Melanophile

(Dark Romance / Violence / Mystery / Horror / 18+)
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WHISPERING SHADOWS & DARK PROPHECY
The Past Appears to be Resurfacing. (The Shadow & The Seeker)


"Oxyvi," it called out, sending a shiver down her spine. She turned, searching for the source, but found only shadows.

From the depths of the darkness, a figure emerged. Tall and imposing, he moved with a predator's grace. His face was hidden from view, obscured by the night itself, yet his presence was unmistakable. It was the enigma, the one whose name was etched in the stars and whispered by the winds.


"The time is near when the veil between worlds will thin, and I will claim what is mine."

Oxyvi's breath caught in her throat. She couldn't see his face, but she knew it was him. The air around her grew colder, the sky darker, as if the world itself was holding its breath.

"Why me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"You know why," he replied, his tone laced with a darkness that echoed the void in his soul.

"I will come for you, and you will be mine."

No Rest for The Wicked (The Shadow & The Seeker)

No Rest for The Wicked (The Shadow & The Seeker)

"Kill him," the chilling whisper echoed incessantly in the depths of my mind, sending shivers down my spine like icy tendrils gripping my very soul. The hairs on the nape of my neck prickled with a sense of impending doom, and a cold sweat trickled down my back as I finally turned to my left. There, I felt it—the unrelenting gaze of darkness, a malevolent stare that seemed to sear through my flesh, leaving me trembling in terror.

Eli's throat cleared, snapping me out of my trance, but the oppressive atmosphere lingered like a suffocating fog. "Your Highness," he began, his voice a low murmur, "it would be... advantageous if we allowed Miss Sagitta to take matters into her own hands."

Alec pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, his irritation palpable in the stifling silence that followed.

"Your Highness, please return to the safety of the car. It's not safe for you to linger here," one of Alec's guards interjected, his voice tinged with concern.

"Shut up, Carl," Alec spat, his anger simmering just beneath the surface as Eli moved to placate him, gesturing for Carl to retreat.

"Carl is merely being... traditional, Your Highness. Please," Eli urged, casting a disapproving glance in Alec's direction before turning to me with a glare that made my blood run cold. "Eli, you come with me, and take her too," Alec commanded, his tone laced with disdain as he fixed me with a piercing gaze.

"I'm fed up with his anger issues," I muttered under my breath, barely managing to suppress a shiver as Alec settled into the car. But before I could make my escape, Eli's iron grip closed around my wrist, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that sent a chill down my spine.

"Who was it, Miss Sagitta?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous, his eyes searching mine for any hint of deception.

"I-I was just trying to... to catch my breath," I stammered, my heart hammering in my chest as I struggled to break free from his grasp. "Your... your prince and you... you're suffocating me."

Eli released me with a warning glare, his words hanging heavy in the air like a dark omen. "My eyes are on you, Miss Sagitta," he warned, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down my spine as I hurried towards the safety of the car, the weight of his gaze burning into my back like a brand.

As we drove towards Quinsley Castle, the tension in the air was thick enough to suffocate, the darkness of the forest looming ominously outside the window. Eli's presence beside me was a silent reminder of the danger that lurked in the shadows, his stoic demeanor masking a keen intelligence that left me feeling exposed and vulnerable.

And Alec... Prince Alec was a tempest of anger and aggression, his volatile temper a constant threat that hovered just beneath the surface. I couldn't help but wonder what dark secrets lay hidden behind his icy facade, what twisted desires lurked within the depths of his soul.

As the castle loomed on the horizon like a foreboding specter, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was stepping into a nightmare from which I might never awaken. And as the darkness closed in around us, I couldn't help but wonder if I would ever escape the shadows that threatened to consume me whole.

CHAPTER – XXIV