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A Slap in the Face

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Julia

Tears well in my eyes, threatening to spill over. But I know that if I start crying, I wonโ€™t be able to stop.

โ€œGet a fucking grip,โ€ I mutter to myself.

Iโ€™m lying on the couch in the living room, attempting to watch my favorite reality TV show. After I confronted Jake earlier, I havenโ€™t been able to focus. Racing thoughts flutter through my brain like paper in the wind. Iโ€™d optimistically heated up a frozen dinner, but Iโ€™d only been able to pick at it before my nausea had overpowered my desire to eat. Now the meal sits, cold and congealed, on the coffee table, all but forgotten.

I know I could call Nina for support, but I donโ€™t want to go there until I have all of the facts. And the truth is, I donโ€™t really have many of those at all right now.

Yes, Jakeโ€™s reaction to my questions all but confirmed my suspicions that heโ€™s nothing more than a cheating bastard. I have no doubt that heโ€™s up to his old tricks, but this time, Iโ€™m not going to let him off so easily. I need cold, hard pr
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  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Repercussions

    JakeOh God, what have I done?Panic and desperation crash over me in unrelenting tidal waves, dragging me under until Iโ€™m drowning in them. Iโ€™m sitting on the bed in the guest room, holding my head in my hands and rocking back and forth.I donโ€™t know how long Iโ€™ve been here. Hours, probably. At some point, Iโ€™d stumbled down to the kitchen to grab a bottle of whiskey. It sits on the floor by my feet, the amber liquid significantly drained.The alcohol hadnโ€™t helped. Iโ€™m unable to numb the tumult that roils inside of me.I hit my wife.She deserved it.The cold, foreign voice slithers through my mind, and I groan, trying to drown it out.Iโ€™ve done a lot of questionable things over the years, some more legal than others. And maybe, just maybe, Iโ€™d said things to intentionally hurt Julia in the past, but Iโ€™d never physically harmed her.Until tonight.She was asking for it.โ€œShut up!โ€ I whimper, clawing at my temples. โ€œShut up!โ€I stand and start pacing in the small space between the bed

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2024-11-04
  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Stolen Kiss

    ZekeSomething dreadful happened last night.Iโ€™d been out in the swamp, enjoying the sound of the rain pattering off the soft fronds of the ferns in the underbrush when Iโ€™d noticed Jake stumbling drunkenly to the garage.Even worse, I watched from the shadows as he spoke to that thing as though he was just making another shady business deal. Though I wasnโ€™t able to hear what Amos demanded, I think I have a pretty good idea what it is.Who it is.I watched Jake stagger around the property for a while before he got into his car and drove off. Good riddance, in my opinion.But Iโ€™m concerned for Julia. I donโ€™t trust Jake for a second, and she doesnโ€™t deserve to be used as a pawn in this sick game.And now Iโ€™m lingering at her front door, my hand raised and poised to press the doorbell. For a moment, I donโ€™t think I can go through with it, but then the memory of Jake speaking with Amos flashes through my mind, and I know I have no other option. I have to make sure sheโ€™s all right.Thinking

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2024-11-06
  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย The Man in the Garage

    JuliaI canโ€™t stay here.Jakeโ€™s been gone all day. In fact, I hadnโ€™t even heard him leave in the first place, and God only knows where he went. But Iโ€™m absolutely sure that I donโ€™t want to be here when he gets back.If he comes back.Would that really be so bad, I wonder? Itโ€™s true that I hate it out here at the edge of the festering swamp, locked away in this big empty house with only ghosts for company. But without Jake tying me down, I could go anywhere, do anything.I could even find another man, one who would treat me better than the bastard Iโ€™d married.A fine blush rises in my cheeks as the memory of Zekeโ€™s passion whispers across my lips. Guilt trickles through me in its wake. I canโ€™t believe weโ€™d kissed. As terrible as Jakeโ€™s actions have been, Iโ€™ve never once felt the need to seek out another man.But there is something about Zeke that beckons me, drawing me closer like a lighthouse in the dark. It isnโ€™t just that heโ€™shandsome, or even that heโ€™snice to me. I have the uncanny

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2024-11-13
  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Taking What's His

