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Shae Vizla

The God of Taboo

The man's leather shoes softly tapped the marble floor. Every step quietly announcing his presence. His shimmering eyes began to come alive as his thoughts were on the princess from the ceremony. As the man approached, Jamil greeted him with a deep bow, "The great Damu has returned." The man with diamond eyes was no ordinary being. He was the supreme god of fire, named Ayele Aadi Damu, who could bring forth life and destruction. Notoriously known for his viciousness and worshipped because of his absolute power. Due to the legend of his existence, Ayele chose to keep the most sacred secrets of his heart hidden. No one but his trusted creations knew that the god had an unquenchable desire to experience love. Because of this, he had become completely consumed with finding his own mate. - "Just who I've been waiting to see," came the rumbling voice of the god of fire. His tone was rough as his shimmering eyes narrowed. Lesedi, who stood unfazed before his creator, was use to the god's quick temper. "Ah, your greatness. My apologies for arriving after you." Lesedi's silky voice could be heard as he greeted Ayele with a bow before beginning his report. "King Amir has already begun sending royal correspondence across the land to different kingdoms to notify eligible princes and kings that princess Zaila is now of age. During the ceremonial banquet the king and queen announced that the princess has already received four marriage proposals since before the new moon. We mustn't waste time, we will need to begin the mission immediately." This mission was one of utmost importance, it needed to be dealt with delicately. "Have a letter sent to the king. Let him know that I wish to meet with him and the queen in two days time. We will move forward from there. Do you have any additional reports?" Ayele thoughtfully responded. "Were you at the ceremony today?" Lesedi probed the god. "Today was a special day that I had been looking forward to for quite some time now. Of course I was in attendance." came Ayele's blunt answer. "I made sure to not become a spectacle, I hid my true form." Before responding, Lesedi rubbed his bearded chin and slowly shook his head with a sigh. "Why do you ask?" questioned Ayele as he watched his most trusted creation's hesitation. "She saw you." said the spy. "Who?" Ayele enquired, his eyebrows raised slightly surprised. "The princess." Lesedi replied.
Terri_Le_Shae · 21.7K Views

Mr CEO, Please Exit!

One year... 52 weeks... 365 days... Time was measured in moments, the moments that had mattered and Shaelyn only realized this as she stared down at a medical report diagnosing her with a terminal heart condition, and a year life expectancy at best. In that moment, the regrets set in. Trapped in a loveless marriage to a man whose affections lay elsewhere, Shaelyn's life was a tragedy of unrequited love and unfulfilled dreams. Now with only a year left to live and a baby on the way, Shaelyn had just one way out...a divorce and a clean escape before Nixon could realize she was carrying his child. But what is Shaelyn to do when her CEO husband has no intentions to allow a divorce? "Shae, you can only be my woman..." Nixon whispered in Shaelyn's ears. Shaelyn clutched her abdomen on instinct, her heart pounding in her chest as a terrifying thought settled in her mind. 'He would not commit to her... and he would not let her go too...' 'What would Nixon do if he ever discovered there was more than just a vow between them now but a child too?' What is Shaelyn to do when her life comes under threat by the 'other woman'? What happens when a loving woman and mother vows bitter revenge? ~Snippet Apologize! Don’t make me think you’re an unrepentant woman!” Nixon’s voice boomed, echoing with a mix of anger and disappointment. Shaelyn felt her heart plummet as the wave of sorrow she had fought so hard to suppress crashed over her. In that moment, doubt crept into her mind. Perhaps she had misjudged everything from the very beginning; it was Nixon who had inflicted the deepest wounds upon her...not Leyla, it was her own husband. Time and again, he had chosen to seek solace in the arms of another woman, while she, standing right before him—had become invisible with just one phone call. With only a year left to live, all she sought was a fair chance at happiness. Shaelyn took a shaky breath, fighting back tears that threatened to spill over. Her voice quivered as she spoke with resignation and resolve. “Nixon, I’m exhausted. Let’s end this, let’s get a divorce.” Shaelyn made her decision clear.
Kamikaze_Eros · 11.9K Views
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