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Esteria, the queen of the northern human kingdom, was finally getting married to the vampire prince of her dreams. What began as a treaty between their two kingdoms had blossomed into a courtship where she had truly fallen in love. Life was perfect until darkness cast its shadow over her happiness. Her beloved vampire betrayed her, delivering a fatal blow. With her last breath, she made a desperate deal with a Demon God.

"You will have to become my mate to gain the power to exact your revenge," he whispered in her ear, sending a shock through her dying body.

This Demon God was not only breathtakingly gorgeous and immensely powerful, but he was also dangerously seductive. Now, he was offering her a deal that promised both vengeance and peril.

Esteria’s mind was a storm of grief and fury. Could she handle the Demon God’s insatiable desires and the deadly power that came with their pact? Or would she be consumed by the chaotic demands of this new, dark world?

"I will kill both of them. I will draw their last breath with my sword and burn their bodies with my fury," she vowed, her determination as fierce as the hellfire she now wielded.

Moonlit Alliance

The tension in the air thickened as the team gathered at the edge of the pool, each member bracing for their role in the upcoming race. Esteria stood slightly apart from Celine and Alariel, her eyes fixed on the shimmering surface of the water. The thought of the final stretch—the third leg—sent her heart racing. It was the leg where everything could be won or lost, where their performance would either solidify their victory or lead to bitter defeat.

"I'll go last," she had said, her voice more resolute than she had felt in that moment. The weight of that decision now sat heavy on her shoulders.

Celine had grinned at her, eyes gleaming with that fiery confidence that Esteria wished she could emulate. "Perfect. You'll bring it home."

Third place..