whatever felt good in the moment.  It is in Him we find our strength to reign in our desires and think things through.  In Him we find the power to resist the strongest of temptations.  In Him we find the will to take those cold showers when our bodies would rather take a hot ride."
"Dear God, May.  Stop with the visuals, please."  I laughed.  She laughed.  I think May is the first person I have been able to confide in about this kind of stuff.  She hasn't teased me about anything, nor has she skirted details.  She gives it me straight and I appreciate that.  She helped me get the kids cleaned up for bed and then read Bethany a story before leaving.
I lied awake thinking about my life and how I got to where I am.  Where did I want to go from here?  Should I live with Mom and I guess, Dad?  How will that work with Mom's baby and mine in the same house.  What about Bethany?  Granted she is technically Gram's now, but she stays with me.  She started calling 'Mom' recently and even when we try to correct her, she still does it.  If I were to live with Mom, I couldn't take her with me.  Wouldn't that hurt her?
And school.  Am I going to have to go back to public school when my year is up?  I got ahead in my classes so I could graduate a year early, but I still have a year to go.  I've gotten used to being homeschooled and I like being able to stay with the twins.  What about college?  Is that even an option for me now with the twins? 
Oh my gosh, daycare.  If I went to school, or college, or got a job, would they go to daycare?  I don't like that idea at all. Where would I be right now if I hadn't come here? That's easy. I'd either be in jail or dead.  For certain the twins would have never been born.  
Jude would probably be dead too.  What about Jude?  Do I have any romantic feelings for him?  No.  Even now with his kids on my hip, I have no physical desire for him.  Do I love him?  Yes, dearly, but like a brother, not a lover.  His last letter mentioned a girlfriend and it didn't spark the least bit of jealousy.  You think it would have if I had those kinds of feelings for him. No, he is my old friend, not my lover.
Lover.  Interesting word, lover.  I hear the word and Josh comes to mind.  Yes, I definitely have the hots for Josh. All kinds of romantic feelings there for him. My body heats up and all types of naughty thoughts circle around in my head at the mere thought of him. Do I love him?  I don't even know him.  He's a good-looking acquaintance that plays a mean violin and dances like Michael Jackson.  An extremely good-looking acquaintance.  So, I had better do one of two things.  One, get to know him well enough to know whether I could love him or two, forget all about it and keep him in the acquaintance circle and just enjoy the view when he comes around.
Being sixteen kind of sucks sometimes.  Too old be a kid climb up in Mom's lap for snuggles.  Too young to be an independent adult with full freedom and responsibility.  Adulting scares me a lot.  Already doing some of it by being a mother, but I don't have to deals with having a job, or husband, or bills.  I'd really love to be six again.  Back before hormones to over.

(Volume 1 Complete)
I have been getting into trouble often over the last year and Mom had hit her breaking point.  When faced with the choice between a state-run boarding school for troubled teens or my grandma, Mom chose what she called 'the lesser of the two evils'.   Grandma.
Did that imply, Grandma was evil?  Is that why I hadn't met her before or why Mom never once ever mentioned her?  Unfortunately, I was about to find out.

A/N. Cover credit goes to: SrdVegaDesigns

(Volume 2 - ongoing)

Now that you met the mysterious grandmother, let’s take some time to get to know her and how she became the gifted woman she is…

