My world was on fire.
My body, rising from the shadows of my grave, felt torn. My heart pumped no blood, My lungs breathed no air. I was still, like a thief in the night. I stumbled out of the hole in the ground and looked at my surroundings. Only darkness, no one in sight. As I stood there waiting for this nightmare to end Waiting for this nightmare to make sense, memories started to flood my mind. A man with beautiful blue eyes and hair as dark as his soul. Fredrick. My Fredrick. My soulmate, my bossy man, the love of my life, licking my blood off a knife that he used to stab me in the heart. My chest tightened as the winter wind slapped across my body, but yet I felt nothing. My blonde hair cascaded around my shoulders and hid behind my back, leaving the wind to nip at my face. I did not move, I did not breathe. I was simply nothing. I kept picturing his smile. The blood running down his plump lips and dripping off his chin. He was a God to me. Something most women can't even imagine. His chest hovered over my 5'5 frame and his hands, although rough from work, felt like velvet on my skin. He owned my body, my mind, and my heart yet, he killed me. I ran my brittle finger up my arm and rested it over my heart as If it were beating; I was sure it would break once more. Why is it not beating? How can one who is dead climb out of their tomb on a dark winter night and contemplate life without the devil guiding their every move? My mind wandered for hours as I stood in that same spot. Perhaps I was in shock, or perhaps I wanted to die again. Eventually, the sun came up, melted off the snow and it burned my skin. If I could cry, I would have. Horrible blisters painted my body and even as I ran, the wind did nothing as I reached the house just outside the graveyard, and I smashed through the window just to stop myself from burning. Where the strength came from, I never knew, Or I don't understand. I sat on the kitchen floor in a stranger's home and screamed. Screamed for the confusion, for the pain, for Fredrick. As I calmed down from my manic behavior, I noticed the blisters slowly fading and also a noise stirring from upstairs. A man came into view, and suddenly, now I could remember what fear felt like. This man, with long brown hair and long nails. I was still in shock; I sat there calmly and watched him. His eyes held no emotion as he walked towards me and just as I wanted to back away, he grabbed a fist full of my hair and brought a cup to my mouth. He gave me something to drink, not bitter nor sweet. Wha..... what is that? "An elixir" Ha! Ha!! Saving you so that you wouldn't go back to the hole you came from. Before I knew it, my head was being pulled back, and my body collided with the wall. The man stood up and smiled down at me. "Get up, princess; we have been waiting for you for a very long time". I was confused, I slowly sat up. Numbness flooded my body and I realized that I must be in hell. I had drank an unknown elixir. The stranger did not let me ponder long before he yanked my arm up and pulled me upstairs. I arrived in a room that had no windows and had a bed on the floor. It was empty, however; four men and a woman were in it. All of them were just as emotionless as that man. "Who are you"? I managed to croak out after a miserable long minutes of silence. "Who we do not matter; what we can do for you is the important part," the woman spoke first. The air in the room seemed to get thicker; if my body could still breathe, it would have been damaging. I sat there talking to the strangers and it occurred to me that no matter what they say, I am in hell. There is no other explanation for the series of unfortunate events that have forced themselves upon my body in the last few hours. "Where is Fredrick"? The sentence left my mouth before I realized his face filled my mind, and suddenly, he was all that made sense. I needed to find him. I needed to get answers. I needed to be taken away from this nightmare. One man laughed, and cold chills ran down my spine. "Ha! Ha!! Just the reason you're here, he hissed. The woman took my arm and sat down next to me on the bed. "Fredrick murdered you 120 years ago at the request of his father to become the Mafia boss. He is no longer a Mafia boss but a king. What! How could This be? He has turned his mansion into a palace. Time has passed, and his mansion does not exist in modern times, but he is still very much king of undead. We have brought you back to kill him and set our people free. You are the last known person that he loved. What he is, we don't know but we called him the reincarnation of the devil. He is a Monster. Th...then what are you? Ha! Ha!! We are a Witches and You, Molly, are a walking dead.My brain stopped processing hours ago. My heart, although already dead, had not taken all of my emotions with it. The world is cruel. This is a cruel joke. It's an unfair, cold-hearted joke.My Fredrick.He is the devil, the King of the Walking Dead, and they want me to kill him.I kept repeating this for 48 hours. I was stuck in an attic in an abandoned house, held captive by people God intended for me to never meet.I drank an Elixir that looked like blood from a glass, and after, I lay back on the bed and let my thoughts take me away.A few days went by and the people finally came back.They all entered the room and the women sat down beside me."You must seek revenge for his betrayal," she whispered.I looked at her appearance. Long Black hair, long nails, torn clothes, and dark eyes, although lifeless eyes.She was cold and smelled evil. But in a way, I felt like she was a mirror image of how I felt at this moment. How I felt the last few days. I don't know what to do, I
