Little_North_Star

The devil has three rules.

The first—never defy his orders.
The second—never seek his face.
The third—never try to leave.

Elias learned these rules the moment he was sold. Born an Omega to a disgraced noble house, his future had never been his own. When his parents’ debts grew too steep, they handed him over as payment to the most feared Alpha in the kingdom—the Lord of Ravenspire.

No one who enters Ravenspire ever leaves. No one has ever seen its master’s face and lived to tell the tale. Wrapped in shadows and whispers, he is known only as The Devil—a warlord, a monster, a man whose very name makes kings tremble.

For years, Elias survived by keeping his head down, obeying the rules, and enduring the cold isolation of the keep. But when The Devil appoints him as his personal scribe, his world shifts. The unseen master who once seemed like a ghost begins to feel unnervingly real. 

A hand brushing too close. 

A voice low enough to send shivers down his spine.

 A presence that lingers even when unseen.

And then there is the door at the end of the hall—the one no servant dares approach, the one locked tight as if guarding a terrible secret.

Elias knows he should follow the rules.

He knows he should never look.
But curiosity is a dangerous thing.

Because the moment he breaks the second rule… The Devil starts watching him back.

Updates: Paused: Will resume on the 25/2/25: Due to exams.

Unholy Communion

As the carriage rolled to a stop, Elias was quick to reach for the door handle, eager to escape the suffocating embarrassment that had plagued him for the entire ride back. He stepped out first, inhaling the crisp evening air as he straightened his posture.

Cassius followed at a leisurely pace, his gloved hands adjusting the cuffs of his coat. The moment his feet touched the ground, he exhaled, rolling his shoulders as if shedding the last remnants of the meeting.

Reginald stood at the entrance, his usual composed expression in place. "Master, I trust everything went as expected?"

Cassius hummed in response, his gaze drifting past Reginald to the grand doors of the estate.

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