    JuliaAs a great woman once said, diamonds are a girlโ€™s best friend.I stand in front of the mirror in the trendy boutique in New Orleans, examining the new strand of precious stones adorning my throat. Iโ€™d paid for the mind-blowingly expensive necklace using Jakeโ€™s platinum card, which had given me a small sliver of satisfaction.Heโ€™d called in the early hours of the morning, begging for me to forgive him. At first, Iโ€™d told him that there was no way in hell Iโ€™d let him come crawling back to me, but all the while, my heart ached until the burn was almost unbearable.One chance. Thatโ€™s all Iโ€™ll give him.In the meantime, Iโ€™ll shamelessly spend down his accounts in preparation for the worst.Because it would be terrible if we divorced, wouldnโ€™t it? I think wistfully of the lifestyle Iโ€™ve enjoyed over the last several years, excluding the months spent in solitude on the edge of a fetid swamp. Iโ€™d be losing much more than him if I left.Doubt continues to gnaw at me as I gather my bags a

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2024-11-21
  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Ramblings of a Madwoman

    JuliaTo say Iโ€™m royally confused when I wake up is an understatement.I sit up groggily, blinking back sleep. My thoughts are a jumbled mess, and my body still rings from the ghost of this morningโ€™s encounter. Logically, I know it was a dream. So why did it feel so real?An image of Zeke kneeling beside the bed flashes through my mind, and I canโ€™t help but blush at the intensity that flared in his honeyed eyes. But he couldnโ€™t have been here. Thatโ€™s just silly.โ€œIt was just a dream,โ€ I murmur into the empty bedroom, as if the words could convince my harried thoughts.โ€œWhat was that?โ€ Jakeโ€™s voice calls from the en suite bathroom. It takes me a moment to register the sound of the shower, and then realization hits me like a brick.Jake and I fucked last night.And weโ€™d made love this morning, hadnโ€™t we?It still seemed so hazy. I could have sworn it had been Zekeโ€™s face hovering over me as he moved so reverently inside of me. Things with Jake had never been like that. They were either

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2024-11-23
  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Bond to This Place

    Zekeโ€œIโ€™m a terrible person.โ€Iโ€™m back on the porch with Miss Penny, whoโ€™s regarding me with an unreadable expression. I have no doubt that she knows what happened this morning, the same way sheโ€™s aware of everything that goes on in this house.I donโ€™t need her to tell me that I fucked up. I was supposed to warn Julia about the threat Amos poses, not claim her. Even though sheโ€™d thought it was a dream, I still had no right to trick her like that. I feel so guilty that I can hardly think about anything else.โ€œDo you regret it?โ€ Miss Penny asks suddenly, breaking me from my cocoon of self pity.I shake my head. โ€œIt was amazing,โ€ I admit abashedly. โ€œBut I feel like I took advantage of her. How can I ever fix this?โ€โ€œYou start by doing right by her,โ€ she replies sternly. โ€œYou need to come clean.โ€I hate that sheโ€™s right. It would be far easier to just pretend it never happened, but I owe Julia so much more than that. She deserves to be treated with honesty and respect.She deserves the tr

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2024-11-24
  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Ghost of a Chance

    Juliaโ€œAre you sure about this?โ€Helen flashes me a reassuring smile. โ€œThis isnโ€™t the first time Iโ€™ve gone to see Mama Janvier,โ€ she says.Itโ€™s not lost on me that my neighbor looks like the last person whoโ€™d put any stock into the craft of a Voodoo priestess, but who am I to judge? Helen had promised her friend would know what to do, and itโ€™s not like I have any other options.I peer out the passenger side window of the car as Helen pulls into the driveway of an old stately home. Weโ€™re in the suburbs of New Orleans, a part Iโ€™ve never been before. The houses here are larger and look like they had probably been grand once, but years of harsh weather and lack of upkeep have caught up with many of the buildings.I think about my new house on the edge of the swamp and shudder. Is this what our home will look like soon after years of exposure and neglect?We climb out of the vehicle and into the summer heat. The humidity is a little more bearable now that weโ€™ve put some distance between us

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2024-12-02
  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Telling Her the Truth

    ZekeI canโ€™t bring myself to leave.Even after Miss Pennyโ€™s attempt to comfort me, I canโ€™t seem to find the strength in me to let Julia go. No matter how final her goodbye was, I just canโ€™t abandon her, not when Amosโ€™s sights are still set so squarely upon her.I linger in the hallway until the shadows blossom out into darkness. Nobody living has ventured inside for hours, and with a heavy heart, I start to wonder if Julia really has taken my advice and fled.My aggrieved thoughts drive me toward the living room where I turn on the lights in order to study the photographs of Julia and Jake that line the decorative mantelpiece. She looks happy in some of the earlier ones, but that spark of joy seems to fade in each picture as I move chronologically past the frames.How I wish I could give her more than this life sheโ€™s built with Jake. The cruelty of fate isnโ€™t lost on me as I wonder why weโ€™ve been brought together now, only for us to never truly be together.I donโ€™t know how much time

