Kourtney_Sspears

All through her life Eleanor has been told of how ruthless and merciless the night creature tend to be. She has read books and scrolls about what they did and have been told tales of never getting close to those people.

But when she turned of age, her heartless father had indeed given her out to the king of this night creatures.

On the night of her wedding, rather than her husband, Eleanor was taken by another demon. A more ruthless and mean demon.

He's the scariest of them all. The most powerful demon that ever existed. One wave of his fingers and a fruitful land turns into an inhospitable dry land.

He is a rumoured living god. 

He's danger.

He's one to be wary of.

The one people run away from just at the sight of him. 

She had summoned him without an idea and a bond was formed.

He hated her for tying herself to him. He hated to be disturbed by a mere human princess. He wanted to kill her, to get rid of her, but he couldn't.

A mate bond is the strongest of all bond. There's no way out of it. He knew if he harmed her he would be harming himself too.
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"You can stay, but I'll never have anything to do with you. You'll never have my love or affection."

And just when Leviathan thought he was done with the human princess, he could feel all of her emotions. Her pain. Her happiness, and slowly, the mighty king found his dark heart drawn to the human princess. 

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Trapped By The Devils Heir

I had been sleeping for hours and finally woke up to Gandhi's songs. 


'It was a light we saw, oh take it back...


'We want a new land where gold grows on trees...


I wiped sleep away from my eyes as I sat up. Gandhi had the loveliest voice but she just sings the worst songs.


"Oh good evening my lady, I'm sorry if I woke you up with my songs." She smiled, seeming in the best mood today.


"But I am happy." She smiled still dusting around the room. She does this every morning and evening stating that even if the room looks dirty, the feet of past dwellers of the fort had stepped in here. They move around every day so she has to sweep the dirt they bring in.


I shook my head. Everyone had what they believed in, they say our belief keeps us safe from harm and danger. 


BRUNCH 1