Run! Run! "You can't evade death!" Imagine given an a prospect to choose between life and death. A story of a young lass who was given an option to choose between life and death, a chance to change her life with seventy wishes. Possessed by the acrimony of darkness, things fell apart. Her whole world crumbled into a million chunks. Condemnation be onto the Earth. Scourge be onto the world. "You've been given a chance to change your life with these wishes." Now possessed with the wrath of darkness, how will the lass be able to make her seventy wishes? Will she be able to reverse her life? Will she incline toward death over life? Darkness over light?
"Dad, it's me your daughter. Don't do this to me! Please!" I cried bitterly.
I was being tied to a piller a small house located in the middle of no where.
"Baby, you've gotta understand. You're a monster." My dad replied adjusting his glasses.
We weren't the only one on the small house. An old faceless woman was there too.
She was busy unbolting an old ancient book that she couldn't even see.
"Burn her!"
"Burn her!"
She kept murmuring in an ancient language that only my father understood.
My so-called father picked up a can of fuel and a match box that was placed close to the fireplace.
"Daddy, the rope is draining the life out of me. Believe me, I didn't kill mom, I wouldn't even dare to." I tried to defend myself from the accusation that was laid on me.
I struggled hard go break free form the tightened rope but I was too weak to even help myself move.
"Burn her!"
"Burn her!"
The woman kept on murmuring.
"I'm sorry baby, you need to die alongside the monster in you."
My father uncovered the cap of the fuel can and poured it on me.
I continued crying for help but he didn't yield to my pleas.
He stricken the match stick and threw it on the fuel, causing a fire explosion.
My father was burning me alive.
"Die alongside the monster in you!"
His voice echoed in my head.
He had made the wrong decision of awakening the monster in me.
I laughed out loud like a joker, it was as if I was enjoying the fire that burnt every part of my skin.
"I'm gonna rip your soul just like I did to your pathetic wife." I threatened.
My father brought out a hunter gun and pointed it to my forehead.
"I'm gonna kill you!" I yelled.
"See you in hell, baby!" He pulled the trigger and shot me directly on my forehead.
Blood splashed on his body. My stupid father realized what he just did.
He just killed his child.
With the guilt, he shot himself dead.
Indeed, we met in hell.
My father was being punished in hell for being a failure. While I was given a chance to go back to the world.
"I'm giving you a chance to live." A femine voice spoke. The woman was covered with a cloak.
She stretched her pale skinny hand towards me. I saw the exact old book from the small house being held by the woman.
The woman raised her head, revealing her faceless facial appearance.
I was startled but there was no need to be afraid when I'm already in the deepest trench in hell.
"A chance to accept the dark path." She said almost in a whisper.
The woman gestured me to stretched out my hand and so I did. She handed over the book to me. The old and rusty book had been unbolted by her.
"Your quests are all in this book. Every seventy wishes in it must be accomplished and if not you'll die your final death." She said with a barely audible voice.
"What about my demon? Has it left me yet? How do I get to make those seventy wishes?" I asked nervously.
"I am your demon!" She muttered.
I gazed at her faceless facial appearance that was filled with total darkness.
How was she my demon when she's the guardian of hell?
"Open the book and make your first wish. No hesitation!" She said.
I didn't have any further questions.
I hoped my first wish was a good one. Ever since I was a little girl, I always wished to have a better family.
But that better family never came to pass. I killed my mother, my father committed suicide and my little sister...my little sister...she might he at home. I don't know for sure.
"What if I don't want that wish? What if I don't wanna make that wish?" I asked for the fear that I might do something even worst than murder.
The woman laughed sarcastically. "You will surely make that wish. You can't turn your back against it, except if you're stronger than your demon and you aren't."
I stood still with my brain trying to process what the woman was saying. I was numb. My hands and body trembling in fear.
This is a suitable reason to be afraid.
"You can't evade death. You are your worst enemy. Is either your kill or get killed..."
"...you've been given those seventy wishes to change your life and walk past death." The woman added.
My soul was already dead. I don't even have a heart but I still cares about the ones I love. My sister, friends and Derick.
All seventy wishes won't be bad. At least there might be some good ones.
"Do you want to end up like him?" She asked pointing her long untrimmed fingers at my after who was screaming due to the endless pain he was receiving.
I could hear the gnashing of his teeth and his pleas for the pains to stop. I would never want to be like my father and would never want to end up like him.
After so much thought, I chose life because of the one person I cared for; my little sister.
I want to watch her grow. I can't watch her grow while in hell.
"Life! I'll yield to the seventy wishes." I said with so much confidence.
"Good!" The woman chuckled darkly. "Open the book and read out your first wish." She instructed.
I gazed at the old book. Without hesitation, I opened to the first page.
The writings were kind of ancient but I managed to read them. All thanks to my father who thought me how to read ancient languages.
"If only I can strangle this little girl to death!"
After reading, I gasps in realization of what I just read.
"Is this a wish? I'm not going to kill anyone." I shook my head in disapproval.
"You've made your choice already."
The only person I cared for was my sister. Is this book telling me to kill her? I was puzzled. What should I do?
The woman lean closer to me. She opened my mouth with her fingers piercing my skin.
I heard her murmuring some spells. Her body slowly faded like smoke. I stood still like a statue.
The dark smoke all at once entered inside my mouth. I yelled in pain because of what it was it was doing to my body.
This wasn't a good feeling.
She was right, I can't fight my demon.
I struggled so hard to the extent I almost ripped by head off. When the struggling was over, I couldn't feel my body anymore.
My eyes turned bloody red and my skin pale and white. I looked like the shadow of myself. My hair covered my face.
I raised up my head, a demoniac smile played on my lips. "I shall feast on her soul!" I chuckled darkly.
My first quest was going to be a disaster but with no heart in me, let's see how things will turn out.
He pinned her on the wall, sniffing in her fresh scent. What was he trying to do? Trying to rain insults on her again? "I don't know why..." He hesitated before using his right hand to remove a strand of her hair. Her heartbeat accelerated. "...you're this tempting." She gulped harder, and her eyes widened in surprise because she couldn't believe her ears. He leaned closer as he could hear her heartbeat racing. He niches his lips on her ears and whispers certain words to her enough to send shivers down her spine. "You thought I was blind...but let me tell you, I was blinded by your beauty!" Diana's breath was seized. He knew what her expression would be, his lips curved into a smile. "I want to devour you like the beast that I am. I'm no angel, an insatiable wolf in sheep's clothing...that's what I am." ______________ A Kingdom whereby suitors are chosen by the father when the woman clocks eighteen, she would be married off to the man her father chose for her. Rejection means she was inviting death. Diana was not exceptional. Her father married her off into the Royal family...married off to the blind prince of the King. To avoid being beheaded... ....she ran into the wolf's den. Made a deal with the devil...unknown to her that he was her rejected suitor!
Three years ago, Cecilia was left battered and alone by the man she loved most, Alston, yet she bravely completed the wedding ceremony while pregnant. Three years later, although they were married, they grew apart over time. Cecilia focused on her career, no longer foolishly believing in love. But her transformation instantly threw Alston into a panic... And what is the secret from 11 years ago that Cecilia has always been reluctant to reveal? *** "She went to a law firm, met with a lawyer..." A lawyer? Is Cecilia suing someone? Who? Is there any recent litigation against the company? Alston suddenly chuckled coldly, "Who could she sue? I'm the CEO of this company. How come such a matter doesn't come to me first?" The assistant swallowed nervously, speaking softly, "Sir, there's no litigation against the company. She met with... a divorce lawyer."
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."