The air blocked in the throat of Amara. She looked back and rewound the incidents that happened with her in the past few days - the phone call she got from Alexander, her visit to the old palace, the torch light which goes suddenly switched as she was about to cross the entrance and enter the room. The chamber was weird. It had a huge pillar right in the center and many huge iron plates surrounding it with ropes tied around.
The complete space was covered with devilish pictures on the walls and some strings tied around the enormous metal sheets. The inside of the iron plates was heard a heavy breath of someone unknown....
Amara shook with terror even with the recollection of the incident.
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The palace was decorated with colorful flowers, balloons and lights. It was the day of Amara's engagement with Alexander.
Droplets of water was dripping from her face, bust and arms passing through a pink towel wrapped around as she comes out of the shower.
A heavy intake of breath was heard beside her as if somebody was smelling her top to toe. Amara's body shook with repugnance, she hated that sound.
In a turning fusillade she looked around but found the room was empty. Amara kept having the kind of disturbing, lustful groans since a while.
"Wow she is delicious and beautiful from head to toes." There was an insatiable hunger in his words. "What a mesmerizing fragrance." He breaths out the words of thirst. "She is now a complete woman. Her soft body, those entwining curves, everything is mine." He roared in an order. "I had been waiting since ages for you my beauty...." That monstrous laughter echoed in the room.
Amara looked around in fear but found nobody. She squealed aloud closing her ears and eyes drawing everyone's attention in the house.
Her grandparents rushed to her rescue. "Amara what happened to you my child?" Lima asks in perturbation hugging her to the chest like she was a baby.
"He...he came back again grandma, I can hear him. I abhor that copious tone." She shunned with distaste. Lima patted the back of Amara consoling her. The words of the fakir haunted her since yesterday. Perhaps they could perform the engagement in a different city. Hamster was dangerous for Amara.
She wanted to take Amara to Shahriar where they have another big bungalow and perform her engagement ceremony there. Lima called Alexander and his parents who were supposed to arrive at the palace the next day morning.
The engagement was postponed to another two days, the security and the workers working in their palace in Shahriar were informed to take care of decoration and arrangements.
When everything felt rightly done, Victor went to his bedroom to open the locker of his cupboard. He wanted Amara to wear the jewelry of Princess Veronica on her engagement but the evil was looming around Amara like a dark cloud.
She wasn't supposed to leave Tehran at any cost. The door of the bedroom automatically went locked and the shower opened up. Very soon the bathroom was flooding with water and the water leaked into the bedroom too.
The flood of water slowly reached to Victor's feet and he slipped laying his foot on it. The doctor came to check upon the old man and declared he had a fracture on his left leg.
The engagement was further postponed and could in no way be performed in Shahriar. Though Victor had insisted on his family to leave him in the house and perform the function according to the planned date, everybody turned a deaf ear to him. Amara was in no way ready to listen to his requests.
In the midst of hot discussion, at times laughter and jokes was a devilish laughter left accompanied with a lustfilled growl which nobody heard. "My beauty, how can you leave me and go?"
Suddenly the voice turned intense with anger. "I will not allow you to cross the border of Tehran until I enjoy every loop, every peak and valley of that inviting body.
Two minutes later Amara got a phone call from her boyfriend. "Hi, how are you, my sweetheart?" His rough much masculine voice was heard on the phone inviting titillation in Amara's senses.
"I heard your grandfather had an accident. Please convey my best wishes to him. I hope he would be alright for our marriage." Alexander's consoling words brought positive feelings in Amara.
It has been a while since they had been together and Amara was missing him both by body and soul. Alexander had booked a flight to Germany to help his father in business while Amara came to Tehran.
Both of them are engineering graduates studied from Princeton university with high social status and opulent families. Amara pursued her career in Computers and Informatics while Alexander in Electronics and Electrical.
"I miss you so much, Alexander. I want to see you....need you so bad." There was desperation with a tinge of desire in Amara's speech.
A soft chuckle was heard on the other side. "Do you think this is going easy with me? I'm sailing on the same boat as you are my sweetheart....I need you as much as you want me. I thought we could plan something after the engagement." His voice hinted naughtiness and immediately a loud growl was heard on the other side.
"Who is it?" Alexander's voice was mixed with feelings of both anger and protectiveness. Amara instantly looked around and there was nobody. She immediately knew whose voice it belonged.
With each passing day and every second her anxiety increased. She was so emotionally dependent upon Alexander. "I'm into a lot of problem here Alex. I need your help." Amara's tone sounded much anguished and distressed.
She told Alexander about everything starting from her uncle's miserable mental health, the missing of Aunt Stella, the phone call she got with his number, her visit to the haunted house, the fakir's rescue, voices and growls of the monster which she often hears in her head.
Alexander was speechless noting his 'would be' wife's mental health. He obviously did not believe in sorcery or black magic that Amara had talked about. No educated youth would believe in such sick practices.
He decided to consult a psychitriast but was this entirely Amara's psychic sickness or indeed an evil power was looming around her? The growling voice he heard on the phone? Was it just an illusion?
The night Amara had a weird dream. In front of her was a beautiful palace shining with liveliness and glitter.In the midst of the mother nature was a fountain in the shape of a curvaceous woman. She was holding a pot from which blue waters were flowing from the fountain making the scenery entwining.The front of it was a long pathway and on the both sides of it were green pastures extending to insurmountable distance.Between the greenery were small plants flowering in different colors and varieties of yellow, red, purple and white.There were tall green trees which were shading the travelers who came to see the king from far off places.The walls of the mansion were decorated with long garlands of flowers. It was probably a celebration. Many guests have come for the function. The drinks were getting served.The servers were moving around the place in a hurry carrying snacks and drinks dressed in white and gray uniforms.
