I looked over toward Mary, who just stared at my brother in the true form she was in awe of him. I smiled at her and made my way to her, her belly still swollen with babe. ‘May I?’ I asked Mary gesturing to touch her belly. She smiled, shyly, and nodded. I placed my hand on her stomach. My niece kicked at my touch. I smiled, my hand started to glow very brightly my connection to my niece was strong. We would have been close. I’m sure of it. She knew I loved her very much. I looked at Mary and said to her, ‘she’s ready and eager to meet us.’ My brother and Michael flanked me on both sides. Each placing a hand on Mary’s very swollen belly. ‘Come daughter.’ My twin beckoned to his daughter. Michael’s hand brushed mine. I looked at him and smiled a sad smile. I pushed my thoughts into his head.'I'll never watch her grow, never be able to teach her how to harness her full potential, never be able to feel her warmth again. Why is this hard already, Michael? Why does it hurt to say goodby
Seria didn’t cry, she cooed in her mother’s arms. Wrapped in a blanket of magick that kept her warm or cold depending on what she wanted. She had her father’s eyes gold, small chestnut curls graced her head. Her skin a beautiful caramel color with a golden glow. She was absolutely perfect. I looked at my twin, I could feel the love and joy radiate from him. I looked at Michael, he nodded my way it was time for them to go home. I got to meet my perfect baby niece. Mary looked at me and mouthed ‘thank you’ I smiled back at her and said: “ don’t thank me yet.” I spoke to my twin. ‘Jesus,’ ‘ I know it’s time, sister. We’ll be watching you. But before I leave you, I have a gift to bestow on you too. I give you the gift of death and rebirth. When you die, all your human guardians will die with you and be reborn with you. Your angels and fallen will reawaken you on your sixteenth year of life.’ Looking confused at my twin, ‘why would you gift me with death, I am a god I cannot die!’ ‘Sister
I turned to Michael, “ We should rest here, I’m tired Michael I used the last of ……” My vision was going in and out. My knees buckled, and I collapsed. There was no hard impact I knew Michael had caught me. I drifted into unconsciousness. I awoke to find that my wings had cocooned around me. I stretched my wings. They expanded from one end of the cave to the other. I opened my eyes to see the sun was setting and Michaels silhouette at the entrance of the cave. “How long was I asleep for?” “ You’ve been asleep for a fortnight. The amount of power you used took a toll on us both.” “ I knew we were connected, although I didn’t know to the extent of our bond. I will be more careful when I use my power to not drain you too. I couldn’t separate them, Michael. It was worth it. It seems like this new soul is going to be a curse. Emotions over-road my logic to save my energy and power. ” “ Yes it seems it has Little Goddess. So what do we do now?” “ I guess there’s not much we can do now tha
Laying in my bed, my eyes felt heavy from our day of training, searching for my other guardians. Every limb felt heavy and sore. My shoulders are on fire from pushing myself too hard. My wings didn’t feel as heavy anymore. I was getting used to them now. Still, I wish I could just blink like I used to. But apparently, that’s a power I get back after I find my generals or at least my lieutenant generals. This was harder than I thought it was going to be. If it weren’t for Michael teaching me how to control and use what little power I had, I’d be lost. I felt fragile, weak, I felt very much human. My senses dulled by the lack of power flowing through me. I’m still stronger than 100 men. But as far as gods go, I was a newborn babe. Ughhhhhhhh why can’t I just fall to sleep? Where was Michael? I’d become dependent on Michael, he is my calm. I feel safer when he’s around he puts my fried nerves at ease. I started to finally drift off to sleep my thoughts going mute. That’s when I felt i
I hit the ground with a hard thud. My head bounced off the ground. The wood floors beneath me didn’t budge. I had the good sense to put my wings away, or they would’ve been damaged. I tried to get up but couldn’t, the power that brought me here was still weighing me down trapping me to the ground. Again I called for Michael this time out loud screaming his name. I used what power I had to fight back the power again. I had managed to get up still fighting the pressure of the power that brought me here. I heard a chuckle I immediately looked to my left and manifested my sword. No one was there, I heard the laugh again this time behind me I turn quickly back no one there. Feeling like I was being weighed down. My eyes have now adjusted to the dark. I was in a bedroom. A huge bedroom. I study the room the four-post bed was the only thing I could see. Distracted my reaction too late to the presence behind me. Whoever it is isn’t human, no human could move that fast. I sniffed the air.
