All Chapters of Love Beyond Death: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

We had just left Bucharest towards the north, my contingent of about two hundred men and I, and Târgovişte was up ahead, so it should be one of our resting stops. My enemies were all around me and every single day I had to fight to be alive. I forced myself to build my reputation as a ruthless, cold-blooded bastard, because one thing I was taught in my short existence, ‘It’s much better for you to be feared than to be loved’, and believe me I was feared by all. Unfortunately, that didn’t stop my blood-thirsty enemies to hunt me down and try to overpower me, but I was not about to let my beloved land and my people f

Her eyes dilated completely, making those beautiful lavender almost gone. I knew she was afraid, but those men deserved the punishment they were getting, and I would never let it pass. “Why would you say such a blasphemy? Everybody deserves salvation!” 

Three months, three months of the hardest self-control I put myself into, and I lost it right there, as soon as I got close to her, not only because I didn’t find a fragment of fear in her eyes, but also I saw the defiance in her face. She affronted me! I was going for the kill, I wanted to snap that long sinful neck like a twig under my fingers, how dare she question my actions and how I treat my opponents? I’m a ruler, I have a country to build and enemies to banish away by any means possible, and she will have to come to terms with that. Everything I use against them, every means of torture, every piece strategy I learned from the best teachers, my fo

I was surrounded by traitors! How dare this feeble little bastard raise an army of his own and instigate a revolt against me? Didn’t he cherish his dear life enough to mess with me? It was then, Anton and three more of my guards came to me in the courtyard with two hostages.“Sire, these two belong to his army. We caught th

The following week was the hardest, I’ve learned one more of his traits, stubbornness! The shoulder wound got infected, and I had to deal with his excessive high fever, they were still healing and barely closed, but nothing and no one could hold him in bed. Every time he felt pain and had to rest a flood of cursing would follow and a very grumpy man would come out of his shell. On day ten, I had enough. He didn’t listen to me and the cut on his shoulder bled a lot, Liana and I waited for him to settle for a nap, and we strapped him to bed. I didn’t know what else to do to keep this man quiet for some time, and all hell broke loose when he woke up a