The game loaded up and the login screen appeared before Xiao Wei. The girl put her fingers on the keyboard and typed in her account details. She typed in so fast that the details appeared on the screen only after a few seconds of typing. Her CPM (Characters per minute) was very fast and it was at least over 350. The speed which was considered to be fast.
Xiao Wei dragged her mouse over and clicked the red button, <Login>.
Few seconds passed and the character selection window opened. Xiao Wei looked at her character. She saw her character standing firm with her Common items. Her common linen shirt, linen pants and Novice Staff.
In the game world of WoAL, there were 6 item grades. From worst to best they were: Common, Uncommon, Rare, Epic, Legendary and Ancient. Out of all these item grades, uncommon items were the only items that didn't have any stat increases on them. They only had some armour. Items from uncommon and beyond had stats on them. The better the grade of the item the bigger was the stat increase. So even if the player had two items of the same level but different grade. The item with the higher grade would be superior to the one of the lower grade.  
After looking at her character for a minute Xiao Wei dragged her mouse over to the big red button <Enter World> and clicked it. With the click, a loading screen appeared and in a few moments, it was replaced with the actual game. Xiao Wei smiled and mumbled. "Let's begin."
Xiao Wei placed her left hand on the keyboard and her right hand on the mouse. She held down the right mouse button and moved the mouse along the mouse pad, this, in turn, moved her camera. She used this method to look around the area. 
The first thing she saw where the players running around the area. They were all of the same race. Which was <Cambion> as only <Cambions> could be in this starter location. Even though they were all of the same race, each one was of a different class. 
After looking at the players for a good ten seconds, Xiao Wei moved her eyes away from them and looked at the actual world.
The starter zone of half-demons half-humans, <Cambions> was a huge floating island. This island's ground was purple with cracks. Nothing grew out of the purple ground, it resembled barren land. The sky was grey and in this grey sky, three moons hang above the barren purple ground. These three moons were red in colour. 
These three moons were not unique to this levelling zone rather they were visible at all times to all of the Demon world.
In front of Xiao Wei stood a woman and behind this woman stood a huge building. The building resembled Sout Korean architecture. To be exact it looked exactly like Throne Hall of Gyeongbokgung Palace in Seoul, South Korea. The demon woman had a yellow exclamation mark above her head and her name was <Ivori>.
The exclamation mark meant that the NPC has a quest for the player to take. In the game world of WoAL, there were a few quest types. There were four in total. 
story progression quests which were marked with a yellow marker. These quests progressed the zone further and were one of the main sources for a player to receive experience points.
Repeatable quests which could be repeated daily or weekly. These quests were marked with a green quest marker These quests could be repeated multiple times, but it gave no experience as a reward. Players instead would be rewarded with the reputation points, items or gold.
Dungeon or Raid quests that were marked with a red quest marker. The Quests that only appeared after the player had cleared out all the story progression quests in the zone. These quests were one of the hardest quests in the games as it required players to form groups and conquer the hardest content in the game. The rewards of these quests were also very good. 
Dungeon and Raid were the bread and butter of the massive multiplayer online role-playing games (MMORPG) games.
The last quest type the Grand quests which were marked with a Purple quest marker. These Quests were the hardest to complete and they also gave the best rewards. One Grand Quest would last through the entire expansion and they were really long. This quest would only become available when a player would reach the highest level.
Xiao Wei looked at the NPC with a yellow quest marker. She moved her character towards this NPC. She moved her character using the movement buttons on her keyboard. To be specific she used the movement keys 'W', 'A', 'S', 'D'. She pressed the 'W' and the character moved forward.
She with her character Wei Xiao approached the quest giver <Ivori> which was a succubus who had a long tail and who wore skimpy clothing. Xiao Wei clicked on this NPC and the NPC began talking. The voice of the NPC through her headphones entered the ears of Xiao Wei. She could hear the NPC talk as the game had a full voice acting. Every part of the game was voice acted.
"You have really grown my daughter. It was as if it was only yesterday that you were just born. But enough about that. You are already grown up and you are ready to start your own journey. But before you do, why don't you do one task for your mother? I need you to go east and gather ten dark herbs. Will you do this task for me, my dear daughter? "
<Quest Received>
<Gather 10 Dark Herbs>
<Rewards>
<+100 XP>
<Accept, Decline>
Xiao Wei dragged her mouse over and clicked on <Accept> with the button press the voice once again entered Xiao Wei's ears, "Why are you standing around for? Go go."
<Quest Accepted> 
Xiao Wei smirked and mumbled, "Let's begin my first quest."

