To Put A Leash On The Master

To Put A Leash On The Master

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By:  Seprai HarleOngoing
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“Heidi, call me a monster. Call me a beast. Fuck, call me the Devil. It does not change the way I feel about you.” “How about the way ‘I’ feel about you?” I whisper. “This hatred—built from love, passion… trust.” Hunter gently takes my hand and interlocks it with his before placing both on his chest. He then leans down to bump his forehead on mine, making me close my eyes and sigh as it drives in me sensations that cause me to crumble. “I love you, Heidi…” he whispers—doesn’t do good for my eyes bleeding more tears. “…and I will let the world burn for you.” ~ H E I D I I’ve lived twenty-two years but never seen a man like Hunter. He has killed everyone I know and is bound to do more, which is why I’m determined to stop him, if only I wouldn’t have to deal with these emotions—old feelings clashing with new ones; love and hate—that make me want to squash his heart one moment, then piece it up the next. But I know I can’t hang between these feelings forever. I have to choose, and quickly. H U N T E R I am told she is dangerous, a being forbidden from existence. Yet, I find myself protecting her. I shouldn’t, but I do. Then I realize she isn’t the threat. Where danger lies is with my feelings—ones that I must not have, that will be my downfall. To be that creature feared by all, I need to be the man with nothing to lose. But now I have so much to lose. Even nature has fated our Love to be doomed and will see to its vow that one of us is destroyed.

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Chapter 1

A Beano Of Death

/ HEIDI /

The scene before me is a bloodbath.

Bodies lay scattered across the floor, the once vibrant celebration now turned into a grotesque beano of death. 

My legs feel like lead as I force myself to move. And I hear another piercing cry with two more almost immediately, thuds resonating in my ears, each sound paralyzing me with fear. 

The terror grows so much that it becomes numbing, leaving me to stare blankly at the blood-pooled floor. But then a thought slices through my foggy mind—Hunter. 

Is his corpse among these? How about Dad Griffin, Dad Tad, and Morton—where are they? 

“Saturn, I need help!” I scream, except I don’t hear my voice, as the words barely escape my lips in a hoarse whisper. 

I frantically begin to search the hall. There has to be someone alive, someone who isn’t lying in this gruesome display of devilish deeds. Fortunate if that person is Hunter or other members of my family. But unfortunate when I spot a familiar satin cloth shimmering under the dim light.

Now that certainly is not Saturn, is it? No, I hope not. However, rushing over, I find the girl’s pale body in the blood pool, her heart dug out of her chest. 

“No…” I whisper in disbelief. Surely, this has to be another dream—a fucking nightmare. “No! That’s not you, Saturn. Please… no…” My voice trails off as my palms cover my mouth.

The girl I saw minutes ago can’t be dead.

This is a dream, right? Another damn illusion! 

Panic-stricken, wide-eyed, and my heart pounding, I race back up the stairs. But when I burst into Hunter’s room, I find it is empty—no trace of Saturn nor her scent. 

Fuck, no.

I lean against the wall and slide down to the floor, gripping my braids with frail fingers as tremors wrack my body. 

Pain overwhelms me as the urge to cry rises in my lungs. But the tears won’t flow. Even staring blankly at the patterned floor only channels more misery to my broken mind. A misery that suddenly morphs into bravery when the thought of Hunter brings me to my feet.

There’s a subconscious urging me to escape the mansion. Yet, it doesn’t occur to me to listen as I speed down to the hall faster than a meteor flashing across the sky. 

My fear seems drowned in a sea of emotions as I search the hall again, going through the bodies carefully so as not to miss a familiar face.

Like Saturn, their hearts are all ripped out, which convinces me somehow that this might be another dream. 

“Hunter? Dad?” I call out with a growing dread and a panging headache feasting on my brain.

When I notice Dad Tad’s body amidst the carnage, my shoulders drop instantly before I fall to my knees in front of his sprawled corpse. 

I had hopes… hopes that at least my family would be alive if I didn’t find their bodies. But now― now that hope just disperses into thin air. 

“Gods. What’s all this?” I mumble while staring defeatedly at Dad Tad’s open eyes before reaching out to close them.

