Banished From My Village And Mated To The Cursed Heir And His Brothers

[MATURE CONTENT] In a land plagued by creatures with a centuries old curse, the villagers of Ironedge are separated from the forest of Azar by beaded shaman strings to protect them from the dangers beyond. Yué was born different—silver hair the color of the moon and two toned eyes, the hue of shimmering gold and the Tamir ocean. Ever since he and his father moved to Ironedge 15 years ago, more beast attacks have been happening along the borders, causing the villagers to fear them. But when the Governor of Ironedge falls for Yué's unnatural beauty and his advances are rejected, he brings Yué to trial unfairly. For craving the touch of men, he is cast out into the forbidden Azar forest as all the others who were guilty before him to be devoured by wolves. But right when they start chomping, The Cursed Heir of Mythos himself saves Yué and brings him into a world of magic, danger, and secrets pertaining Yué’s family past he never knew existed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What to expect in this novel? - Dark Fantasy - Cultivation - Original Lore - There's curses, Chinese gods, and other cultures weaved into the areas around the map. - Fighting - Elves and magic and mythical creatures, including Wendigo's. So much more! Come check it out and be sure to join the discord! Discord: https://discord.gg/RHZcxJu8DM

TheLastRemnants · Fantasy
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56 Chs

24.| They All Break Eventually

Yuè woke to someone drawing the guest bedroom curtains. Not someone. Amelia. She did promise him she'd fetch him in the morning and tend to his bruises whether he wanted her to or not. But all he wanted to do was lay there for a little while longer until his muscles no longer protested.

"Rise and shine, honey." She waltzed over to the bedside and took hold of Yuè's hands, gently trying to tug him up into a sitting position on the bed. 

Yuè gave a weary sigh, allowing him to pull him upright. "I would much rather sleep."

"Absolutely not. I'm not trying to dig your grave with my own two hands." Amelia grabbed the hem of Yuè's nightgown and yanked it up over his head before he could even stop her.

Yuè squeaked in surprise, staring down at his exposed manhood and then back up at her with wide eyes. 

This time Amelia yelped and slapped a hand over her eyes and stumbled back, tripping over the edge of the dresser and crashing to the floor.