I came to and tried to open my eyes only to see nothing but darkness. The bastard had put a blindfold on me. I tried to sit up but was stopped short. My neck was chained down as were my arms and legs. Ok, this couldn’t get any worse. I heard the door open. With it, a cool breeze caressed my bare skin. Ok, it got worse I was naked. Don’t panic, don’t panic. Michael will find you. I was beyond exhausted and weak I couldn’t muster any of my power let alone fight hand to hand. Shit why now, why was this happening to me where was Michael he should have found me now. Unless the place was warded. But who could be strong enough to ward this place? CRACK! Was all I heard. I drew in a sharp breath. This asshole was whipping me? I felt the stinging, burning pain on my lower right leg. I knew the skin there was peeled clean off. I wanted to cry out but wouldn’t give this asshole the satisfaction. Crack, crack, crack the whip moved up my right leg. I still refused him to gift him with my screams
Ewe gross what was he doing. Still trying not to panic and calm my mind. There wasn’t anything I could do chained down. He shifted his body to position himself between my legs. I could sense him hovering over me. His hands moved up the body, he followed the curves of my body up towards my breast. He grabbed them, kneading them roughly. He started twisted them in the most painful way. He bent down and put my nipple in his mouth. He toyed with it using his tongue to flick it. I almost moaned against my will stupid body for responding to his touch. He chuckled at my response he decided that pain looked better on me, he bit my nipple. I arched my back in pain, trying to throw him off me but couldn’t lift his heavyweight. He raked his claws down my breast to my navel. There he dug his nails in deeper. I could feel rivulets of blood fall down my sides. He licked at the blood on my stomach. He bit me and started sucking my blood into his mouth, taking in big mouthfuls. I could feel his fan
I refused to kiss him back. I tried to move my head away from his, he slapped me still no sound came from me. He shifted his body, so his dick was in position with my entrance. He shoved it hard between my legs into my sensitive folds. He was huge and didn’t give me time to adjust to him. He just started fucking me hard I could feel the burning sensation in my folds. He shoved himself up in me balls deep he hit my cervix again and again like he was trying to rip through. The pain was excruciating. His hands-on my hips as he pulled me harder against him, so he had more leverage to pull himself in deeper. He was ripping me in two. He slapped me again and again, I could feel the bruises forming. I then felt his grip on my hair. He came. Smack he slapped me again. I acted like he knocked me out again and went limp. He pulled out and grabbed my face and kissed me. He shoved his tongue in my mouth. He nipped at my lower lip. He unchained my arms and legs but left my neck still chained to
Oliva’s point of viewRayne and the duke seemed to be very familiar with one another. The duke was too familiar with Miss. Rayne. He always found a way to touch her, whether it be her hand, touching her tresses, her face when he decided to be so bold as to run his thumb along her bottom plump lip. “M’lord that is inappropriate touching right, there save that till after ye two are married.” The duke turned his face to glare at me. I stared at the man right back into his eyes and refused to look away. The corner of his mouth twitched up into a smirk, he opened his mouth slightly and ran his tongue over his unusually long tooth ensuring that saw it, before turning his attention back onto Miss. Rayne. I do not trust this man and I will be keepin me eye on this devil. “Miss. Rayne, it's time to retire to your room, miss.” “Nurse, I haven't finished my meal, I’m having a very stimulating conversation with the duke.” “Now miss you have all day tomorrow to talk with the duke.” “Oliva,” S
A scream escaped my mothers mouth as she witnessed the events as they unfolded, followed by the thud of Godric's body hitting the floor. “ I’m sorry you had to bare witness to that, I protect what is mine.” Sam stated looking at both my mother and my father. My father jumped out of his chair and turned towards me, grabbing me roughly by my arm, “This is due to you, speaking out of turn…” Sam grabbed my father’s hand forcing him to remove his hand from my arm. “Like I said I have no issue with right now, but do not take you being her father mean I will not do the same to you as I just did to the piece of shit laying on your floor if you lay another finger on her.” The look on my father’s face was pure outrage. “The contract is signed and she is mine rightfully and as stated in the binding contract I will stay here until we are married so your daughter would have the chance to know me. But I can clearly see that I now have a stronger conviction to stay and ensure her safety from the lik
My father paid no attention to the rake of man standing next to him. A servant announces that dinner was ready. “We should be seated, please follow me please.” My mother says, Marquess Browne offers his arm to me and I reluctantly take it as we begin to follow my parents to the dining hall. “You look lovely tonight my dear,” he says to me. I feign shyness, “thank you my lord, your compliment is most gracious.” “My lord” the butler addressed my father, “Duke Angelo has arrived and has requested to speak with you on an urgent matter.” My mother looks at my father quizzingly, he drops my mothers arm leaving us with the marquee. “Shall we?” my mother says, gesturing her hand towards the dining hall. Marquess Browne offers my mother his other arm, escorting us. Upon reaching the dining table the marquee pulls out my mothers chair to the left of the chair at the head of the table. As the marquee comes around to the other side of the table where he and I sit. I hear the laughter of my fat