I made a mental note of the dead bodies that surrounded the premises as I was taken inside the palace.There must have been a mistake, Fredrick would never live like this. He was a strong, cold man at times but he was a good person. A person of passion; so I kept telling myself.I was taken into the throne room.It was a massive hall draped in red curtains and dazzling black marble floors. It was beautiful. I only hoped it wouldn't be the place where my life would be taken yet again by the man whom I loved so dearly.Just as that thought came to mind, I saw him, he was sitting on the throne in front of the hall. He wore a black button-down silky shirt with pants just as dark, his hair had gotten longer, and his lips were fuller. His eyes, however, were not foreign. I had looked into those eyes so many times, I had all the little blue specs memorized. He was handsome but cold and power radiated from him so deeply that it sent a shiver across my spine. I wanted to know the man
My throat and eyes burned as I awoke from slumber. Hungry!I'm hungry!!The Fuck was too much for me.I had not eaten or drunk anything since I came to this place. At some point during Fredrick's "ceremony," I had blacked out, Perhaps from the pain, the embarrassment, or the shock.In all honestly I believe it to be a combination of all three.I knew I was in Frederick's castle; his scent swelled through my nose. I look at my surroundings. The bed I was on was soft, covered in silk sheets; the room had no windows, but even in the dark, I could tell it was beautiful."Molly", a dark voice called my name.I knew that voice, his blue eyes looked into mine. My body tensed, turning towards him."Fredrick", I whispered. The cruel man sat feet away from me, his gaze burning my body. I moved back as he started moving towards me, his hand wrapped around my ankle grabbing me onto my back. He painfully separates my legs, exposing my pussy to him.His finger ran up my pussy hole as he spok
Emilia came in quickly after and escorted me back to the room where I was previously held in.We didn't talk about what happened, but I knew She felt bad for me by the looks she gave me, and she quickly said goodbye, locking me in the room again.I was halfway asleep when I heard the door crack open and footsteps heading towards my bed. I pretended to be sleeping- even though I knew it wouldn't make the monster go away.A hand stroked my hair and I automatically knew who it was. The bed dipped down as he climbed on top of me and I opened my eyes to meet his blue eyes.I could hardly see due to the darkness, but I had memorized every inch of his face. I didn't need light to."Freddy", I whispered. I prayed to God that this was all a nightmare and that maybe he'd come to explain now."Shhhh", he silenced me as his lips landed on mine, kissing me.They were gentle- the complete opposite of how he's treated me since I've woken up. I laid still, not knowing how to react, his lips skim
The Dinner I could feel my hair sticking to the back of my neck, the sweat dripping from my body. It's funny actually, my senses seemed to be in overdrive. I was hyper-aware of the fact that my body was tired, and my limbs were sore from being wrapped around Fredrick for so long. I was vaguely aware that I was shaking as I looked into his eyes once again. "W-What"? I yell, my voice sounding foreign even to my ears. Slowly, a sickening smile engulfed his handsome face. I watched in horror as he laughed; he removed his hand from my ass and clamped onto the back of my neck, squeezing with a force that I began to wonder if he would just snap it suddenly. "Shh, little one, no need for questions now- we will be late to your party", he hissed, slamming his mouth against mine. Our teeth clashed, and I felt my jaw ache. I tried to pull away, but he only pressed harder; finally, after some painful seconds, he let go. Tears rolled down from my eyes as he examined my fa
A gasp flew from my mouth as my pussy was on display for the entire people on the table to see.Shame consumed me. I looked at Fredrick, who still addressed the people as if nothing had even happened. "That is a good point, Ezekiel. What does everyone think?" he asked. I felt tense when Fredrick's finger found my clit and slowly started to caress it. Horror was written on my face when I looked at everyone. However, no one looks at me in the eye.They all sat there looking at Fredrick like nothing was even happening.My breath started to pick up when my clit became wet, and I was embarrassed; Fredrick had the power to make me cum.When his finger penetrated me I did my best to close my eyes and pretend like this wasn't happening. I prayed to a God, I prayed to the universe. I prayed to whoever has the power to save me, please let me wake up from this nightmare.The sounds of suggestions and my slick pussy sound around the room. Fredrick worked me like a fiddle, knowing exactly