The entire family rushed to Amara's room hearing her squeak. Lima saw her fainted and dropped to the floor. Her heart leaped out of its rib cage seeing the sorrowful state of her grand daughter. Amara surely needs a psychological counseling and may be a medical help too. The doctor visited their mansion and examined her. He prescribed her with a few vitamins and advised Amara to take complete rest for the next few days. Lima slept with Amara the complete night. The next day when she got up Amara looked around her room haunted. "Grandma, there was a man playing guitar under a distant tree." She pointed to the window from where they can have a beautiful view of the entire garden of the estate. "Before I could leap my eyes, he was right before me giving out his devilish laughter. He was completely smeared with a white paint but his face was covered with hair. The description brought goosebumps on Lima's skin but she did not want to ventilate
A man was seen completely covered in blood laying on the road. The street was deserted. The driver stopped the car on the instruction of Alexander. As soon as Alex got down of the vehicle, the man's body flew in the air without limbs striking the wind shield. Amara shuddered with fright. The glass was completely covered with blood. The driver quickly rushed to the seat in fear and locked the door to drive the car but it wouldn't move. The car trunk automatically went opened and the luggage went flying in the air. Alexander was thunder bolted experiencing the eerie occurance while Amara was shivering to pool of sweat in terror sitting inside the car. The bloodied corpse spoke moving circular in the air. "Coming to Tehran was your choice but going back is mine." The bleeding form glided to the window and broke the pane where Amara was seated. "My beauty, how can you leave me and g
How was Alexander going to save his fiancee from the evil power? Holding Amara to his chest, he brushed away the hairs falling on her face and kissed her cheek. "My love I am right here, always ready to protect you from any kind of calamity. Close your eyes and sleep. I'm going to watch over you." Amara only nodded. She trusted Alexander and their long bond of togetherness. He was going to save her by any means. As soon as she closed her eyes, the dream continued like it was waiting for her to come back to the subconscious world. Amara shuddered with fear as if she was the part of the dream to see the vampire again. The moment his feet landed on the soil of Hamster, the birds making merry in the air of the blue sky made a preternatural chirrup flying away. The dogs howled as if a huge calamity is going to befall. The ether which appeared bright with rays of sun suddenly turned dark with loud thunders. Within a few seconds there was an outpour of rain as if th
With the immense sweating and pulsing Amara was having in her sleep, Alexander understood she was experiencing the same dream. Laying his arm around her waist, Alexander pulled her to his chest and whispered words of assurance in her ears. "Amara, everything is fine, I am right beside you. Nobody can touch you, even the monster. I will protect you by any means even if it is shielding you through my life. I will follow you everywhere like your shadow. Have the word from me." Amara's hand went to his behind clutching Alex's shirt tight in her fist. His words played a positive effect in her subconscious mind and Amara slowly relaxed her fist though she did not release it completely. Alex breathed a sigh of relief and kissed Amara's cheek. Slowly she opened her eyes and watched him. There were several emotions crossing her optics that Alexander was unable to fathom but he was sure he was going to challenge them one way or the other. In contrar
The princess stood there in front of him motionless as if she was in a trance. The vampire made a deathly growl of victory assimilating the paralyzed state of the princess. He blew air and the wedding gown of the princess flew away in air. Everyone of her subjects who were present in the hall turned their faces away unable to bear the humiliation of the queen. The vampire made another earth shattering growl and directed his forefinger in her direction. This time the ornaments which were covering her chest flew away. "My beauty...." The usual snicker came out of him filled with lust. For seven years I had to master over the tantric practices to bring you to this helpless state. You made me suffer the hell on earth by killing me. But now I'm a vampire." He told with pride with his hands raised up. "I won over death. Now I'm an immortal. You cannot do anything to me. I will use you like I have used no woman." He spoke venomous filled with lec
But was it the end of the vampire? Did the princess indeed disable his evil completely? Amara thought. If so what are these haunting pictures....those strange incidences happening around her, that peculiar man covered in white paint with hair falling in wrinkles on his face? Just getting the thought in her mind had made the hairs stand on her skin. Unfortunately it was the biggest mistake the princess had ever committed in her life. It had led to her downfall. Little did she know getting the monster buried alive wasn't the solution to her problems but in return it was the strike of flare to her agonies. It was absolutely not the end of the monster. He is back, full of vengeance upon her. Was it a curse that she took this birth of princess Veronica? Amara thought disgruntled. How can she, a frightened ordinary soul fulfill the goals of mighty and powerful legend - princess Veronica? *****
Suddenly there was a short circuit in the room. A bulb which was hanging at the corner of the ceiling had an electrical impedance and at once it fell on the floor like somebody intentionally dropped it. A low growl was heard in the room and Amara knew it wasn't from Alex. The monster was right there beside them. A gut wrenching feeling of anxiety stuck her soul. Was he watching them? Alex ran his hands tiredly in his hair. "Why you do not allow us to live peacefully? No privacy is allowed to us even in our bedroom?" He yelled in anger. "What do you expect from us? Say it and I will do anything to satisfy your desire but leave Amara. Why are you making her suffer?" There was a desperation in his tone. "Amara has no connection with Princess Veronica. It is rediculous you make someone else suffer to exercise your vengeance on another." There felt a heavy breath of monster. The place beside Amara