Ever since Xiao Wei was a child, she was constantly bullied. Because of this constant bullying, she closed herself away and became a fat slob who played video games every day. 
After Xiao Wei graduated from high school, she didn’t wish to get a job or get married. She had chosen to do the one thing she was most confident in – play video games. 
Every day as a NEET she played the hottest online video game - World Of Ancient Legends(WoAL). With each passing day, she would get more and more obese until it had been ages since she was able to see her own feet by looking down. Finally, on her 28th birthday, her heart had had enough. Unable to pump enough blood throughout her enormous body, it stopped, giving up. 
Her life flashed through her eyes, making her realize something important - In the twenty-eight years that she lived, Xiao Wei didn’t accomplish anything. She had just drifted through life, unseen and unnoticed, just a tiny dot-insignificant and worthless. She thought, “If I had another chance. I would definitely accomplish something. I would become the strongest player in WoAL, standing above all and below none. I would become a pro gamer, one to be envied and feared.” 
Her eyes closed as she passed away.
With a jolt, Xiao Wei opened her eyes again, feeling as if she had just had the longest dream of her life. Old memories flashed in her eyes, making her realize, “I don’t know why, but it seems I am back to my eighteen-year-old body!” 
Xiao Wei smiled, “I, in this lifetime, will not let myself go. I won’t cause problems for my parents. I will accomplish something, no, everything in this life. I will become the strongest player in the WoAL. I will become the strongest pro player.”



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Kiara gets out of the cold water and he follows shortly after; both of them shivering and completely silent. As soon as the wind hits her smooth skin goosebumps rise all over her form and she shivers again because of the cold. Her teeth clatter together and it catches his attention. 
Now he feels kind of bad for pulling that stunt in the first place. 

"Come on lets go home."
"This place is absolutely not my home" she states calmly and just walks away. He walks behind her catching up to her shortly after, choosing to ignore her comment. They walk back together, him having to guide her from time to time because she doesn't have a clue where she's going. 

"Are you still cold?"
"What gave it away? Was it my hands being wrapped around myself or the constant shivering?"
She stops for a moment to stare at him, arching her eyebrow in a silent question which he answers.
"No I'm not cold", she continues to stare so he elaborates.
"My wolf, Greyson, he keeps me warm"
"Oh, must be another thing, like your freaky red eyes and oh, the fact that you changed without a full moon." Her sarcasm is not lost on him but he answers anyway.
"Yes"
"Yes? That's all you have to say? That's not normal. What you did is not normal at all. What are you?"
"I'm a werewolf, like you." He states simply but that's not the answer she was looking for.
"No, I'm a werewolf, I have normal colored eyes, I have to wait a while for Isabel to warm me up in the slightest bit and I most certainly don't change without a full moon. So again I ask, what are you?"

Marquése completely ignores her questions not wanting to tell her all the things that were not right about him. Instead he opps to teasing her, "So Isabel is it? That's a cute name."
"Why thank you."
"Don't thank him" Kiara scolds her wolf in her head when she heard her trying to respond to him. He laughs at this.
"I still don't know your name though."
"And I don't have a reason to tell you."
"I told you mine, the least you can do is tell me yours."
"When you stop feeling the need to tie me up and try to kill me then I'll think about telling you."
His eyes flash red at her statement but he brings in the reigns from his wolf. They don't like when she's disobedient, especially Greyson.
"If you didn't realize it, the only time that I've ever tried to hurt you was when you were disobeying me, my wolf doesn't like it, neither do I."
"Well tell your wolf I said too bad-" he grabs her hands as gently as he could and holds her into place.
"Let's not wake the beast if we don't have to ok?" She scoffs at this, he's always trying to play off his anger into a joke.
"And as for this morning I- I didn't mean to, well I did but I was angry."
"What was that even about, I wasn't-"
"I-I'm sorry ok?" He says it like he's asking a question, cutting her off because he didn't want to talk about the events that led him to choke her this morning. It's the first she has ever heard anything of the sort from him though, which shocks her.