I sit on my feet; frozen in place for a while. Then someone’s whimper as life leaves their body echoes. But I can’t tell where the voice comes from. 

I’m whipping my head around the blood-painted hall in confusion, scrambling to my feet, suddenly aware that the killer’s lurking nearby.

My eyes dart across the archway to the hallway where the light shines bright; a contrast to the near darkness surrounding me. 

Something catches my attention—the moving shadow of a large wing cast on the wall, its feathers shaped as deadly spikes, exuding a menacing aura.

The intensity of the fear crawling beneath my flesh renders me unmoving. Or maybe it’s the shadow that has trapped me to a spot.

Cold sweat breaks out on my skin, my hair standing at attention as if commanded by the sight. And even as the ominous shadow disappears, I can’t find the spirit to run. 

I’m merely staring at the empty, bloodied space on the wall where it once was while finding it difficult to breathe properly.

A towering figure emerges from the hallway and steps under the archway. The light from the hallway illuminates parts of him—his nose, hair, and shoulders. But the rest of his form remains in darkness, which is why I can’t figure out who he is until he groans.

“Heidi.” 

A gasp escapes my lips, relief flooding in, as I only then recognize the silver-blonde hair glinting beneath the light. He’s alive!

“Hunter!” I cry out before sprinting across the room to where he stands. 

I collide with his form and wrap my arms tightly around his waist, pressing my face into the warmth of his solid, broad chest.

He doesn’t hug me back, but I’m satisfied with him being alive.

“Are you alright, were you hurt?” I ask quickly as I disentangle before patting his shoulders and pressing his arms. He seems fine to me; except, he isn’t moving. “Say something, Hunter. Did you see who did this?” I ask while searching his distant eye. 

As my hands slide down his limb from his forearms to his fingers, I feel something cold and gooey beneath my touch. Then I look down to see what coats them, its coppery tang only now filling my senses. 

Blood.

Why does he have blood on his hands?

I notice the gore soaking his clothes too, and his hair’s matted with it. Then my eyes follow a trail to my own bloodstained hands before wandering back to Hunter’s, watching the man let go of the bloodied hearts he cupped in each fist. 

Oh, gods! Don’t tell me― 

I feel something squeezing my own heart at the sight of that, and a force causes me to stagger back.

In a short moment when the spotlight suddenly flickers across us, I catch Hunter’s emotionless, crimson-streaked face, his expression darkened with an aura from the other side of the moon. 

“No. This can’t be happening,” I whisper while shaking my head frantically.

I’m feeling weak, even my legs threaten to let me down. I’m also almost resigned to the probability that whatever this is only plays in my mind. And I hope that’s the case, I really do.

“Hunter, don’t fuck with me again,” I mutter with a breaking tone. “Please tell me this is another damn dream. Please…”

Hunter remains silent, his gaze fixed on me. And as seconds pass without him talking or moving, I feel my world spinning; suffocating me. 

This isn’t a dream.

It is my own hell invading—a reality that’s worse than any nightmare I could have ever imagined.  

