The Chronicles of Alion Book 1 - Deu' Angel (read more books txt) 📗

FLORA'S DELIRIUM

   

 

 

 

   FLORA'S DELIRIUM

 

               { PARANORMAL, FANTASY & EROTIC ROAMNCE}

 

 

 

          BY

 

 

           DEU' ANGEL

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                                                        BLURB

         

Near the city of Hobo, in a mystical land called Alion, Enzo Drax, a null, meets Flora Bradley, a woman unaware of her true heritage. Both betrayed by the secrets they keep from each other. Fate spells out its plot for both lovers.

 

 

 

A sequel of short paranormal, fantasy romance of approximately 12000 words in length.

  The Page length varies due to reader’s settings. But please, understand this is a short story and not a novel. Short stories are the mini candy bars of fiction; little sweet nothings that melt too fast. That’s why you can never stop at just one! J

 

 

 

 

 

 

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This is a work of fiction intended for adults. All events depicted are fictional. Characters are consenting adults. All sex is consensual. Any resemblance to places and persons, living or dead, is unintentional coincidence, except you live in Alion.

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Map of Alion

 So you won't lose your way.

THE BEGINNING

                                         THE BEGINNING

 

She moves swiftly deep in the woods, going for a deer hunt on her twenty-fourth birthday. It was what she requested from her mother. Spoiled little brat they call her! Flora being the only child got all she needed; she always had a passion for the open fields and less girly things. She seemed more of a warrior to herself. With a fierce look, like that of a predator eagle lying wait for its prey, in the thick woods surrounded by evergreen vegetations, she climbs onto the bark of a naked tree, stands on a branch and stretches her bow. With her arrow pointing into the flaring sun and open field air, she searches for her prey, waiting patiently for it to come by. Minutes passed by before she spots something.

    ‘Oh, here it comes.’ Her hands became weary of her aim. She takes a shot amiss. ‘Damn it.’ she yells.

    The deer swiftly springs off further east. Familiar with the woods, she scales down the tree, hurriedly chasing after her game; she stalks it quietly and then takes another aim. This time, stretching her bow harder and taking a good stance for the perfect kill. The deer seemed to what to be waiting for something patiently as it stands. ‘Steady, ready!’ She shoots again and out comes a man catching her arrow by its shaft and breaking it.

    ‘You don’t just kill anything you see in the woods,’ says Enzo.

    The deer happened to be his pet, for Enzo was a null in his pack. He had not changed to a wolf, since he was born; clocking twenty-six, he was considered a null, soon to be chased away from his pack.

    ‘Not fair,’ she shouted. ‘That was my clear shot,’ she added. Raged with anger, Flora moves towards Enzo and gives him pieces of her mind; screaming. But behind that scream lay a strange secret. Deep in her thoughts, she pondered on how well-shaped he was; his dark curly long hair, blue eyes and hard Pecs.

    ‘What’s your name?’ he asks, cutting her off.

    ‘Flora, my name’s Flora,’ she answers rudely.

    ‘Well Flora, that deer is mine for keeps and you little high-born should stay away from the woods,’ he teases.

    Enzo knew she was high-born the moment he noticed her amulet, silver coated with an emerald stone and silk clothing. He clears his throat and rubs his hands on his pants, with his gaze roaming at her, without looking anywhere else. He giggles, ‘You look pretty well dressed for a boy.’ The words came out fast in a jumble, but Flora’s mind quickly interprets the message. She jumps out at him, hands in her mouth.

    ‘Holy shit, I’m going to kill you.’ Her hands balls into fists and storms over to where he was. He moves and side-steps her, with his arms in a placatory gesture.

    ‘Take it easy young lad. You might hurt that precious wrist of yours.’ He says as he smiles at her.

    ‘Trust me, I won’t miss a second time,’ she replies.

    ‘I’ll like to see you try. Have you ever been in a fight before, huh? What’s your name? Hmm! Yes, Flora.’ He taps her with a finger on her nose. ‘I might say if we go down this road, it’s not going to end well for either of us, don’t you think so?’

    ‘I can take you on”’ she says. ‘Underestimating me would be your big mistake.’ She corks her fists ready for a fight. Enzo spots her hands.

    ‘No joke, Flora.’ ‘But you do look remarkably sexy in your fit.’ He does so to aggravate her.

    ‘Enough with the teases’ Flora wasn’t so weak for a woman her age. ‘Oh yeah, I could bring the pain’ she says.

    ‘Wait,’ he began. But Flora lunged for him, fist aiming for his jaw. Instead of feeling her bones grinding into his, she connects with flesh stronger than hers. He catches both hands and pulls her close, as he pins them behind her neck. Then both lips crash with a fierce kiss from Enzo.

    Flora Bradley had never been kissed before, neither Enzo Drax. Nulls can’t have mates. So Enzo was totally out of the dating pool. Also, Flora never had time for male companies. She tries to break the hold but fails.

    ‘Let go of Me.’ Were her next words, with her lips still on his. In Hobo, women of Flora’s status see Enzo as commoners. She feels humiliated, yet again the taste of Enzo’s lips on her lower lip, tongue probing. He tasted like wild strawberries. Her heart inquires,

    ‘So this is how it feels like being kissed?’         

     Enzo pulls away and her scent filled him. With his dull senses, he could tell the change in her body chemistry. He apologizes and introduces himself.

    ‘Am Enzo, I live not far away from here.’ He does this to clear the awkward air. Flora was petrified by this sudden event. All he received in response was total silence. They both part ways as they relive the moment in their thoughts. Flora lives with an obviously hidden smile on her face; one like a mountain hidden in a small paint bucket. Yes, it is obvious enough to betray her.

    Weeks passed since Enzo’s encounter with Flora. In the night of a pale moon, he blinks, and sees a wolf staring at him from behind his eyelids. He—instinctively knew it was a male- it was white and huge. Its gaze bores into his, pacing further towards him like it was going to attack. He gasps and his eyes flew open. He had never seen him before. What could have led to this vision, he wondered. Day in and out his thought never departed from Flora, and he guessed her presence triggered his canine hormones.

    ‘I have to find her’ he whispers to himself as he lifts his head. Hurriedly, he leaves his home, Cal and Declan, his older brothers, worry in suspicion. They knew not where their brother hurries off to, at such an hour. Both need not to worry, he is a null. He did not look their way, for he felt intimidated by them always. Wandering in the streets of Hobo, which he had never taken the pleasure of doing.  He lurked in the shadows, as he tracks her lavender scent to a crystal-like castle.

    ‘Wow,’ he says, in astonishment; for he had never gazed upon such a place. He moves into the compound unseen by the guards, climbs onto the vines leading to her room. Flora not long ago, had a thought of her wild man in the woods, feeling she might never see him again. Getting ready to go to bed, she spots Enzo by the ledge of her window. Quickly, she pulls him in.

    ‘What are you