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"Them. Francesca and Adelaide. They've been like this since they were children. Awful! Makes you wonder how Duke Evandor is related to Adelaide!" 

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

The white-haired boy gave a nod, "Although it was beautiful, I couldn't help but miss you, Lumielle."

Kingmaker's Revenge

Fantasy · saemi

"Kill me?" I echoed.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

To my surprise, Carlisle fell to the ground as well, "Irene," He spoke, words sturdy, "Stop."

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

Lumielle wondered how inevitable it was for her to walk down a thorny path. With the death of the Empress, her mother, Lumielle and Aris had become nonexistent entities. Abused and ignored, they were children that had become neglected by adults. Lumielle wanted love; she wanted to be loved. She wanted to be cherished so badly that she had bled for it and now she knew how frivolous an idea that love was. What else did the world expect of her?

Kingmaker's Revenge

Fantasy · saemi

"I used to live here," I echoed, thoughtlessly. I blinked before quickly regaining my composure, "Oh! Is that a river!" My diversion seemed to work as I picked up the pace leaving no room for questions. Indeed, there was a small clearing with a river. The sunlight sparkled through the trees and I couldn't help but be in awe of nature. How beautiful it looked.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

"My lady!" A hand clamped down my shoulder and I involuntarily flinched. For a second, panic grasped at my body. Was I caught? Would I be beaten? What punishment would they give me? The feeling of Richter's hand digging deeper and deeper into my skin. I bit my lip harshly before turning around to see a pair of bright green eyes.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

The flowers were beautiful in their natural habitat. Plucked roses, lilies, carnations, and all sorts of florets were given to me. All dying and wilting by the time the next day came. That was what I was. A plucked flower in a garden. My fingers tenderly touched the petals, soft and full of life. I was enjoying this too much.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

Silently opening the door, I was allowed access outside without much hassle. None of the staff cared about where I went. It was nice to be allowed this freedom. The sunshine felt warm against my face. It had been a while since I had been outside. Chained and shackled in the bottom of the basement, I cringed at the thought of the sunlight seeping through the barred window. The expanse of the endless blue sky was mocking.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

My whole life had revolved around Richter. I stood by his side at his beck and call: sitting on his lap, listening in on meetings, waiting for him to return. I had realized without him I didn't have an identity. That was quite horrid. I had forgotten that I had individuality. At least this time gave me a chance to think about my plan.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

These wounds were mine. I could let them stay for as long as I wanted until I got my fill. This was an ounce of control. I finally felt as though I was the one winning. It sounded desperate and I knew it, although, I didn't particularly care. No one had cared for me.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

As always, it was the same color as my eyes. Red ribbons slipped down my arms, splattering into the bathtub. The smell of blood was metallic and thick, choking me. The pain of the blade was dull as I dug in deeper, desperate to see if I could find something there.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

I didn't even wince anymore as the slight blissful feeling of skin touching a sharp edge made me grit my teeth in anticipation. This was the first time I was doing this here.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

I swallowed. My skin was unmarred. I had no battle wounds. I had nothing to show for it. A chill ran down my spine. I remembered their judgemental eyes, their scornful gazes, their disbelief as they scoffed away my truth.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

"I'm sorry. I-I didn't know. I really didn't know it would be like this..."

How To Get My Husband On My Side

Fantasy · hopeless_witch

He was looking at me with those eyes. Was he disgusted by what he was seeing? After all, I knew that I was probably seen as a seductress sent here to bring about his ruin.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

Instinctively, I bowed my head. Clutching my dress. Had I done something wrong? Was he upset at me already? Should I have just walked away? Thoughts filled my head as I heard footsteps. I swallowed, wondering if he would strike me down. I wondered how he chose to punish those that upset him. Would he use a whip or his own hands? Would he prefer a knife or did he want it to be clean? Would he do it himself or order som— "You smell like blood."

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi

My husband was attractive. Carlisle Evander was undeniably handsome. His hair had been pulled back. They were as dark as the night, matching his eyes. Which narrowed upon seeing me, his expression was stoic, rather cold. His height seemed to make me feel menial, despite the monstrous heels I had on. His frame was also huge. It seemed that he trained with the knights. He was dressed in far more casual clothing than I had expected. A black shirt that exposed his chest and dark marks, runes, that curled across his skin along with the latticework of scar tissue.

Please, Love Me.

Fantasy · saemi