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2024-12-02

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  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย The House at the Edge of the Swamp

    JuliaItโ€™s hard to believe that a whole year has passed since peace came to the house at the edge of the swamp.I roll over in bed, blinking lazily in the golden sunlight that filters in through the windows. Zeke, already awake beside me, smiles.โ€œGood morning, beautiful.โ€ He greets me in a voice thatโ€™s husky with sleep. He scoots closer to press a kiss to my lips.Itโ€™s chaste at first. But as the grogginess of slumber flows from my veins, the warmth of his body against mine starts to become awfully distracting. A stirring between Zekeโ€™s legs shows me that heโ€™s no more immune to our current situation than I am.The kiss deepens as Zeke rolls on top of me, caging me in against the mattress. His body is deliciously firm against mine. No matter how many times we do this, I can never seem to get enough of him.โ€œYouโ€™re insatiable,โ€ he murmurs against my lips.โ€œOnly for you,โ€ I counter.Can he really blame me? After so many years trapped with Jake as my partner, I didnโ€™t exactly get a chanc

  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Yours for Eternity

    JuliaThe whole house feels different now.For the first time since moving here, Iโ€™m not plagued by the sensation of being watched. No more creaks or bangs plague the endless rooms. The laughter and running footsteps of ghostly children no longer echo through the halls. All of the noises I attributed to the settling of new construction are gone.Itโ€™s quiet now.Empty.โ€œTheyโ€™ve all moved on,โ€ Zeke explains when I ask if he notices it too. โ€œThey gave everything to help defeat Amos.โ€โ€œMoved on?โ€ I repeat, morbidly curious. โ€œTo where?โ€Zeke shrugs. โ€œHeaven, I guess. Or maybe another dimension. I donโ€™t really know for sure. I suppose if there were bad ones, they got sucked down into the portal with Amos.โ€It strikes me that these spirits must have become family to Zeke over the last century that heโ€™s walked this land. Even the annoying or unpleasant ones must have grown on him.โ€œDo you miss them?โ€ I ask gently.The glimmer of sadness in Zekeโ€™s honeyed eyes confirms my suspicions. โ€œI do,โ€

  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Through His Eyes

    ZekeIโ€™ve been given a tremendous gift.I hover for a moment next to the vacant body that floats limply in the mud and glance down at the harrowing scene below.The ghoulish red glow emanating from the gaping maw of the portal illuminates the tableau, though I see a soft white light as well. Jakeโ€™s soul, now cleaved from his flesh, is dragged ever downward into the abyss in Amosโ€™s wake, but Iโ€™m hopeful that change in the light means his last act redeemed him enough to save his soul.As much as I despise Jake for having harmed Julia so deeply, Iโ€™m also filled with a grudging sense of respect for the dying wish he imparted onto me. I have no doubt that he understands that he wasnโ€™t capable of coming back and living a life that would make up for all he has done. Offering me his body wasnโ€™t for him, not one bit.This is for Julia, a final act of the love that once flared between them.Iโ€™ll do my best to honor Jakeโ€™s last request. But can it even be done?Iโ€™ve never heard of a spirit inha

  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย So This is Death

    JakeFor once in my life, Iโ€™m absolutely sure Iโ€™ve done the right thing.I canโ€™t believe that I fell for Amosโ€™s empty promises. Even now, I wonder how much influence it exerted over my mind and actions.Every shout, every slap, every nasty thought about Julia swims through my brain as my soul is torn to pieces. How much of that was Amos? I shudder to think about how much was me.Because I do hold a hell of a lot of blame, donโ€™t I?None of this would have happened if Iโ€™d been stronger.But I was weak, and now, I have a terrible feeling that Amos knew that from the start.As soon as I struck that deal in the driveway, Amos invaded my mind. The process itself was horrible. My brain and body was only big enough for one soul. The ordeal of adding another passenger wa sunbearably painful, and though my memories are hazy, Iโ€™m pretty sure that I passed out.At first, it wasnโ€™t so bad, not after that first part. Amos promised me anything and everything, and I had stupidly believed it.It wove

  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย The Sacrifice

    JuliaThe whole world spins.The driving rain is relentless, sloughing down my skin in cold rivulets. My hair hangs limply in a sodden curtain around my face, blocking my view of everything except the swirling muck below. Thereโ€™s a rank taste in the back of my mouth, and I understand dimly that I must have bitten my tongue when Amos hit me.The place where the branch slammed into my skull throbs with every step the demon takes. Even though I canโ€™t see it, Iโ€™m pretty sure that Iโ€™m bleeding. My vision swims as Iโ€™m drawn deeper into the swamp.โ€œIโ€™m going to break you on your husbandโ€™s cock,โ€ Amos croons as it carries me over its shoulder like a sack of potatoes. โ€œIโ€™m going to fuck you until you plead with me to release you from your sorry life.โ€Thereโ€™s nothing I can do to block out the filthy, horrible things that spill from its twisted mouth. Instead, I fight against its hold, kicking my bare feet into the torso of Jakeโ€™s body and pounding my fists against its back.But my efforts donโ€™

