Lucy never really had a choice. She had been an orphan her whole life and was about to be thrown out into the wide world anyway. She still fought him. She fought the control he sought to hold over her life. He was relentless, though, and now, she belongs body, heart, and soul to him.
Dirg knew he should have gotten a male pet, but she was simply too perfect an opportunity to pass up. He fought all those who declared he was wrong, even his father, the king. He wanted to keep her, but when he realized what she was, he didn't know what else to do. He tried to save her by getting rid of her, but what is he supposed to do when she nearly dies for him?
This romance is dark and slightly mature but not enough to be rated so, I think. Topics covered include Stockholm Syndrome, light vs dark, suicide, rape, religion, flight, fantasy politics, submission, and love. I have this story entirely written, so I'll update fairly quickly... maybe. Depends on several factors in my life. For anyone who has read it on Fictionpress, it has been edited and changed a bit from that original rough draft.
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Decades. He'd wasted decades of his life doing what? Chasing the minuscule sparks of passion to ease the aching void in his chest? Wasn't there something better? Someone to guide him away from the misery? Distract him from the life he couldn't escape from?
There were days he didn't know which way was up and where the sea began. Where the skies collided with the dirt and delved into the inferno of the hells. The whispers of creatures that should have had no interest in a mortal caressing the shell of his ears. Beings he believed to be just as mortal as himself and if one observed their flaws they might have been. Walking the city grounds and sailing the oceans as easily as anyone. Blockades of fire and ice prevented their hands from intertwining. Now he balanced atop the wall. Grabbing both with shaky arms and keeping them close.
Please don't leave.
Fangs and claws used to claim him. Gentle kisses and caresses to calm him. Breathless words pulled him deeper into the madness. Further into inky darkness speckled with blinding light. Granting him everything he never knew he'd wanted. A dream come reality.
Strange how love could spark from pain. How fickle. And how much he only wanted more.
((Heelloooo, thanks for clicking. :3 Its been quite a bit since I've written anything but I wanted to try something new. Been into making my own novels and stories and this ones an au based around the chars of my current works. This is gonna be a m/m story. Well theres three of them but who doesnt love a love triangle. Hope ya'll enjoy my for funzies story with love, heartbreak, and gay ass sex. At least weekly updates but possibly more often. We shall see haha. Feel free to ask questions or comment your thoughts, I love those
Now, quick warning that there are dark themes involved in this story including manipulation, power dynamics, and dubious consent. Those chapters can be skippable without losing too much plot but I'm warning in advance that viewer discretion is advised.))