"That was the most painful apology I've ever heard, if I do say so my self."
"Well I don't care and it's all your getting."
"Fine. At least tell me why you tried to drown me."
"I was playing."
"Yeah right, playing."

They finally reach back to the house and she stops, pausing to look at the outside.
"You need to do something about this."
"Just go inside." 
She irritated him beyond words.


Night falls and the house is as quiet as a mouse. The night air seeps in through the worn wood of the old house and Kiara is sitting down in a corner, shivering slightly. Marquése takes note of this and for some reason grief overcomes him. He gets up and starts to rummage through his limited supply of clothing. Shortly after he pulls out a shirt that is suitable enough for her to wear. He hesitantly walks up to where she is seated, presenting it to her.
"Here put this on." She just sits and stares at him then at the piece of clothing in his outstretched hand. He continues, 
"It's clean, and long. It'll keep you warm."
"No thank you."

Marquése looks at her with pure disbelief,
"Are you kidding me? Surely stubbornness has its limits, and freezing to death must be one of them. I mean it's not like it's not clean and even if I wore it before I'm pretty sure it's better than the cold, possibly still wet clothes that you're wearing right now."
"I'm fine. I rather be cold." She glances off into the distance. He only sighs in frustration.

"For Goddess sake just take the shirt. We don't want you to freeze to death now do we?"
"Don't we?" She throws back at him sassily and he clenches his jaw. 
"For some reason I think that your life would be just a little bit better if I was dead right now so pardon me if I don't want to be pity-coddled by you."
She practically spits the words a him and it was like the last straw for him. She had seen it in his eyes but some how he swallowed his fury, only expressing it by throwing the shirt in her lap.

He steps out the house and she stares at his retreating form then the shirt. The cold seemed to attack her body in that moment even more because she couldn't take it any longer and caved in, deciding to put it on. 



"Greyson."
"Yes."
"We need a plan. I don't know if I can not do anything anymore."
"I honestly have no solution to this. I don't think we can, you know."
"Yeah I know."

He steps back in a minute later and she now realizes that he had gathered some wood from a pile outside. 
He bends down in front of the small fire place to busy himself with starting a fire.
"Turn around"
He scoffs at her small voice beside him and decides to do her one better. He leaves the house again to gather a little more wood; not that he needed it.
He also retrieved a stash of meat that he hid for later cooking. When he entered, she was also wrapped up in a little blanket he had laying around, presumably with the shirt that he gave her underneath.


And the ice queen melts..

He continues after making the fire, putting on a pot to boil with the meat. He added other types of food into the small pot after and allowed it all to cook.
In no time a mouthwatering aroma fills the room and Marquése gets up when it's finished to start pouring. 
He absentmindedly hands over some to Kiara for her to eat but becomes aware when he doesn't feel the bowl leave his hand. He turns to look over his shoulder to see her still in the corner by herself, not looking in the direction of the food at all.
He sighs again, "Are you going to eat?" He was already digging up a smart remark to her rejection when she completely surprised him by accepting the food.
"Hmm, I thought I was going to have to give you the 'I could be starving you' speech."
"I guess she's changing." Greyson hums in his head and he agrees.

Marquése watches as she dips her finger into the soup and timidly places it into her mouth tasting the liquid.
Her stomach grumbles

"Haha, well that never gets old."
"Shush"
"Did you just 'shush' me?"

She ignores him and quickly takes a sip from the bowl, swallowing down the heavenly liquid with an audibly sigh in delight. 
"Wow, it's that good huh." He asks but she doesn't answer.
Marquése talks a sip of his own soup and it is in fact, really good. He has never liked the taste of raw meat in human form only his wolf can stomach it and even then he's always liked to cook first then eat. 

He didn't want to like it that way because of what it entails pertaining to one of his many abnormalities.
They both continue eating in an almost comfortable silence, before both burping simultaneously. 


