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Enemy of my desire

{Warning: Contains mature content} *Volume 1: Prologue Seventeen years ago, in 1770, Irina's name was whispered in the Kingdom where she lived. They called her barren and women her age would make fun of her as she was unable to bare a child. At the age of twenty five, she felt like the only woman in the Kingdom without a child. Seventeen years of marriage yet there was no child. As Irina walked down the hill, the moon light glowed upon the cursed river. Some of the people say it is cursed and water is poisoned, others say it is blessing. Desperate to end the mockery, Irina seek to find help here. She continued to walk barefoot, her feet bleeding from stepping on rocks and stones. She glanced back to see if anyone was following her. Who would dare follow her to a place like this? Upon reaching the river bank, Irina fell on her knees, wailing and begging for the river to help her. She need a child. After spending an hour there with no answers, she stood up to leave. All hope was lost at this point. There was no way for her. “Irina.” I heard a soft voice from the water. Emerging from the water, was a tall figure. She has long flowing black hair that reached her waist. She was more beautiful than any woman in the Kingdom and Irina was amazed. As she rises out of the water, she sang a melody that could reach the ears of many. It drew the creatures in the river closer to her. Yet beneath that beauty was someone dangerous. “Dear child,” she mumbled. “I heard your wailing from my sleep. Your tears flowed down to my chamber." She fell back on her knees, her eyes burning with tears. She was a siren, the most beautiful creature of the water. “I will bless you with a child,” she promised. Irina's heart flooded with happiness at her words. “But there is one condition.....” .... In a desperate act of self defence, Anastasia killed the King, after he tried to sleep with her. Now captured by the guards to face execution, dread filled her. Before the commander could strike her with the sword, a commanding voice sounded through the air. “The girl is mine to judge. You will not touch her.” Anastasia meets gaze with the dark Prince, a cold shiver ran through her spine at the realization that his mercy might be far worse than the sentence. *Volume 2: After Anastasia is discovered in Abyss Veil, she has no recollection of her past. She knows not to trust anyone. Escaping from the house, she returned to the ocean. There, she's captured by pirates and sold out to a man she never expected to see again, Scientist George. Anastasia must now find a way to escape. Meanwhile, a long-forgotten power, Onyxia, rises to seek revenge on her for what Tharros did. However, the greatest threat, looms in Abyss Veil, where gods from the other side are slowly slipping away to reclaim their rule. Anastasia must consider awakening her father, Tharros, for help. As shocking secrets are revealed, gods clash, Lycans wage war against vampires, and the world is into chaos again.

Gift_Candy_2415 · Fantasia
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145 Chs

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Anastasia opened her eyes, scanning her surroundings, and her eyes widened in surprise. What was she doing here? She knew someone must have summoned her here, but who?

"Anastasia?"

Just then, she heard a whisper and turned around. Her eyes widened as she saw her mother standing there with her back facing her. Why was her mother here?

"Mama?"

She called out, and her mother turned around with a smile. Anastasia frowned deeply, her hands clenching into tight fists.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you," Irina replied in a gentle voice.

"After everything!" Anastasia seethed. "You left me with the King to die, and now you're here."

"I know I did wrong, and I'm sorry for that. I shouldn't have left you with King Darius. It was selfish of me," Irina said.

"Is this a dream? How did you…..?" Anastasia looked around before returning her gaze back to her mother.

Irina was silent for a moment. "Anastasia, I want to tell you something," Irina spoke up. "Something that you need to know now, before it's too late."

"Come with me for a walk," Irina said, taking a glance at the ocean before she walked away. Anastasia quickly followed her.

"Wait!" Anastasia called out.

"What is it?" Anastasia asked.

"It's about your biological mother," Irina replied.

Anastasia's eyes widened, and she took two steps away from her mother. "What does this mean? Why are you telling me this now?"

Irina took a deep breath. "Do you remember when we used to come here when you were young? How much I loved this ocean. It has been a part of me since your father died."

Anastasia frowned. "Mother, what are you talking about? I don't remember visiting this ocean with you."

"Must be a bad memory, I think," Irina gazed into the ocean. "I stopped coming here when I realized a few things."

"Mother, answer me!" Anastasia demanded.

"This ocean is like a guardian angel, to me and to you. Just as the water feeds the plants every day, it also blesses the people who come to the shore for requests," Irina replied, leaving Anastasia even more confused.

Guardian angel? Feeding the plants? She tried to put two and two together, but she didn't understand anything.

"This ocean is a constant reminder of where we come from and where our spirits would return," Irina smiled sadly.

"Mother, I get that we are mermaids. But what is it you want to say to me? Why did you summon me here?" She questioned.

Irina gazed at her daughter's dress and she smiled sadly. "You are getting married, aren't you? I heard about it. You are marrying the Prince, Anastasia."

"I was hoping to see you," she said, taking one step closer.

"I am hiding for my safety," Irina replied.

Anastasia frowned deeply. "I don't understand."

"I made a deal with something. One day you would understand, and you wouldn't blame me for my actions," Irina replied, and it made Anastasia even angrier. She remembered how her mother had whipped her back and accused her of chasing her lover away. What mother would do such a thing to her own daughter, her own blood? She wanted to spit, but she was holding everything down.

"Actions?" Anastasia scoffed. "How you frequently whip me, or how you left me with King Darius? Tell me, what actions, Mother?"

"And what do you mean by you made a deal with something? You mean someone?"

All of a sudden, Anastasia saw the sky darken again, and this time, thunderstruck. She turned around, feeling surprised. She saw something huge in the water coming from afar. It was killing all the livestock of the ocean. She turned to her mother. 

"What's happening?"

"You need to know about it," Irina replied hurriedly.

She held her mother's shoulder. "What is it? Speak to me!"

"I am not your—" All of a sudden, she felt a lump form in her throat, and she began to jerk. "What—what's happening?"

"Your body has stayed here for too long," Irina said.

Anastasia fell to the ground, feeling her body become paralyzed.

"Tell me," Anastasia muttered.

"I am not your biological mother," Irina replied.

"And you must never return to the water again. The last time you went there, it cost me a lot. I don't want to lose you just like her."

"I...I...Don't understand," Anastasia said before her eyes fluttered closed.

"The sooner you understand, the sooner you will realize that everything I am doing is for your benefit and mine. I don't know how much longer I can continue running," Irina said.

"You have suffered a lot in the hands of Prince Cassius, and I take blame for that. Soon we will unite again, and nothing in this world will pull us apart. I love you, Anastasia."