Heart of Darkness

He put one hand on the door beside her head before leaning forward. What was he doing? Trying to intimidate her again? “Truth is…” He began to speak in a low voice and she strained her ears but all she could hear was her heartbeat. “I hate when you touch me because I like it so much.” Her eyes widened in surprise and he leaned even closer before continuing to speak. “I also hate the way you smell…” she could hear him inhale her scent “You smell delicious. And I hate your hair because it’s tempting. I want to run my fingers through it, pull it gently while I taste your lips and bite your neck.” Angelica suddenly felt like there was no air left in the room. “Your touch makes me unable to resist doing those things and all the other things I want to do to you.” “Oth...other things.” She breathed not realizing she was thinking loudly. One side of his lips curved into a smile. “Imagine all the things a man would want to do to you. I want to do those things and much more.” He leaned closer bringing his lips next to her ear. “Because I am no man. I am a beast. A hungry one. So unless you want me to bite you, refrain from touching me.” **************** A woman alone in a man’s world. In a time and place where it’s difficult for a woman to live alone, protect and provide for herself, Angelica must find a provider and a protector after her father is accused of being a traitor and executed by the king. Now known as a traitor's daughter, she must survive in a cruel world ruled by men, and in order to do so she ends up seeking protection in a man feared by everyone. A man with many scars. Both physically and mentally. A man punished for his pride. Rayven is a man with many scars. They cover his face and punish his soul. He can never show himself without people recoiling at the sight of him. Except for one woman who willingly comes knocking on his door. Is she an additional punishment sent to him, or will she be his salvation?

JasmineJosef · Fantasy
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277 Chs

Fighting a Fox

Roxana looked ahead at the castle. What was she doing still not having found an item to steal. She was letting herself get distracted and lose focus of her goal. That sinfully beautiful King was making her have sinister thoughts that somehow kept her awake at night. 

Desires they say? She couldn't afford desire. 

Straightening herself she went inside. Today she would have to do something about her bullies or perhaps Sir Fulker himself. Or maybe she could use Lord Quintus. Whatever she needed to do, she would have to wait and see. 

Going to the defense quarters, she prepared her defenses. "Good morning, Sir Fulker." She greeted. 

"Rox!" He shouted. "I hope you haven't been slacking during your night shift. I will be harder on you today. Especially since you will be Your Majesty's guard." He regarded her critically. "I don't know what charms you have used to get that position but I have my eyes on you young man."