The sudden gush of wind pushed back his long blonde hair at shoulder's length, while he squinted his gaze to better perceive his surroundings through the darkness as he walked into a hallow cave that reeked of evil and everything malicious. Moving one foot before another, drawing nearer to the deeper parts of the cave, bats swarmed over his head and the cave got darker as he walked further away from sunlight.The dark, spooky cave had very little light. The gravel was digging into his bare feet like knives, and a trail of blood was left through his path. He was cut, stuttering, and haltering his breaths in an attempt to control his pain and shock as blood leaked out from his mouth. If life is blood, his life was draining blood faster than paramedics.Going deeper into the cave, rocks came down from the top of the cave as though intending to trap him without a means of escape, leaving him to rot away in solitude in the depths of the darkness. As he walked further into the cave, it got
To refresh your memory and better understand this chapter, I suggest you read chapter 32 of volume one, titled Claudia Jeanne OliviaWho is the girl?, he pondered, as his brows furrowed, the Ancients weren't creatures with much interest in creatures, except those from the underworld, from hell. The place of their mysterious origin. Throughout his existence, he had only witnessed the ancients show interest in a single creature, Jared Donovan. It was an interest with selfish benefits and desire"Who is the girl?" He asked unable to keep his curiosity to himself while he felt his life force slowly draining, like smoke dispersing into the air. From above, one of the ancients descended towards the rocky ground which created a loud rumble and echoes with its impact.The batlike creature had an appearance as though it drew its existence from the blackest of nightmares, a thing too hideous for reality, a being sprung from the flaming pits of hell, spawned of the quivering slime that festers
After breakfast at the exquisite hall, Leon led her to the castle's library. The broad daylight did not reach the room which was located underground. Instead, it was the hanging lights above them that lit the two-tiered hall- almost like a cake mold. The room which normally would be filled with murmurs, whispers, and the presence of people interested in books was oddly quiet that a drop of a pin could be heard.Entering the large hall filled with the smell of paper and old books that held knowledge and magic that was a treat for the mind she felt drawn into the ocean of tranquility. The whole aura of space is as peaceful as nature. A long stretching room full of piles of information captured in the pages was a mesmerizing sight."It's big, much bigger than I expected," She conveyed her shock turning her gaze at Leon whose eyes were fixed on something else, something much lewder...her chest."What are you doing?," She pinched his cheeks and her cheeks turned red as a tomato while Leon
Like a precious lost treasure, she held the book in her hands with the inscription "The Book of the Banshees" etched like gold on the cover. Evelyn's eyes were trained on the book, lost in the sight of it like an invisible specter tethering her thoughts and focus to one single point. She felt a short wave of power surge through her core, its energy emanating from the item on her arm, It was as if her brain was suffering a massive short circuit and was struggling to compute. Worried in a trance Leon moved into her line of sight, touching her cheek with the side of his thumb, his lips forming a pensive grin."Lost little kitty?," His calm and ear-sensual voice lured her mind into reality Evelyn's head tilted upward to his face, her eyes sliding into focus, and how couldn't she?, Leon's glance-stealing, heart stealing, and soul-scorching face worked like a charm."Huh?," She muttered with a smile running her thumb over the book cover. She couldn't quite explain it, she felt a deep conn
Slowly he fluttered his eyelids open, and with it came the sensation of a slight strain of pain on his forehead, wincing his brows in pain and agitation he slowly massaged his forehead trying to soothe the throbbing pain as he tried taking in the sight of his strange surroundings with his hazy blurry eyes."Where am I?." He muttered to himself knitting his brows. Wincing in pain from his throbbing headache he tried recollecting his last memory before ending up in the place."Am I dead?" He said to himself, his last memory was fading into the abyss as he sank deeper into the depths of the ocean while he drifted away, to a place far away where all hope was lost, and defeat reigned. Blackness all around him. He darted his eyes around the thick walls trying to perceive his surrounding, however the little piercing light by the small squared window gave him little idea of his prison. It was akin to a dungeon with little source of light. He was certain he was In a prison cell.The prison ce
This chapters contain gruesome scene of torture, readers discretion is advised.Few minutes LaterJared sat asher on a chair, knocked unconscious by Jared he was unable to fight back the devil, his hands was tied behind his back and duct tape placed over his mouth to muffle his screams while unconscious with his head down. Satisfied with Asher's restraint he rips off the duct tape, which awakens asher. "Ah fuck!" He cursed at the sudden sharp pain before settling his gaze on Jared who walks away and grabs a chair. He sits it in front of Asher who eyes were stained red in rage. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a pack of cigarettes and settles it between his lips. "Tell me everything about Evelyn and i'll spare you the torture," He said puffing out smoke from his mouth"There's nothing to tell you," He smirked, "It doesn't matter what you do to me, I won't say a fucking thing," He said with a glare. There was any need of compulsion after all it didn't seem to affect Jared."Why
Don't forget to leave a vote guys thanksShe closed her eyes, bit her lips, and steadied her breathing. Both hands were outstretched as she focused her mind and energy on a single point, her hands. It was the first and easiest spell to learn. casting an outburst of energy from her hands channeled through her thoughts and concentration.One minute passed, then two and three before breaking concentration as she let out a deep frustrated sigh. Leon who sat on the well-trimmed grass, broke out a mischievous smirk before getting on his feet."It isn't working, the spell literally says concentrate, so why isn't it working?," She asked with a pout displeased with the results. She had followed every detailed instruction in the book yet, there was nothing to show for it."You aren't concentrating enough," Leon said tucking a loose strand of her hair back to its original position, "You are preoccupied with lewd thoughts,""Huh?," She snapped her gaze at him"No need to deny It little Kitty, you
Blood flowed through her open wounds into the ground, while Leon stood back watching her every move like an owl. Any wrong move and he was prepared to intervene. He watched Evelyn squat to the ground as she drew an enclosed circle with her blood."Mirac Aplex Ethion Insidious!," She chanted with her arms outstretched. Her parched eyes gaze upwards as though yearning for a sign hoping against hope she would pull it off.She looked up at the sky thrumming with the anticipation of release. The wind became a tyrant as it roars and groans bending the distant trees, knee-length grasses and splintering branches. It blew and molest, bringing with it mountains of clouds that reek of evil.As the rolling clouds come crashing down on the ground, a sudden bright fork jab out from them, zigzagging its way across the lead-heavy sky, followed seconds later by ear-piercing thunders that shatter the sky and shake the ground. "Evelyn are you okay?," Leon yelled from a distance, despite the darkened sk