Marquése bursts out laughing, something  he hasn't done in a very long time until he looks at her and his laughter slowly dies down.  "What is it now?"
"My apologies, it slipped out, and that's not an excuse but then you did it too at the same time and I-"
"Why are you apologizing to me? For that of all things?" He asked incredulously 
"Because, that wasn't a very lady like thing to do."
"You cursed me out more than once and kneed me in the jewels. I'm pretty sure burping is the least of your escapades in being unladylike but whatever you say princess."
"Kiara" 
"What?"
"My name is Princess Kiara."

Imagine living in a world of extra-ordinary things. Where man and beast is one, where everyone you know is the same but you may all be so different from the world outside the borders.

A place where you can transform into your pure nature, and you are the top predator. 

Wouldn't that be something?

However, Kiara has always wondered what lied beyond those imaginary walls, the barriers that not only kept everything out but also kept them in.

There was no way she would get to explore these things though because she is the prized possession of her people and no harm could come to her.

So she follows every rule, passes every test and overcomes every obstacle put in her path; if there was such a thing as perfect she would be it. 

Until she turned 18 then everything changed, her parents see that she isn't perfect after all and alas no one is. 

Because of this revelation she is met with new obstacles and ultimatums which she despises and takes matters into her own hands. Now she is faced with the ultimate mystery that breaks all rules, shatters all boundaries, enchants and captures her in every way possible.

Will she back away from a challenge?
or will she be able to adjust and be apart of creating a story like no other?

"Then what should we do?" Sui Ruohua hurriedly turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan, and all the others looked at him in unison.

After the matter just now, even the people of Xuan Tianzong fully believed in Zhuo Fan's vision and wanted to listen to his opinions.

Zhuo Fan groaned a little, and said: "The so-called confidant knows each other and wins every battle. Before thinking about the solution, let me clarify things first. Now I don't understand anything about the strangeness here. Go back first, Make it clear and make a decision! "

The pupils of the eyes didn't notice, Zhuo Fan immediately took everyone back to the inn, and the door was closed.

But the mist has already approached them, and the invisible enchantment has also made a rustling corrosive voice ...

"Things are like this ..."

In the dim lobby of the inn, the crowd was sitting in a group, with only a cloudy candlestick lighting, and the Kui wolf was walking around like a ghoul in hell, with a grunt between the skeletal muscles, giving this spooky The atmosphere adds some weirdness.

Shui Ruohua grabbed his shirt slightly, and his back was a bit cold. He tried his best not to look at those weird things and began to tell: "Half a month ago, we were passing by this town on the way to the Ssangyong Club, but we were in In a tavern, I met a young man with red hair. His eyes were very evil. At first glance, he was a man in the devil's path! "

Sure enough, the strange things here are all done by masters of magic road!

Looking at each other, Zhuo Fan, Yang Sha and others knew it, and they were as good as they had guessed before.

"The young man saw us coming, squinted his eyes, got up and made a fuss, and my son shouted, and then angered him. With the help of the three elders, we were not afraid. The man didn't say much, So we left. We thought he was afraid, but we never expected that early in the morning, we suddenly discovered that the people in the whole town disappeared instantly. The elders could n't help but urge us to hurry. But he is ... "

"It's gone, right?" Eyelid picked it up unconsciously, Zhuo Fan looked at Shui Ruohua's deep wrinkled brows and let out a sound.

Slightly nodded, Shui Ruohua couldn't help but look sad: "Yes, my son is already weak and sick, and it's not reassuring. Now he suddenly disappeared, which is really anxious. So, we looked around, but the son did not I found them, and the three elders disappeared again and again. Later, every day, the disciples who went out searching disappeared. There is no way, we have to lay a barrier and stay here firmly, not daring to cross the Leichi one step, only dare to go out and search again during the day ! "

"Cats and mice!" They looked up at Yang Sha and looked at each other. The four of them did not know what to say, and Zhuo Fan laughed even more.

Shui Ruohua was taken aback for a moment, and it was unclear. So: "What a cat or a mouse?"

"Hehehe ... this is a game, the cat catches the mouse in his hand, not in a hurry to kill, but tortures and enjoys the thrill of everything!"