Yes sir" the young man smiled, taking a step towards me as his hand went for his belt. The guy had just brought his cock out when Fredrick's ripped his head from his body.I screamed at his sudden action, and blood splashed on my face. My eyes widened with horror as I saw the poor guard's body fall to the ground.Fredrick grabbed his hair and pulled his head back-stuffing his cock into his mouth. I held back my vomit." You wanna fuck her, first suck your cock, you bastard," he growls."I don't share my toys", Fredrick hissed before he snapped the man's neck all together. I stood there in shock. Guilty swam through my body.Fredrick's eyes locked into mine and I attempted to run but it was too late. He spun me around and jerked me against his body, his hand wrapped around my neck tightly.He squeezed my neck, and I knew that I couldn't breathe, but if I were to breathe, he would have choked me to death again."Is this what you planned, bitch"? He mocked. I couldn't respond beca
" Mo ", a sweet voice called out to me. I got up as I saw Paloma walking across the courtyard in my direction. I had not spoken with her since the horrific dinner last time. I hadn't spoken to anyone since, actually."Hello", my voice came out as whispered.Paloma stopped a few feet away from me and watched as I stood up to greet her. After gazing at my features silently for a moment before she pulled me for a hug."Oh, Mo," she whispered, "I have missed you so much she said with a sad expression". You died many years ago; how come you came back?My arms slowly wrapped around the small woman before me, and a lump formed in my throat.This situation was almost too much to cope with. Emotion tore in my heart."It is nice to see you, my friend," I said, looking at her beautiful face. The corners of her lips lifted as she took my hand."Let's go inside- I wish to speak with you privately". She said.Paloma sat in the chair across me as she lifted a cup, filled with a dark elixir to
IRIS POV I woke up to my phone vibrating; It was Royce. I pick up my phone, wondering what he wants."Good morning Princess, what did you tell Mom?" he asked."I told her you were getting back with Jasmine and that I met a boy named Dimitri." "Fuck! That means Jasmine's going to have to be around." He replied."It doesn't matter, we still have each other.""Well, luckily, my dad's packing up now; I'll see you soon," he said.At least the plan worked, I make my way downstairs. "Hey, Mom, why so happy?"" Jackson's on his way here!" Mom said. "Oh, good," I said even though I already knew.I sit on the couch, waiting for Royce to come through the door; I can't wait to see him. Time flies fast; I hear the door open. "Hey, Nora," Dad said as he kissed mom. "Hi babe, Hi Royce." Mom said."Hey." Royce walks up to his room with a bag in his
JASMINE POV I can't stop crying, how could Royce do this to me? We've been together for as long as I can remember, he chose that bitch over me? As I lay in my bed I realize something, I have a picture of Royce and that bitch kissing at the party. I could send it to his Dad, and then Royce will be mine again. I grabbed my phone and looked for his Dad's contact, and I found it. "Hello Mr. Jackson, This is Jasmine. The other day, I was at a party, and I saw Royce and Iris kissing. He brought me a surprise, so I took a picture." "That can't be right, let me see this picture." his dad said. I send the picture over. "See?" "Oh gosh, well thank you for telling me. I'll talk to him," he said. Perfect! They'll be broken up in no time, and I'll be able to have my boyfriend back...
IRIS POV "Who is she?" "Tell me, Royce," I asked hitting him. "I'm Jasmine, his girlfriend, and why are you kissing my boyfriend, you slut" she said, pushing me off of him. "Get your hands off me, you bitch!" I slap her off me. "Royce, Where did you find this white trash?" as she gives me a dirty look. I push her to the ground with raging anger. White trash? Who the fuck does she think she is? I hold her down on the ground and punch her right across the face while she scratches my cheek. " Iris, get off her!" Royce said as he pulled me over. "Are you fucking kidding me?" "You told me you broke up with her?" as I feel tears welling up in my eyes. "We never broke up?" Jasmine
IRIS POV I wake up to the sound of my phone vibrating. Oh shit, it's Mom. "Iris, where the fuck are you?""Are you with Royce????" Yes, Mom!Come home quickly!"Royce wake up". "Hey, good morning, Sexy.""Royce, we have to go; Mom knows I'm not in my bed.""Oh shit, let's go. Hurry." We ran to the road, as we hail a cab home."What am I going to tell her?""Just say we went out to buy breakfast; on our way, we buy McDonald's." "Okay." as I send Mom a message. Royce and I went to get the food and make our way home. As the driver pulled into the driveway, I saw Mom standing outside waiting for us; as I walked to her, she seemed pissed."Good morning, Mom; we got you breakfast to make up for what happened yesterday," I said as I handed her the bag."Thank you, I thought you guys snuck out." She said relieved. "What?
