#bmbr

Over and over again in my head.. here’s the line I’m gonna incorporate into my WIP also here’s a moodboard I made.😬

“Her eyes are poison and her smile is death.” - Embe, Kofi’s POV

Here’s a little snippet from my WIP. Nonhle’s POV. I know it’s been a while😌

Nonhle closed the distance between them in a flash. Rage burned in her eyes.

“What is my name?” She hissed.

“Nonhle.” Embe answered, not daring to look into her eyes. “Nonhle, Queen of Nohr.”

Kofi stepped took a step forward with a hand on the hilt of his blade. Asha reached an arm out before him. She shook her head.

With every step that Nonhle took, Embe took one back. They continued until he was backed into the wall with no choice but to look directly into her glare.

“We bleed the same, you and me. I am not a god. I don’t wish to be.” Nonhle said. “But when you pray to yours, you tell Him my name.” Nonhle turned, she met the eyes of everyone in the room. “Tell Him that the old kings are dead now. And I won’t beg for his mercy.”

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Kofi’s POV

The jeweled hilt of the Guard’s sword came down on Kofi’s face one again, cracking one of his teeth. This particular Guard hadn’t let up since the beating started hours before and didn’t seem like he would tire anytime soon.

“Tell me who sent you.” He hissed.

Kofi knew worse torture. They wouldn’t get anything out of him.

“I said-“

“That will be all, Samael. Give us the room.” The voice chilled the room.

Kofi could barely see, his eyes quickly swelling shut. Death came to him in the form of the Queen, an ethereal beauty wrapped in a bloodstained dress.

Excerpt from an untitled chapter in my WIP Black Mamba, Bloody Reign (now a working title). Kofi’s POV.

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He found himself staring back into the endless loop of obsidian that were her eyes and for a moment he was falling.

“Are you alright?” Nonhle asked, using a cold hand to steady him.

“Fine,” was all he could manage.

Kofi found her eyes again. Dark and haunting but all the same beautiful. There were rumors that, if you could get close enough to look, you’d find your fate in them. If she wanted you to.

The moonlight illuminated the girl before him in such a way that made the opulence of her crown look like rubbish and it made his breath catch. He’d seen her like this many times before, no more than a foot behind as she made her way through the Kingdom.

Kofi often noticed the awe in the faces of her people as she walked by. If she had not been born to the throne, her looks alone would earn her the arm of a king. But Kofi saw something else in her. He saw the death that lingered at her touch and haunted her eyes. He saw the darkness that was her soul.

“What are you thinking?” Her voice cut through his thoughts. She was sitting on her throne now, fully illuminated by the moon and she was glorious.

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It’s a bit blah but I haven’t posted on here in so long. But I’ve been working on this and I’m having such an amazing time with these characters. More to come! 🖤

Thanks for the tag @cjjameswriting!!

Rules: list three things that make your OC(s) happy.

For BMBR.

Nonhle:

Her crown

The solitude of her chambers

The voice in her head

Kofi:

His sword

His comrades

Black Mamba, Bloody Reign (character introductions) 1/5

Nonhle

Age: 18

The Crown Princess. Future Queen of Nohr.

Black Mamba, Bloody Reign (character introductions) 3/5

Asha

Age: 17

Status: Ranked

“There’s a place a day short of The Valley that Kings and Queens before you have gone to seek solace,” Asha says. “I’ve made the journey only once but I can get you there.”

“You’re still willing to help me?” I ask.

“I don’t trust anyone else with your life right now. Not even him.”

Thanks for the tag @cjjameswriting !

From Black Mamba, Bloody Reign

“The old kings are dead.”