"Your purpose Chamuel is to protect Gemma with your life. The day she dies, you perish." Satan declares happily. Chamuel, a powerful supernatural being, was banished from heaven and stripped of his powers. Satan cruelly declared that Chamuel must protect Gemma with his life, or he would perish and forever remain useless. Gemma holds the key to Chamuel's supernatural abilities, but the more he accesses her, the more gigantic confrontation with death she gets until she eventually dies. Read on to find out!
"You are at this moment banished from heaven, never to return and stripped of your supernatural powers. You shall become a normal human and experience pain. You shall hunger for food, thirst for water, search for love, and not find it. You shall be heartbroken and lonely. Only when you discover the feeling of love will your destiny be twisted. This is the punishment I have launched on you and so it shall be. Now, evacuate this place," God said.
These were the last words I heard before I found myself being dragged by a strong current of control and command, pushing me backward until I fell off.
A huge gust of air gathered in the heavens, fueled by the unbearable weight of deportation and pain. "I didn't do it, Lord. I am being framed; I promise. I don't want to go down there. I beg you," I cried out, but my plea for forgiveness was ignored.
I found myself hurtling towards Earth at an alarming speed, awakening my sense of fear and consciousness of the tragic and painful crash that awaited me. I kept yelling uncontrollably,
"Please...I don't want to go down there. I'm innocent of these accusations. Help me, somebody, anybody," desperate for pity and assistance. But there was no one there to listen.
Faced with fear, I bounced harshly on the concrete floor, screaming out loud in agony.
It was a day to remember when I was cast out of heaven. watching as the beautiful place of color, filled with happiness, peace, fun, and praise dematerialized from my vision.
The next thing I saw were houses, lights and people. I could hear noises and music, a different kind of music from the one I knew of. Sounds new to my ears echoed from every angle around me as I stood there trying to come up with an idea to survive in this latest mystery world.
I had been standing there for hours, watching and looking around, but no one cared, looked at me, smiled at me, or attempted to talk to me. Making me feel invisible, I felt less alive.
"Am I still a spirit that humans can't, see?" I thought to myself. No one spared me any attention, or so I thought; trying to figure out if I was still in spirit or now in flesh, I slapped myself. "OUCH!" I yelled, I felt it hard like I had just activated my sense of feeling.
I stood in the middle of nowhere, lost.
I felt a ravenous feeling, not sure about what it was, I felt hollow inside, gripping my abdomen in unbearable pain "What is happening to me?" I screamed out in pain.
My esophagus began feeling so tight, choking and gasping for breath, trying to stumble on a reason for the unfortunate excessive pain.
I ran towards a man pleading for help, "I don't know what is wrong with me, my abdomen and esophagus hurts so bad, I thought maybe you have an idea since you have been human all your life," I inquired, but he walked past me.
Ignoring the disappointment I felt, I walked towards another woman. "I feel a lot of pain right now, I really need your help," I yelled out in expectation, jumping right in front of the unknown woman, but got the same response, she walked past me without any attention, "Just great, humans can't see me," I said to myself in unexplainable pain.
After many failed attempts and refusal to come to terms with my terrible situation, I looked towards heaven, screaming in anger.
"don't you think this punishment is too harsh? I was deported to a place I know nothing about and you still won't let people help me, could you kindly explain to me why humans can't see me when I was turned into a human by you?".
Everywhere became quiet except for me weeping uncontrollably like a disappointed child, while I was in heaven, I never thought a day like this would come when I would weep so shamelessly.
The silence was killing me, I felt disowned by God and ignored by humans.
The pain in my abdomen and the tightness in my esophagus were still there, griping me hard like an octopus stuck to my skin, refusing to leave.
Knowing I had to keep moving, the color was changing and everywhere was getting dim and quiet.
Groaning in pain, I launched my feet forward, taking a step at a time without a proper direction, I just continued moving forward.
After countless steps, I felt a twinge sensation on my feet, looking down, I saw red substances flowing down, rough with particles and sharp objects piercing through.
Feeling something was off, I looked at a stranger standing across the street and then back to myself, and I was immediately slapped with consciousness.
"I am naked!" I screamed out, embarrassed.
Confused about why I was suddenly feeling shy about being naked, "It's part of the punishment," I said to myself, smiling sadly.
Searching for a place to conceal myself, a weird building got my attention and I quickly began limping towards it with my injured feet, ravenous feeling, and tight esophagus, thankful that I couldn't be seen by humans, "so this is how my private features would have been exposed to unserious humans," I said to myself biting my lower lips.
Getting to the building, it looked abandoned.
Advancing deeper into the building, a sudden sense of smell hit my nostrils.
"I smell blood," I whispered to myself, frightened.
I looked at myself, the strong smell of blood wasn't close to how my blood smelled, so I knew it wasn't mine.
I started launching my feet forward tracing the smell of blood.
The deeper I get the more intense and harsher the smell gets. Getting to the entrance to a room, I froze in my spot, the stink of liquor and smoke from cigarettes filled my nostrils.
"I smell fresh blood, someone else is here, but who?"
Who are you?" I sluttered, attempting to take a step back but my feet seemed rooted to a spot. The mysterious man smiled, his eyes glinting in amusement, "I am someone who knows you," he said, his voice dripping with an otherworldly intensity. "I am someone who has been waiting for you." I looked around, I was surrounded by lifeless Bodies, slaughtered brutally by something worse than a monster, "What happened here?" I asked, struggling to keep my voice steady. The mysterious man chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "They are dead, you killed them all." He said, his eyes glistening in happiness, "You've become the person I knew you would be." I felt a pang, I looked at my hands, they were covered with blood. However, the question remains: did I really kill all these people? If yes... then who am I? Read on to find out!
BLURB. "I can only save you if you agree to certain benefits I haven't mentioned yet. However, I must warn you that these benefits may be difficult to handle. You have two options: agree to my terms or let your chasers catch you and kill you" Rodrigo announced cruelly. Perlah had no better option, so she decided to jump in. Perlah Andrew is the only survivor of the Andrew family, when her family got wiped out by an unknown enemy, she ran off trying to save her own life, where she met Rodrigo who offered to save her for an unknown benefit. However, the question still remains: what benefits did Rodrigo put forward for saving Perlah's life? READ ON TO 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."
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
"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?"