The world fell into a dark place when the prophecy about the evil one was to find a maiden or a bride that would enable him to take over the world. Fear and gasps were heard among those who were present in the king's court when the priestess and other seers got the revelation. No one was able to speak, and no one dared alert the people because no one knew the calamity that would befall them.
The king had ordered the priestess and the guards to escort her to find the woman who would be his bride and be the key to taking over the world. The king feared for his life, and fear drained his heart as he wondered what would happen when he took over the world with the chosen one ruling beside him.
No human or mortal ever saw him face-to-face and whoever dared to take what belonged to him would never see daylight. But the king wanted to do anything that would cost him his life in order to protect his people from hearing what would befall them.
The king wondered why, after all these years, there wasn't any prophecy of such. But what if there was, but he killed them before they saw it? A cold-blooded monster, that's what he is. No one dared mention his name without wishing for the death of his family.
The king cleared his throat as the people in the courtroom quieted and began speaking.
My dear warriors and noble men of the Kingdom of Jupiter, I beg of you to stop panicking and keep all of what you heard here today within yourself. Let this not be mentioned outside these walls. Do not forget that he watches and sees.
Everyone who gathered there agreed and tried their best to remain collected and calm before exiting to their various homes. The king eventually left and headed to his chambers to have a moment of silence, as he wanted to think and have an idea of what he was going to do with the issue on the ground.
The king paced back and forth in his room, wondering what he could possibly do to stop the prophecy from happening. He saw a shadow behind him, lurking and waiting for him to acknowledge the one everyone feared.
What brings you here? the king snarled out loud at the man. The man behind him chuckled and laughed devilishly as he stalked the king until he was at the window.
I ask again, What do you want, you sick bastard? The king barked.
What do you think I want? the man said.
You came here to kill me, you sick psycho, the king said. I would rather die than have you take over the world.
Really, the man said, to the king.
Yes, the king said, and he slapped him hard on the face. The king suffered from the brutality of his fingers when he slapped him.
The man who he had slapped got furious and killed him within an instance, without blinking an eye or feeling remorseful about his actions. He only smirked and laughed at the dead corpse that lay on the cold, hard-tiled floor.
He deserved this death, he thought. I would have spared his life, but after he had the guts to slap me, didn't I see rage? I can't wait to see my woman and to fuck and cherish her, he thought in his sick mind. Maybe fuck her as he drinks from her sweet pussy, he thought. As he groaned and tried to keep his dick flat in his slacks.
The man left the body and the castle before his guards appeared. As he left the castle and walked farther into the forest, he heard screams and cries echoing in the castle as everyone searched for him.
Fools, he thought, no one stopped what's mine from becoming mine. I know where she is, and now it is time for me to get her out from those people who are the liars and who were responsible for the deaths of his parents and him, inclusive.
If he wasn't alive and had suffered it. What would have been the possible outcome now? They would all pay for it, and the real deal would be his engagement to the woman whom the goddess has ordained for him. After losing several of the women who were meant to be married to him, he ended up getting killed by these fuckers before he got her.
Not this time, he thought. He walked away and went to his castle, which would soon be hers. He knew who she was, and now it was time to gather his men to get her, and this wasn't the time to waste.
Because each passing day without her gave him a burning desire that would soon make him mad or render him an insane person, But first, he needed to stroke his cock to imagine her bathing, which was an accident but not on purpose.
He wasn't meant to see her naked, but when he did, he couldn't take his eyes off her. Her chocolate skin shone like it was calling out to her, as if she were royalty. His royalty. He watched her and eventually fell in love with her. His queen and no one—he meant no one could take her away from him.
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He had gotten to the castle, called all his men, and told them about what had happened. Willing to help their king and ruler avenge the death of his family, they offered their help in helping them bring their queen home. They all devised a plan and decided to leave that evening, deciding that it was easier and best to bring her home.
Later that evening, those who were meant to help him, the unknown That's his name, and no one dared call him his name unless they didn't want to see another day. While some stayed behind, the rest followed him, using their vampire abilities to get to the place she was taken by the priestess, who wanted to prevent the prophecy from taking place.
If it meant for her to be killed, so be it. Her generations kept doing it, kept these secrets from being exposed to the king, and always lied to the king that it was the unknown that killed them. These were the rumors spread around in order to prevent their secrets from being exposed.
The priestess knew about the king's death and decided to take matters into her own hands and kill her before he arrived. But before she could get to killing her, Her heart and ribs were ripped apart from her body by the unknown.
He looked at her as she gasped and told her to stay calm. He released all the chains that the priestess had put on her and carried her up. Her thick ass and chubby body molded perfectly into his body, and he couldn't wait until she was dripping wet and needy for him.
As he carried her, he was hungry and decided to have his meal, and as he did, he looked up at her and saw the admiration that she had for him.
Here, take my blood, she offered him. No, thank you, little one, he said to her, telling her that he was fine with eating from these and telling her to remain seated while he feasted.
She did obey and remained calm as ever, and as soon as he was done, he carried her as he walked out of the castle, which was blowing up with flames with some dead bodies. Walking down and not giving fuck, of who died in there.
Still in his arms, cuddled up and fast asleep, he walked straight to the castle as he admired his woman, whom he couldn't wait to make love to, fuck, and cherish for eternity.