The corner of his mouth slightly tilted, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "Since that man can take away the whole town and the three elders, why would you keep your disciples here and only take one or two every day? With the strength he currently shows, it 's not difficult to take you all away. Is n't it just to tease you and let you live in fear every day with trembling. That 's what cat play is, fun! "

Unconsciously, Xuan Tianzong nodded.

Zhuo Fan was slightly curled in the corner of his mouth, sighed, and his face was stunned, and he seemed to recall something. He sighed: "Ah, like this game, I used to play when I was bored, but now I do n't have that interest. Now! "

"Hahaha ... The heroes see the same thing, we used to play a lot, but after making the offering, there was no such time, and after a long time, there was no interest!" Yang Sha couldn't help laughing, but Yangsha clapped, too: " To be honest, when you think about it, when it 's okay, it 's interesting to find something that does n't look good and play this game! "

Nodded lightly, the four looked at each other, and all laughed out loud, demon friend!

Shui Ruohua and others fell down with a black line on their heads, and looked at the faces of the four people instantly gloomy, scolded and perverted!

"Huh, you Daoxiao Xiao really didn't have a good thing, and actually took the lives of others, it's really sinful!" That Daner couldn't hear it anymore, he couldn't help but yelled and scolded.

Zhuo Fan and others listened, not sure, but the Kui Wolf was somehow standing on the side of the little girl, and cursed likewise: "That is, Zhuo butler, you are doing so, it is too evil, even the old wolf, I am difficult endure!"

"Huh, can't think of someone with reasonable sense in the devil's path?" Eyes couldn't help but Dan Er looked deeply at the Nailang wolf with a surprised expression, but soon, Kui wolf's next sentence made her have a The urge to kill the man.

"You can't chop them, chop them, chopped, and cooked, how happy is that? Why do you have to work so hard, it's troublesome!"

"I knew that you didn't have a good person in the devil's way!" Dan Cheer could not help but screamed.

Zhuo Fan and others saw each other and looked at each other, but they all laughed out loud.

Zhuo Fan deliberately and unconsciously laughed at the little girl who had previously pricked him, and waved his hand: "Little girl, do n't mind, we also have literati and rude men in the magic road. Thick men like Kui Wolf like it Simple and rude. We are more elegant, and like to see life is better than death, suffering and suffering, in order to have fun, ha ha ha ... "

Zhuo Fan laughed, and the rest laughed, and then Daner was crying when he saw him, and immediately ran to Chu Qingcheng, rushed into her arms, looking for comfort: "Sister Qingcheng, you see these people are all Someone, I'm so mad ... "

"Hehehe ... I didn't say they didn't have a good person early, just look away!" Chu Qingcheng shook his head and smiled comfortingly, then stared at Zhuo Fan fiercely, blaming him for not being so Tease her sister.

Unconsciously, Zhuofan raised his head and argued: "Look at what I do, if I don't recall the happy events of the year, how do I know the person's style of action, how to help you mess up all the sons and sisters Rescued? Although it may be corpse now ... "

"Oh, what do you know now?" Guan Er smiled, Chu Qingcheng looked at Zhuo Fan, his eyes were full of affection, but there was no question at all.

She didn't seem to care about the lives of those people. She just cherished the time they spent together.

Raised his eyebrows triumphantly, Zhuo Fan said: "Of course, first of all, this kid is very addicted to the game of cats and mice, not a reckless person, and his mind is delicate. Otherwise, when you have a spat with him, he will immediately revenge Instead of waiting for one night, he slowly tortured you. He took your sick young son away, he had no other intention, but just trapped you here, so that you dare not leave easily, and slowly enjoy the fun of abuse ! "

"You are not allowed to say bad things about my son, he is not sick ..."

"You said that he was weak and sick, it was my fault?" That Daner Fengmei froze and yelled at him, but still waiting for the little girl to finish the film, Zhuo Fan interrupted suddenly, and immediately choked her. You have to be speechless.

