BLACK LIES
book one in the 'chaos series'
in which a goddess falls apart because of love and a power she had no place in controlling overcoming her, threatening the lives of those around her, including the god she finds herself tied to by love.
LOKI...
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fourteen "you're a monster" -
Lusine Volkov knows the truth. She knows what her family had hidden from her behind lock and key. She knows what her mother dearest had done, the crime that didn't even seem to eat at her like it would any average being.
Her own heart was blackened by the burn. Gone to ruins; beyond repair. As if her heart had been ripped out all over again by the clutches of death herself, grinning as always.
But Lusine had to be strong. Strong as the warrior she'd been forged into by life; the warrior she'd needed to be or was told she'd needed to be.
In keeping with bravery, she had to face up to her mother who'd plotted murder of the woman Lusine intended to spend the rest of her life with and come to terms with the fact that her own life could be in danger.
She carried her dark aura with her, tucked in the folds of her beautiful dress. It surrounded her and her every movement without a single fault. It was a part of her now; a part that could not be fixed. Her entire complexion was dismal, from the head filled with ghosts to her body clothed in the night sky.
She was a whirlwind of disaster and she was heading right for her suspecting parents, who she knew waited for her in anticipation of what destruction she would throw at their feet.
With one forceful movement, Lusine swings open the door and glides into the room. An indignant expression rests upon her, but she can't help but smirk as her mother stares at her in complete and utter helplessness, though that brain whirred behind her frozen eye-balls as it searches for an escape plan, grasping at straws.
"I know what you've done, mother," Lusine begins, the hostility creeping into her voice as she lets it burn the ears of her victim. She takes another step into the room as her mother and father stare at her silently, but their faces say it all. "I also know what you're planning, and I know that you won't succeed. Especially not if you're dead."
Her violence was unsettling, to say the least. There was something deep rooted in seeing the daughter they'd raised wish death upon the mother.
"Lusine, we were only planning to ensure our safety. It was what was best for us. You're dangerous." Selene's attempts to make herself sound like the voice of reason only make Lusine's nostrils flare and her hands curl into agonising fists, ready to strike.
"Are you... Are you scared of me, mother?" Her angry fragility was now gone as soon as the scent of fear hits her, rushing up her nostrils and filling her lungs with fire. Her lips coil up and her eyes glisten with the fear feeding into her, fuelling her little by little.
"Yes."
That one answer, that one terrified response was all it took for the power to awaken. Bulan stands suddenly, his eyes wide. He knew what was happening to his daughter and he definitely knew what she feeds on. Fear sourced her power and made her strong, but fear from someone of her blood made that power even more to contend with. There was something deeply chaotic about its nature. That was intoxicating for her as its intensity floods her every sense, stampeding through her bloodstream like a herd of enraged wild horses. Crushing everything and anything in their path, they surge on and on, nostrils flared, eyes berserk.
