All Chapters of Love Beyond Death: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

 Albu’s betrayal took us by surprise, and after the day he tried to take me down I had to go on a few expeditions, I had to hunt him down and also the ones who helped him plot against me. So I left for a month or more at a time, it was a hard feature leaving her behind, she was my haven, the one who kept my demons at bay, but I couldn’t take a chance in bringing her with me, as she asked many times. When I got back from one of these campaigns I found a distraught Alizandra, and she was having night terrors, something she had never had before. Worry started to eat me u

I didn’t know what else to do. It didn’t matter what I said or did, he didn’t listen to me. “I am who I am, Alizandra, I can’t let go. I was forged in blood and death, and I know no other way!” that was what I heard from him, and believe me, something broke inside my chest. I still had my night terrors and also did he, but as long as we slept in each other arms we could keep them at bay and less intense, but I just wasn’t able to shed them away, and my eyes always carried a haunted expression. Our souls were intertwined for all eternity, and it didn’t matter what would happen to us, we would always be together. He aske

Lord, she was beautiful! I loved those lavenders, and by God’s justice to those eyes she smelled floral like them, but as soon as she opened her eyes something had changed. They were dead, and that made me fall on my knees right there in the middle of the room. I killed her soul together with mine, and for that I’d never forgive myself. She observed me without saying a word, a terrorizing silence.  

The night had fallen fast bringing out so many stars above my head I thought I could touch them with my fingertips, unfortunately I didn’t have time to express my admiration for them since I had to focus on the task ahead of me, but I was glad for them tonight, they would help me as my sight when I had to turn my headlights off and become a ghost.

The odor of rotting flesh made its way up to my nose again, as I knew right away I’d be in one of my nightmares. Chills would crawl all over my skin and I’d break out in sweat, once I started hearing the screams and moans of dying people making me shiver in agony seeing all those decayed corpses falling around me. And in the middle of those flying debris and dust there he was, dominating the battlefield undaunted and powerful, staring straight at me with those forest green eyes, behind all that I saw the weight of the world and his decisions heavy on his shoulders. I didn’t know who he was, and I was sure he gave me the creeps with such intense gaz

Pain. Horrible and excruciating pain ripping through my insides, tearing everything in its path. I thought my heart was being torn out of my chest. The one time I felt like this it was when Alizandra died in my arms. Right there my heart died with her, if I had one, of course. My world crumbled, guilt and hate consumed me, and I became even more of the devil people used to call me.

“Alizandra? Alizandra?” my heart stuttered and my muscles suddenly got heavy. No, she wasn't leaving me again. “I forbid you to die on me, Liz! Wake up, dragă. Wake up!” but she didn't respond at all, listless in my arms. Some sort of déjà vu, and my world narrowed on her. I brought her closer, and her shallow breathing scared the hell out of me, but it was there. Her pale face and skin so cold against my body, bringing back horrible memories that it was better left forgotten. I had to do something or life was about to repeat itself, and I wouldn't allow it this time! 

Gosh, my body hurt! I was so out of it I had no clue what was going on. Telling the truth, I didn’t even know if I was alive, dead or dreaming. The awareness of warmth, closure and protection made me feel so good, and I didn’t know where I was, but I felt at peace for once in my life, and I didn’t want to wake up. I didn’t want reality to fall upon me. Unexpectedly, the heaviness of arms and being held by someone struck me, and slowly I fluttered my eyes open to find myself completely entangled with a bear, I mean, a man, but still a bear, in a very dimmed lit ambience with shadows playing on the walls, coming from an almost gone fire. I forg

“That’s my question, woman!” he answered me with gritted teeth, and I didn’t mistake earlier, his eyes were glowing golden in the middle of all that mess and it mesmerized me, I was so conscious of his body against mine, I felt my nipples peak against his chest and a hard bulge against my stomach, so as it turned out I wasn’t alone in this torment. A crimson blush covered me and tears pricked in the back of my eyes. I’ve never felt this lost, not even when my mother died.

“You know, you could also get some shower.”“You’re saying I smell?” I mocked her, and my voice came out huskier than I intended, playing so close to her ears, sending shivers down her back. I affected her, more than she cared to admit.