Dan Er felt aggrieved and looked at Chu Qingcheng, but Chu Qingcheng smiled faintly and waved her hands so that she didn't have to worry about it. Then he looked at Zhuo Fan and teased: "Zhuo Butler deserves to be the one who came here, and he is very experienced!"

"Yeah, as a predecessor, this kid pokes his ass, but I can easily see what **** he wants to pull. What he is playing now is the rest of us playing before, right?"

Unconsciously, Zhuo Fan turned his head to look at Xiang Yangsha. Yangsha nodded quickly and said proudly: "Yes, and this kid must be immature and playful. It has been smooth and smooth, and has never encountered setbacks. This must also make him proud and confident, like those of us who have passed through the wind and waves, there is no such a childlike spirit. So we said that this is what we played before and now we do n't play anymore. After all, with this effort, it would be better to practice more and improve your strength! "

Zhuo Fan heard it and nodded. Since this kid is unfamiliar, there must be a lot of effort in doing things, and there will be many loopholes, which should be a breakthrough.

Watching these big devil heads dumbly analyzing what happened recently, Shui Ruohua was completely shocked.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that in the face of the teasing of these magic masters, it was still the battle-hardened old demon heads who were more able to cope with it.

Unlike them, after the incident, Zhang Er's monk was puzzled, running around like a headless fly, but was useless and was put between the palms of the opponent.

However, what she did not understand was that even the old demon heads of Yangsha would forget it. Zhuo Fan's young age, how can he feel more cunning than these old guys, it seems that his qualifications in the devil are older than them!

This made her look into Zhuofan's eyes, covered with a layer of mysterious veil, and a heart fluttered for no reason.

It seems that Zhuofan is a huge treasure trove buried deep in the seabed, making her unable to resist exploring ...

"Okay, then everything is clear!"

In the end, Zhuo Fan glanced at the people of Xuan Tianzong and decided: "You are going to be driven crazy by that man in this half month. The man took the whole town away to create this kind of loneliness. The atmosphere will shock you. As a result, it really made him achieve his goal. At this time, when we walked in here, a little girl could not bear this fear anymore. The person who saw me was stiff and thought it was me. In this way, people were taken away, and they ran out madly and stabbed me ... "

"You're crazy!" Dan'er knew Zhuo Fan was ridiculing her, and pouted, screaming.

He could n't help but laugh, Zhuo Fan said with amusement, "If you 're not crazy, there are three masters of illusion next to me. You did n't see it. You stab at Lao Tzu with your sword and you ca n't help it. Your two eyes It 's out of breath, idiot! "

"Sister Qingcheng, he scolded me again!" Unconsciously, Dan Er turned to Chu Qingcheng for help. Chu Qingcheng smiled and patted her back again, comforting again.

Then Chu Qingcheng looked at those people strangely, and then said to Zhuo Fan: "Yes, I am also very strange, what happened to them, why did it become like this?"

"Like you, disobedience, my punishment is also my fun!"

Unconsciously, Zhuo Fan showed his white teeth, weird and terrible. When Xuan Tianzong saw them, they didn't even feel shaking, and then looked at those stiff people, Qi Qi couldn't help shaking.

It seems that everyone in this Devil's path is the same. There is no soft hand, which is more terrible than cats and mice ...

Author : Nightingale / Nightowl
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Comic : Magic Emperor
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Novel : The steward Demonic Emperor / Magic emperor
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Zhuo Yifan was the Demon Emperor. He managed to lay his hands on an ancient emperor’s book, the Nine Serenities Secret Records. A book coveted by many, he was targeted by experts and was even betrayed by his student. After his passing, his soul enters another’s body. He had came back to life, in the body of a family servant named Zhuo Fan. Because of the regrets of the boy, which Zhuo Fan inherited, he was forced to serve the boy’s mistress. Just how can he lead this descending family to the pinnacle of this continent?!

CR: 
- https://m.biquge.com.cn/book/52840/
-https://mtlnovel.com/the-steward-demonic-emperor
- https://wuxiaworld.site/novel/magic-emperor

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