BOOK II "...I know you're well-intended and very skilled at your practice, no matter what or who you are. But you're not stable and you are certainly no queen." Haunted by blood, betrayal, and her own guilt, Raena finds herself imprisoned in a strange land full of creatures who used to inhabit her dreams: myrpeople, harpies, nymphs, and faeries alike. But things take an even more sinister turn once she comes face-to-face with a power-hungry enemy that won't stop until every god and creature is within its control. With growing allies and secrets waiting to be unveiled around every corner, Raena must journey across ruins and cities, harness new powers, and join the fight to save her home. If they fail, there will be no escape for anyone. Not the even the gods themselves. This book contains MATURE CONTENT such as: cursing, violence, sexual references, and other themes that may not be suitable for all readers. More information can be found inside. This is the sequel to my book "The Cursed Kingdom" and CANNOT BE READ AS A STAND-ALONE. Cover: @plasticparadox

#1 in Lycantrophe #4 Supernatural "Please don't go," I pleaded, grabbing his wrist as he was about to leave again. "Stay. Atleast for tonight." He tilted his face to look at me, his facial features hidden by the darkness again. He comes back every night but it's been a month and he has never allowed me to see his face. It's better this way, he says. The lights needs to be turned off everytime he is here, or else, he won't come. "We've had this talk before, Fleur." He said, his silky voice was enough to make shivers run down my spine. "I have to go." "Why? Why do you have to go?" I asked, my voice loud with anger and determination. Today I felt brave enough to ask this. Up until now his presence was enough for me. But not today, not anymore. I needed more. I craved more. "I can't tell you." He replied. "I should leave now before someone sees me." "Do you love someone else?" I asked, holding my heart in my hands in front of him, which he could break it with a flick of his tongue. "Is there someone else in your life? Someone you love more than me?" My voice cracked as tears filled in my eyes. "I am your mate. Then why do I feel like a mistress? Why do we have to meet in secrecy? Why can't I even see your face? Why do you have to lurk in darkness to meet me? Why can't you just-" No more words came out as my throat felt too chocked by the upcoming tears. I weeped, closing my eyes as tears fell down on my cheeks. His breath was all I could hear for a few seconds. And they were the only signs of reassurance that he was still there. Soon warmth spread around my entire body as a palm came to rest on my cheek, wiping my tears away. Instinctly, I leaned into the warmth, and rejoiced. But the warmth left soon and so did he when I opened my eyes. He left. He left without saying that he loves, without saying that I'm his only one. He just left. Again. -Updates on every Saturday/Sunday-