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Cater Higgins
certainly leaving this one in my library
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I haven’t read a demon book for a long time🥲 this is definitely going to remain in my library ...️
2024-09-07 03:00:21
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Cater Higgins
I love the pace of this book. why is the tense from chapter 8 different tho?? aside from that everything else seems good
2024-09-17 23:43:09
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A Beano Of Death
/ HEIDI /The scene before me is a bloodbath.Bodies lay scattered across the floor, the once vibrant celebration now turned into a grotesque beano of death. My legs feel like lead as I force myself to move. And I hear another piercing cry with two more almost immediately, thuds resonating in my ears, each sound paralyzing me with fear. The terror grows so much that it becomes numbing, leaving me to stare blankly at the blood-pooled floor. But then a thought slices through my foggy mind—Hunter. Is his corpse among these? How about Dad Griffin, Dad Tad, and Morton—where are they? “Saturn, I need help!” I scream, except I don’t hear my voice, as the words barely escape my lips in a hoarse whisper. I frantically begin to search the hall. There has to be someone alive, someone who isn’t lying in this gruesome display of devilish deeds. Fortunate if that person is Hunter or other members of my family. But unfortunate when I spot a familiar satin cloth shimmering under the dim light.No
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You Can't Outrun Me
I don’t want to start imagining things, but I can’t help it. Hunter and I seem to be the only survivors after all. And he’s the one looking macabre amongst us both. Gods and Goddesses, please tell me what I’m thinking isn’t true. Tell me Hunter didn’t do this. Bring the murderer before my eyes, so I can be a bit consoled because I cannot deal with this. I just can’t.There’s enough I can take for a week. And this… this is way past my limit that I want to lay atop sun-beaten sand and let the concrete scrape off the memories. Reset the things I’ve just now seen.For the first time, I envy amnesia; and wish that it’d find its way to me, as I cannot dare say what sort of a person would do this—steal people’s lives, turn them into dolls with their blood as art, even leave a hole in their chests. Or I’m probably just naïve and people like these are real. Maybe they’re specks of dust waiting for the right wind to blow them together.But isn’t it unfair—that someone this heartless gets to l
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A Phobia Of Hunter
A while ago, before the bloodshed, I would have found the blood on his lips hot. But now, I can’t imagine I fell in love with a beast. Or perhaps he played out his actions so well his barbaric side slipped under his coat. Before this day, I loved everything about him—how he often switched tones, imitating baby voices in our voice calls and notes. Even trying to mimic my voice at times. He’s the same man who made cute as well as sassy expressions. And got accustomed to texting me emojis and funny gifs. Not to forget how he woke me up by sending repeated texts just so my phone would keep dinging. Now that man seems like a distant memory; replaced by this cold, unfeeling stranger.I blink away from the rearview mirror and stare into the darkness ahead of me, bracing myself for the words my mind wills me to say before looking at Hunter’s breathtaking features.Gone are the days when I badly wanted to run my fingers through his hair—when I wished to see what his right eye looked like.
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Hunter, Love
SOME HOURS AGO.Last I checked it was past nine in the morning, and I’ve spent the past eight hours preparing for the event that’ll soon create a rift throughout the country.I stand on the balcony and clutch the handrail before inclining against it, sniffing in crisp fresh air as the late morning dews kiss my skin.Staring at the distant, foggy mountains, my face cracks with a smile. And I’m pleased with how the snowflakes drop slowly. But then the moment is disrupted when my cell phone dings in my apron pocket.“Fuck!”My hands work fast as I put the phone to silence so as not to piss off the person in the bathroom. His ears are the sharpest, that one. So is his tongue.He’d stroll into the room wearing underpants while slinging a towel over his shoulder.‘The hell are you doing on my balcony, Heidi? And leave that phone of yours somewhere that’s not my room, will ya?’ he would say in a raspy voice just before yanking me out of the room.I unlock my phone and tap an unread message. (
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The Scent Of My Arousal
In the valley guarded by snow-coated greens and high, misty mountains lies the Whites’ family house. We visit only during Christmas, though celebrating it isn’t a thing.We enjoy the holidays in our style nonetheless—like binge-watching rom-coms or stacking containers of Christmas cookies in the refrigerator or… I don’t know. But one wouldn’t find a trace of festive decorations, even hear a commentary about it in the mansion.For as long as I can remember, this is our first time coming together for a celebration. And there are two halls prepared for it too.I heave a sigh of exhaustion as I stand before the mirror in the servants’ quarters. My eyes are dull and nearly closing under tired lids. And I can still feel shock rolling in my belly at the fact that the mysterious heir to White group is my man. Gazing at the bonnet guarding my hair, I’m more about discarding this wretched apron of woe for something proper—one that looks even a tiny bit pleasing to the eyes.A while back when