IRIS POV I wake up cuddled to Royce, he's so cute. I jump in despair, our parents! "Royce, wake up." I continued shaking him. "Wake up!" "How long were we sleeping princess?" as he lightly kisses my forehead. "Royce, our parents!" "Stop whining I bet they aren't even here," he said as he got up. We both rush downstairs hoping they are not at the dining table, Fuck. As I slowly walk to the dining table staring at my mom, she looks upset. "So you guys took a nap huh?" She said lightly rolling her eyes. "Yeah, I was helping Royce with some work and we fell asleep." "Work, okay." Mom stares into my eyes. She got up and served dinner; the silence was so loud. I feel nervous, wondering what Mom saw that made her so mad. Dad clears his throat. "How's Jasm
IRIS POV Before we reached home, It was already 6 pm. I rushed to my room, still thinking about what had happened; I decided to shower since I felt stickiness between my thighs. So I went to bathe, letting the hot water melt into my skin as I felt so relaxed after some time I came out of the shower, dried my hair, and put on my clothes Now I feel much more relaxed than before and jump in my bed as I was exhausted. After some minutes I slept off. ***************************************** I woke up around 11, still exhausted. I got out of bed, brushed my teeth, and made my way downstairs, hoping to see Mom. Hum, Royce is sitting in the living room. "Look who finally woke up," Royce said with a grin. "It's only 11," I said as I sat far away from him. "Iris, there is some food in the fridge; I have to g
IRIS POV I wake up to the sound of Royce's beautiful voice. "Good morning, sexy" as he lightly places his hand on my stomach. "Morning." I let out a little moan. Suddenly I jump out of bed. "Oh My God Royce, you shouldn't be in here. Our parents could come at any moment." "Relax," he said as he got up, grabbed his clothes off the floor, and made his way out. I walk to the bathroom brush my teeth, bathe, and rush downstairs for breakfast. "Good Morning Kids." Mom said. "Morning Mom." " Morning Mom" "You okay, Iris? You just stormed off at dinner last night!" "Oh..I... I'm... fine" I stutter. "I was wondering if you guys wanted to go to this pool party my friend is hosting," Mom said with a smile on her face. "Sure, I'll be happy to go." "Fine," Royce said.
IRIS POV I woke up to the smell of bacon. Yummy! I jump out of bed and rush down the stairs to eat; as I make my way downstairs, I see Royce eating with Dad at the dining table. "Good morning, where's Mom? "She went to run some errands," Dad said. "I made breakfast though!" as he brought a plate for me. "Thank you, Dad," as I sit down to eat. "Dad, can I borrow your car?" Royce asked. "For what?" Dad said. "I'm going to see Jasmine today," Royce said. "Oh sure, tell her Hi for me" "Who's Jasmine?" "Royce's girlfriend, they've been dating for years, I'm hoping they get married!" Dad said as he chuckled. "Dad, stop," Royce said as he stared at me. He's seeing his girlfriend today, after all, he hasn't seen her for the past few days. I rushed to finish my brea
IRIS POV I woke up because of the sound of a pan falling on the floor; my mom Is clumsy, so I don't think much about It.I run downstairs to see Royce in the kitchen. "Cooking breakfast!?""Not for you," he said as he turned around. He wore gray sweatpants and a black shirt, fuck, so hot."Where is Mom and Dad?" "Who knows," he said."You know you look so hot in that underwear; last night, I couldn't stop thinking about you," he adds.I bite my lip. "Oh yeah," I said as I moved closer to him, showing him my underwear."Stop it," he said as he let out a light moan. "I know you like it." "Get off me," he said as he walked over to the dining room.I scoff!Yesterday he couldn't get his hands off me and now he's pushing me away?"What's wrong? You seemed into me yesterday.""Into you? I have a girlfriend, for God's sake