All Chapters of Devil's Reprisal: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Mountain of Sacred Witch“Well, aren’t you a brave little thing.”His words dripped with sarcasm as he held her elbow and started pulling her shocked body towards Diam. The disbelief on her bloodstained face was obvious. He glared at her hotly as he drags her out of the beautiful field of death. This woman was unbelievable. He thought to himself and scoffed.“Gods, what were you thinking? If I hadn’t arrived on time, I had to cut that python’s skin to pull you out. Why did you leave that damned cave in the first place? To be devoured by a snake?” He spat, hating her unresponsive stature by each passing second. When they reached Diam, the horse recoiled back in ske

The Mountain of the sacred Witch“You need to take this remedy three times a day and this one just before breakfast. Apply this slave under your feet before going to bed. Sniff this herb whenever you feel queasy. And do not forget to add three drops of this in all your meals…” Udona kept on explaining the schedule of the numerous medicines making Valentina’s head spun. Arnold was packing for the journey back to the tribe, but his ears were perked in their direction. He was listening to Udona’s instructions. “The poison is severe and will need the best herbs to neutralize its effects. The mixture of so many ingredients at once could cause hallucinations, so I suggest you rest as much as possible. Drink water in excess…”Before Udona could’ve finished her instructions, Valentina embraces her taking the old witch by surprise. Hiding her f

BadenBloodshot and dark eyes examine the battered display on the polished brass. The direct golden rays of the scorching sun penetrate through the blinds, which were hanging loosely from the windowsills, brightening every inch of the grand bed-chamber. The light gave the buff man a clear view of the damage faced by his once spotless flesh. Before, he was proud of it. The beautiful and perfectly sculpted features over an ivory flesh that used to leave both males and females breathless and drooling. He used to be confident in the department of physicality and the tempting sexuality he oozed to lure the prey of a particular gender. He was sure that his one dazzling grin could bring any woman in the kingdom on their knees and beg to worship his body like the temple of God. He was described as an incarnation of Adonis by the people. Those who had seen him once in the past would look for opportunities to steal another g

The AmbaramThe fog was thick, making it impossible to see in a long distance. It was as if the fluffy clouds have decided to catch some rest before their next flight. The trees looked scary under this newfound blanket of weather. The temperature was dropping slowly and the cold wind carries the essence of wintery steps. Thickly furred creatures ventured without a care in the forest whereas few went to the hibernation in their caves, relying on their biological cycle to wake up on the first whip of spring. When the rays of the sun failed to penetrate through the lingering fog, the birds decided to not travel far, depending on the food nearby. The berries of trees will help them to survive from the bone-chilling winter.Arthur looked at the scenery in distaste. He hated such weather. The burning woods in the fireplace heated his office, providing his otherwise numb limbs some warmth. The win

The AmbaramAs the icy wind cuts through the sleepy forest of Ambaram, the dried leaves from the top of old trees that were barely appended to the thick and thin branches finally resigned their lives at the top and descended to the solid grounds. They were deteriorating under the harsh attacks of a cruel climate. The dry weather was sucking the moisture out of them. The shady fog wasn’t allowing the sunlight to reach them, limiting their source of nourishment. Soon, the trees will discard them completely and as the spring will come around the corner, new buds will sprout, marking the commencement of a new season.Valentina was sitting on the wooden stairs of the porch, curled in a thick blanket. Her nose was dipped in a book. Arnold has left for his duties at the chief’s house early in the morning, a few hours ago from now, leaving her alone in the entire cottage. Surprisingly,