Valerie
There’s a prophecy – a prophecy holding the fate of two worlds. On the edge of Lilah’s field, at the twelfth hour of the fall of twelve, the three kings will unite, a daisy will be lost, or the worlds will be gone.
The Oracle tells me that I am bound to the prophecy. That I cannot alter or change it. That I’m destined to be greater than what I am, but I already knew that. I’ve known that since the age of five.
Now, can you guess who needs to die?
Death doesn’t bother me. I will let the world burn if it means achieving my goals – because with every lick of the whip; he tore my flesh raw, as his laughter rang through the mansion, and my screams disturbed the heavens.
No one cared to help, no one listened – definitely not the Gods. So why should I?
._.
Eldora. A world woven together by magic. Cloaked in darkness and chaos, sin and deceit. Where no one is innocent; where both hands - and teeth - drip with the blood of others.
And there is her.
A lone wolf, watching the world tear itself apart. Watching the chaos, the death, the destruction as she fights a far greater war, within her.
What's right and wrong? What's considered good and evil? Where does she stand in this enteral mystery, we call a universe?
Coated in darkness and pain, she questions the meaning of life and death, and her purpose in this world of infinite possibilities.
She finds only one answer: REVENGE.
WARNING this story contains abuse, suicidal thoughts, intense trauma, and erotic scenes. Please do not read if this is heavily triggering for you!
The Oracle tells me that I am bound to the prophecy. That I cannot alter or change it. That I’m destined to be greater than what I am, but I already knew that. I’ve known that since the age of five.
Now, can you guess who needs to die?
Death doesn’t bother me. I will let the world burn if it means achieving my goals – because with every lick of the whip; he tore my flesh raw, as his laughter rang through the mansion, and my screams disturbed the heavens.
No one cared to help, no one listened – definitely not the Gods. So why should I?
._.
Eldora. A world woven together by magic. Cloaked in darkness and chaos, sin and deceit. Where no one is innocent; where both hands - and teeth - drip with the blood of others.
And there is her.
A lone wolf, watching the world tear itself apart. Watching the chaos, the death, the destruction as she fights a far greater war, within her.
What's right and wrong? What's considered good and evil? Where does she stand in this enteral mystery, we call a universe?
Coated in darkness and pain, she questions the meaning of life and death, and her purpose in this world of infinite possibilities.
She finds only one answer: REVENGE.
WARNING this story contains abuse, suicidal thoughts, intense trauma, and erotic scenes. Please do not read if this is heavily triggering for you!
Abuse
Alpha
BXG
Dark
Destiny
Mythology
Powerful
Revenge
Strong Female Lead
Werewolf