“What’s in your mind, my darling student? I don’t believe it... Am I dreaming? You’re in my hands once more… Oh, Linda… My dear Linda…” Gary looked down at me, pressing his cheek against mine, looking at me like a man who was obsessed.Even in this situation, all I could think about was Dicken. I was no different from a poor lemming on the edge of a cliff.Suddenly, I heard some noises as killing intent surged out in my direction. Before Gary could turn to look, a pair of pale hands seized him by the back of his head, the fingers almost poking into his eyes. The veins of the hands flashed with a dangerous blue light as if conducting electricity, making the pale skin appear even more translucent. There was indeed the buzzing of electric currents, passing from Dicken’s hand, which was in contact with Gary’s body.I watched in shock as Gary wildly spasmed as if electrified, and he soon turned limp. Dicken held him up from the back, turning Gary towards himself as he leveled that unfa
Dicken watched me, his eyes churning with an unreadable emotion. “No, I didn’t know that you would come to me.”“Well, that was some quick reaction you had.” I blurted out mockingly for some reason.“Linda, it’s the truth,” Dicken said quietly beside my ear. My reaction seemed to upset him, and he slowly approached me with a frown before he caught my arms with his ice-cool hands, holding me tightly at the crook of his arm. I clenched my fist and tried my best to shake him off, but his arm restrained my waist. He used his innate godlike strength to keep me pinned to his chest, holding the back of my head with one hand to lift my face, leaning in to kiss me directly.“Mmph…”'Damn you, Dicken!'I resisted his sudden offensive grumpily, and raised my knee to hit him in the belly. However, he caught my legs and simply picked me off the floor to press himself against me. I lost my balance in the process and had to lean against the wall, while he held up my backside, his crotch thrust
I was really angry. Struggling by instinct, I shoved my back against his chest, and stomped my foot on his human ones with no hesitation. However, even if I wanted to force him to free me, my strength was insignificant against the frightening power of the Dark Scale King—in fact, the harder I struggled, the tougher his hold over me became. One might even say that his strength was boundless, and I couldn’t win against him even if I had his bloodline.He then reached underneath my clothes, and it was soon disheveled as he groped my chest without a care until I became erect, before reaching impatiently below. My whole body went limp in response, and I started to moan.He was trying to keep me by using my physical dependence on him, but I could swear that I was utterly disinterested in his teasing—hell, it was making me even more pissed. As he silently tried to part my legs with his legs and began to tear at my pants, my rage hit boiling point, and I huffed, “You bastard! Pervert! Don’t
I must admit that Dicken’s possessiveness and beastly ferocity scared me. I had no doubt that he would take me right here, and even if the tenderness he showed later on emboldened me considerably, I once against remember the terror I used to feel around him.My head felt as if it was swelling as I stopped Dicken from tearing at my clothes, but he simply picked me off the floor and pinned me down, just before he leaned in to shower me with wild kisses. He did not give a damn that there was someone else in this cabin, for his libido was like a surging tide that can’t be stopped.My whole body was shaking, uncertain if I was frightened or enraged towards him. All I knew was that my limbs had gone soft and I was denied any strength to restrain him, allowing him to strip me naked while he assaulted me between the legs with his lips. However, I then seemed to hear the sound of bones cracking in disjointment, and I saw Dicken’s neck twist in a way that was humanly impossible. At that very
Dicken’s eyes returned to how they were, but the pungent scent of blood lingered on his palm. He stroked my cheek tenderly, carefully touching my skin as if everything that had happened an instant ago was a figment of my imagination. It was the blood that reminded me it was all reality—including the fact that he had almost forced himself on me.I glanced at the shades that had fallen on the floor and picked them up before straightening my clothes. After a glance at Dicken, I swiftly opened the cabin door and ran out there, sneaking into the banquet hall on the first floor. Soon, I saw Dicken entering in his new appearance without anyone sensing his presence, and making a beeline towards me.I kept hiding here and there at the banquet. It was fortunate that everyone else had had too much to drink and didn’t notice me at all, and I eventually hid in the ladies’ room. But even as I locked the door, it was opened soon enough as Dicken followed me inside. I kicked open the window, benea
If possible, I wanted to pry open Dicken’s head and take samples of his brain cells, and properly examine the structure of his brain beneath a microscope. It just might help me understand his complex train of thought and understand how he thinks.“Stay away from me,” Dicken repeated with emphasis.“No, I won’t!” I blurted in frustration, clenching on his collar even tighter now. “I don’t mind leaving, but you have to tell me what’s wrong with you! Your eyes… and that terrible mutation—what is causing that?!”“I’m very dangerous, Linda.” He suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me from his body, watching me with a sinister look while his voice boomed like a thunderclap. “I’m going to become even more dangerous.”A lightning bolt flashed outside as if in agreement, and the white flash illuminated half of his glowering face through the window, making him appear even more fearsome and horrifying.I felt my breath pause for an instant, but soon inhaled deeply and snapped, “You had alway
By the time I came to my senses and tried to help Dicken, he breathed a horrific roar. “Get off this boat right now, Linda! It wants you more than I do…”“Who’s in there? What happened?”Someone knocked on the door to the ladies’ just before it was swung open, and a drunken sailor wobbled inside. I didn't even have the time to see his face when screams and the crunching sounds of a body being torn apart filled the room—by the time I looked at him again, Dicken had already darted past me in a flash, kicking up a small breeze in his wake as he jumped into the ocean. I wiped the blood that splattered over my face by instinct and stumbled two steps, almost tripping over a certain object. I looked down to see that it was a puddle of flesh which may have been the person’s chest or his abdomen. There was no way I could identify it, nor was I willing to—I simply leaned against the wall as my legs shook uncontrollably, while a loud hum rang beside my ears and left me dazed, almost making me
Dicken’s long, narrow eyes were half-shut, the blue pupils beneath murky. He was drifting between consciousness and unconsciousness, and his breathing was choppy like a candle in the wind that might go out at any moment. “Dicken.” I touched his cheek worriedly and called out to him twice, but he did not react at all, while his breathing was getting weaker.Immense terror gripped my heart right then and almost suffocated me, but I calmed down at the thought that Dicken could only count on me now, and that there was no one else who could save him.I took a deep breath to calm myself, and dropped to a crouch, putting my ear against his chest to listen to his heartbeat. It was getting weaker and too slow, and my heart sank.I had learnt emergency resuscitation for humans, but had no idea if it worked for merfolk. Still, it was worth a try judging from the upper half of their bodies, and it wasn’t like I had any other choice.I kept Dicken’s body and head level, and pressed his chest