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I See Black
I stare at him for a second, then at Saturn, torn between the two who to approach first.After some seconds, I push through the crowd to the girl in a satin dress who has her butt crashing against her lover’s crotch with a glass of drink in hand.“Saturn, my phone, I need it now,” I demand, my voice raised over the music.Saturn lazily rises to her full height and turns to me with a nonchalant expression. Her tousled hair falls over her face, and her breath reeks of alcohol when she slurs, “Yourrr what?”“My damn phone!” I repeat. But I don’t think the girl’s listening.She shouts back, “Don’t know! You should find it in one of these hearths.” The fucking hearths? There’s about eleven of them and she expects me to start digging around each one for what, ashes?“Gods, no, Saturn!” I sigh. How did my phone end up there in the first place? Ask me again why the girl disgusts me.And the best she can do is burp. “Oops, sorry,” she says with a sheepish smile, starting a drunken giggle.I sho
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Kill Me
~X~I know their names and looks. Father does too. Stuff took me a year and more to study that I might even begin to list the names of their fetuses.It’s my first time coming to Braevalle, and I’ve heard things about it. Good things. Like how the fruits are heavenly. And how unearthly their young girls look. And… I think the White Mansion took up sixty percent of these compliments—it also happens to be the first stop for tourists.Let me tell ya though, I find the whole thing exaggerated. Braevalle is just as good as every other place but also as quiet as a graveyard, which is bad. Really. Or maybe I hate too much silenc― ouch!Did I just see Hunter’s female guard hitting Heidi’s forehead against a boulder? Yes! And the impact rendered her unconscious on the woman’s body. I want to laugh but then if I do, I’ll be heard and exposed. I’m currently camouflaged in the environment and making a loud sound is… I won’t say it’s dangerous because no one knows me and they can’t catch me if I r
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Fear What Fiend
Behind me, Saturn lets out a short triumphant cackle. “Now, you’ll unlock your shit and hand it over, or I promise you, these girls will drag you straight to Dad Griffin. And we both know how quickly he’ll get this sorted before throwing you to the wolves.”Facts! Pure facts. And extremely unfortunate.I hadn’t fully considered the implications of anyone else finding out about my relationship with Hunter. But Saturn has it all figured out. The girl’s smart, I’ll give her that.“Dad Griffin’s rules are ironclad, you know. Having any relationship with commoners is a blunt no. In this case, baby girl, you are the commoner. You’ve seen him dole out harsh punishments for far less.”Hmm, true. Still―“You can’t be certain I have a relationship with Hunter,” I say. After all, the girl only saw a picture. Anyone would suspect I’m fangirling and I won’t fault them for that. What does a wealthy public figure have to do with a servant anyway? I’m sorry, Hunter.“Dad wouldn’t ask for evidence now
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I'll Take Her
After some time, Hunter turns to my direction, and my heart skips a beat as I instinctively lower my head. I shut my eyes and lips tight, screaming within.This nervousness’s crucifying me, only if I’m not already turned cold by the idea of Hunter staring at me—why does it even matterrrr?!“I’ll take her,” he declares, his sonorous voice cutting through Saturn’s words as it brings her chatter to a halt. I imagine her blinking, stunned, and trying to comprehend Hunter’s words. But I too am left bewildered. Hearing his voice in reality for the first time is like having an initial conversation with your celebrity crush. Maybe more than that.The sound is thrilling and exotic; lodges between my ovaries, creating butterflies and their dancing sensations. Anyone would fall for the man without setting eyes on his gorgeous physique.“Take her? For what, Brother?” Saturn’s annoying tone spoils the moment. Could someone beseech the girl to be quiet, even for a second? Her screeching voice is
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A Game Of Lovers
My new space looks breathtaking, not even in the least occupied by the king-sized bed against a wall across from the balcony’s windows. I don’t care to take in my new environment, but I do notice the view that’s a sky with shades of blue and white, fog gazing back from the distant mountains.The sight reminds me of my Villa. How I would sit on the balcony for hours, listening to the nightingales’ melodies while watching butterflies dance between steel railings.It’s a core memory, but I don’t intend to leave it that way for a long time. Just as I don’t want to make memories of this place too, as I’m unsure what this is about.Yivlen prepares a bath before I sink into the warm water and revel in its glee.It has been so long since I enjoyed such simple pleasures. Surely, a year and four months is enough to miss out on many things.“Your dress is set, ma’am, for the party,” Yivlen says, standing on edge at the door, and I regard her awhile.For some reason, I sense a strange tension cou
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