by Sara Fields
Hatred for the Soul Eater billowed through her. Before she drew her last breath, she would destroy Lord Nero and everything he stood for.
Dante strode through the castle, with a purpose Lana did not yet understand. Before she knew it, he had taken her outside, up onto the great wall surrounding the castle and the city.
Gasping, Lana took in the sight of the massive army moving away from the city. At least a hundred thousand soldiers had stood outside the city walls, an army larger than she could have ever imagined. Humans, Erassans, and beasts alike stalked away from the city. Massive ships that had been hovering in the sky began to move toward the south, away from the kingdom of Legeari and into D’Lormere.
The hulls of these massive ships hummed, and guns that had once been pointed at Eridell were sheathed away inside their enormous undersides.
A cheer rose among those defending city. Eridell had achieved victory. The kingdom of Legeari had won the battle. If only they knew the price, Lana thought, still thinking of her friend, Morgana, of the woman who had saved her from Lord Nero’s clutches, only to wind up as his prisoner.
“Dante? I’m going to kill him if he hurts her.”
He turned back to her, his face oddly light for all the events that had just occurred.
“Now don’t you worry about Morgana, my pet. If I know Morgana, she has a plan up her sleeve. She’s a resourceful little sorceress who has saved me many a time with her smarts, and not just her abilities.”
“I’m still going to kill him anyway,” she grumbled.
“I’m sure you will, because now, my little human, you have magical powers like I have never seen before.”
“I do?”
The aura surrounding her had hardly diminished. She held her hand in front of her face and studied the glow emanating from her skin.
“What’s happened to me?”
“Your magical abilities have awoken. You are now a free human sorceress of the planet Terranovum. But…” He paused, his icy blue eyes meeting hers. “Even though you are free, I would ask you to help me to lead my kingdom to victory against Lord Nero and D’Lormere.”
“Of course I would. I want Lord Nero dead.”
“Good. Also, you’re going to need to spend some time in the Hall of Magic. You need to learn to control your newfound gift.”
“Really?”
“Of course. And there is one other thing. Since you are now, by rights, a free human, I would like to ask you a question.” He paused again, a look of nervousness crossing his face.
“Yes, sir?”
“My love, would you marry me and become queen of Legeari?”
Lana’s stomach felt as though it dropped to her feet, as she leapt into Dante’s arms. Tears of happiness leaked from her eyes.
“Of course I will be your queen, sir. After all, I would never want to be free of you, ever again!”
A look of bliss passed over his face, his eyes bluer than she had ever seen before.
“Wonderful! But remember, even though you will be my queen, I won’t hesitate to spank that lovely bottom of yours.”
Lana blushed and smiled softly.
“Yes, sir. I wouldn’t expect any less.”
Epilogue
Morgana opened her eyes, blinking in the sunlight. The events of the attack on Eridell slowly came back to her, and she jolted awake with a groan. Where was she? She tried to move and realized her wrists and legs were bound with some sort of leather. Looking around, she recognized the light she had seen was streaming in through the round window carved out of the wall. Everything around her was metal, including the bed she was strapped to. The room had a distinctive hospital feel to it.
She tried to remember what had happened since Lord Nero had taken her prisoner, but everything was strangely blurred in her head. She didn’t know what to think. Lying on the metal bed, she closed her eyes and tried to gather her thoughts. It wasn’t long before she fell back asleep.
After what seemed like a few minutes, she was awakened from the noise of a door opening. A door clicked closed, and her eyes shifted in the direction of the sound. A large man in a white coat had his back to her, but she could see muscles rippling as he wrote something on a clipboard. After a while, he turned to face her.
Curly disheveled chestnut hair sat atop his head, falling in waves even though it was cut relatively short. Strong cheekbones accented his strong face, his features angled and firm. Dark stubble shadowed his face. He put down the clipboard and crossed his arms over his chest, his corded biceps straining the fabric of the white coat. His eyes were a deep yellow, staring at her like a predator. Morgana was reminded of a wolf as he observed her, watching her every move like she was a wild animal.
It wasn’t till now that Morgana realized she was naked, completely and utterly exposed before this man, and there was nothing she could do about it.
The End
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Ayala does her best to ignore the intense desire his firm-handed dominance kindles within her, but when her new master takes her in his arms she cannot help longing for him to claim her, and when he makes her his own at last, his masterful lovemaking introduces her to heights of pleasure she never thought possible.
But as news of the arrival of an invader from across the sea reaches the city and a ruthless conqueror sets his eyes on Ayala, her entire world is thrown into turmoil. Will she be torn from Lord Eiotan’s loving arms, or will the general do whatever it takes to keep her as his own?
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