  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Fight for Domination

    ZekeIโ€™m not strong enough.After Amos tossed me like a ragdoll from Jakeโ€™s body, I barely have any energy left. Still, I wonโ€™t stop until thereโ€™s nothing left of me. I have to fight for Julia. I canโ€™t let Amos take her.As Julia runs outside into the storm, I square up to the demon. Itโ€™s wearing Jakeโ€™s body like an ill-fitting suit. While itโ€™s clumsy and uncoordinated, its movements are still powerful.โ€œI told you not to get in my way, Hezekiah,โ€ Amos growls. It doesnโ€™t seem in any rush to chase after Julia. What game is it playing? Whatever it is, I donโ€™t want to find out.โ€œI wonโ€™t let you hurt her.โ€ I stand firm, unwavering beneath its midnight stare.โ€œI will destroy you,โ€ the demon threatens as it stalks forward. โ€œI will devour your very soul.โ€I parry to the side as it attempts to dart around me, blocking it from pursuing Juliaโ€™s retreating form. โ€œYou canโ€™t kill somebody whoโ€™s already dead,โ€ I snarl.Amos laughs. The sound is something that a human throat shouldnโ€™t even be able t

  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Back to the Swamp

    JuliaThis is a terrible idea.Every nerve ending in my body screams for me to turn around, but itโ€™s way too late for that.Iโ€™m already here.The house on the edge of the swamp rises up before me, blotting out the overcast sky. Clouds the color of fresh bruises creep overhead, threatening rain. Itโ€™s barely evening, yet the darkness is already encroaching.Thereโ€™s no sign of Jake. Iโ€™d half expected him to be waiting for me in the driveway, but the whole place seems deserted. I can only hope that Amos is lurking out in the swamp and is unaware of my arrival.I survey the building in front of me. It looks like years have passed since I was last here, though itโ€™s only been a few hours. It looks like it could crumble into the swamp at any moment.The front door hangs open, as though itโ€™s been waiting for me this whole time. I approach it cautiously, scanning for movement within, but everything is still.Waiting.โ€œItโ€™s just a house,โ€ I whisper to myself, though I know now that itโ€™s much mor

  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย Ganging Up

    ZekeIโ€™m going to kill Jake.Itโ€™s all I can think about. I didnโ€™t have the energy to intervene as he hurt Julia and shattered their relationship beyond repair. Iโ€™d tried to manifest myself, to fight against Amosโ€™s hold on Jake, but it was no use.I wasnโ€™t able to protect Julia.I failed her.A powerful surge of anger flows through me as I think about how distressed she was as she snuck outside, jumped into the driverโ€™s seat of Jakeโ€™s car when he wasnโ€™t looking, and sped off into the rainy night. Even though I desperately wanted to go with her, Iโ€™m unable to cross the invisible line marking the boundary of the property. I can only hope that sheโ€™s taken refuge somewhere safe, some place where Jake canโ€™t follow.Itโ€™s morning now, and thereโ€™s no sign of Julia. Jake lays in the driveway amidst a mess of mud and gravel, unconscious. Iโ€™m itching to kick him, but Iโ€™m still too weak to summon my corporeal form. Instead, I spare him a scathing glare as I bypass his prone form and head toward th

  • Whispers of the Devilย ย ย An Open Door

    JuliaItโ€™s over.Thereโ€™s no room for doubt as I drive through the worst of the storm. I feel violated, all the way down to my soul. My face is red and streaked with tears, and my lungs constrict with every breath I take, as though my chest is trapped in an immovable vice.Jakeโ€™s actions are unforgivable.And it had been Jake, not Zeke. Iโ€™m absolutely sure of that. Aside from the fact that Zeke would never treat me so horribly, weโ€™d simply spent so much time together during Jakeโ€™s absence that the ghost was all but drained of energy by the time my husband returned home.But there was something else wriggling through the back of my mind, insidious and full of venom.How had Jake even known about Zeke in the first place?He didnโ€™t look at all surprised when I spoke the spiritโ€™s name aloud. In fact, he played along with it, lulling me into a false sense of security until the point of no return.Only then did Jake reveal himself.Somebody must have told him about Zeke. Somebody must have p

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