“I see you have been rolling around in the grass again Rayne.” My mother sucked in her teeth and gave a scathing look to my nurse. “Ma’am I apologize, miss wanted to pick some of the more difficult herbs and tripped on her skirts…” My nurse tried to explain before my mother cut her off, “I don’t care what excuses you have for being late and she is supposed to be ready already. You know what today means if the marquess is fancied enough a marriage offer will be extended, which means a higher station for us.Put on her best dress and make haste.” My mother ordered both me and my nurse. “Not to worry, miss, many men fancy you. From what I hear from the servants that accompany your mother on her errands, your father has turned down many requests for your hand in marriage now that you're of age.” My nurse said to try to lift my spirits. I smile tightly back at her and nod my head. “The marquess miss you should be lucky to have him calling on you. He is not bad looking and very athletic too
With her hands on her lips she gives me a look that says she doesn;t believe me. “Off with ya, your father and mother are expecting visitors this eve for dinner. You miss need to get ready for it.” I stand up and dust the dirt from my skirts and comb my fingers through my hair picking out the grass that was caught in it. “Do you know who is coming?” She softens her face and looks at me sympathetically, “Aye miss I do, when we arrive at the manor you are to get changed in one of your finer dresses. Your father has arranged a suitor for ye the Marquess.” She says with pride. “Now let's be off.” She reaches for my hand and drags in the direction of the manor. I look behind me towards the tree line where Sam went, a stray tear escapes my eye. I yank my hand from my nurse's grasp,and turn back around “what do you think your doing miss?” She all but yells at me. “I forgot my basket, let me grab it.” I slowly make my way back to my basket. When a pebble hits my hand ouch I rub my hand and l
I sit once again in silence, I begin to hear a hum in the distance. I look up and stare straight ahead as a faint light no bigger than pin prick, which quickly began to multiply in every direction. Until the once dark prison was full of bright light that quickly surrounded me. It was all the power I had released being reabsorbed into my body. My flesh glowing and warmth invaded my soul. I could now feel the missing pieces of soul reuniting feeling whole again. Before I could relish in feeling one again, I felt an odd sensation in my center like a hot poker burning me from the inside out. I scream and claw at my middle; the pain only intensifies. The burning spreads to every limb until I’m consumed in heavenly fire. “Rayne,” I hear my nurse calling for me. “Where have you run off to?” I quickly gathered my basket full of herbs I was collecting. “Sam,” I whispered frantically. Sam’s head pops up amongst the tall grass, grinning at me. I run to him “ I must be off, she can't catch us to
“Michael…Michael where are you? Where am I? What is this place?” I slowly get up off the hard ground. I waver as I gather my footing. The ground beneath my feet is smooth and cold. I turn in a full circle and see nothing but darkness. “Mother, Father?” I scream into the endless void. My pleas go unanswered, I’m here alone. Where are my guardians? Have my parents really created a prison to hold me? This isn’t right. I'm supposed to be reborn. Why am I here? What have I done to warrant this punishment from my parents? No I refuse their prisoner I gather my power and release it in an explosion looking for weak points to try and escape. “You will not hold me here!!!” I scream at the top of my lungs to my parents to anyone or thing that would listen. I send another blast of power stronger than the last, nothing happens. It's like this hell, limbo, prison absorbs every last drop of my power. My knees buckle, no this can’t be happening. I bang my fist against the ground and it splinters und
He was very tall, broad shoulders, sun kissed bronze skin. He has a warriors build, long wavy chestnut hair. He looked up at me and winked mischievous emerald green eyes fanned my thick dark eyelashes met mine. Thick eyebrows with a perfect arch, strong square jaw and lush lips that screamed kiss me. I Screamed “Michael!!” I abandoned Lucifer and ran towards Michael. As I got closer to him my life force sought his. When they finally met a gold flame lite up the entire church. I continued to run into his open arms. When I finally reached him he wrapped his arms tightly around me. Kissing my forehead. Looking up at him tears blurred my vision. It was him it was really him, he smelled of spice and lemon. With both hands he grabbed my face and kissed my with all the passion he could. He lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist. And I did so happily “I love you Little Goddess.” He kissed me again and within that moment Cammy had somehow gotten my arrow. She used it to stab Mic
I closed my eyes, focused on the power radiating from him. I forced him to appear before me kneeling, his down. “Look at me Luc.” When he didn't I forced him to. I deep scar ran down his eyebrow and into his lip. “Luci I should finish you off here and now.” “So why don't you?” “You know why. And it’s not because I love you.” He laughed in my face, “Michael is weak, he let his feelings for me cloud his judgement and your doing the same.” He spat at my feet “and you call me weak and pathetic?” I backhanded him and he hit the floor. “Touch my father again and he dies.” I quickly turned around and there was Cammy and a man held at knife point. Holding Lucifer in place I looked back at him. “Your daughter? Are you serious?” “What I don't look like the fatherly type to you? I placed her in your path, and like the sap you are; you can't deny an innocent child’s request. It was too easy to manipulate that weak heart of yours. You actually sent her off to live and be raised by your brother