Maris turned to run away, but there wasn't any luck on her side as she tripped on a stone and fell on her stomach, bruising her cheek. She laid on her butt and supported herself up with both her palms, flatly placed to the ground.
"No, I'm not a witch." She cried, eyes darting from one person to the other. She didn't know what to do. All that was spinning in her head was that she would die.
Her heart pounded and her mouth went dry as she tried to crawl backwards on her butt away from them.
"Please, I'm not here to harm you." Her voice seized and was now cracky.
"Tell that to the devil in hell," said the woman that had shape shifted earlier through gritted teeth.
"Logan!" Maris screamed, covering her face with her arms.
The shape shifter raised a spear in attempt to push it through her chest, but something happened.
"Please!" Her voice sounded coarse like she had been starved of water for many days.She held on tight to Maris' shirt and Maris' eyes widened with folds on her forehead–The shirt, it was actually Logan's grey shirt. Quickly, Logan rushed to where she was and freed his consort of the woman's grip."My goodness, Mrs-" Maris didn't get to finish her sentence because Logan stepped in front of the woman."Stay away from her." Logan's eyes became darker as he shoved Maris behind him and sneered, visibly scaring the woman with his white fangs."I'm not here to hurt her, believe me." She trembled, falling on her knees with a face that mirrored the wet weekend. "I need her help.""Why?" Logan's eye brows kissed each other with creases in between them."Water," was the last thing the woman said before she collapsed to the floor and her lids closed."Let's help her." Maris tapped the back of his shirt, her he
Memory lane...Azelbub's forestThe werewolf in their midst shook like he was having an intense seizure, his eyes rolled skyward and his fingers were curved into talons. All the cult members raised their hands to the sky, thinking it was normal.Maris stood behind the tree, staring at the eye candies in front of her. She held up her phone, not wanting to miss an opportunity to get paid for taking such pictures to the broadcasting house. Plus, their butts were attractive, round and molded from heaven.She thought of her butt and felt disappointed, it wasn't bigger than that of a ginger head man in the cult.Suddenly, she tapped the camera icon and focused the lens on the man in the middle who appeared to be the one they worshipped as they had bowed earlier on his arrival. Her thumb tapped on the shot button and the loud sound of her camera and flashlight gave her off.The werewolf gasped and gave up it's ghost, eyes al
The maidens gathered round Maris, buttering her face up in make up and pulling the straps on the waist of her gown to tighten and swallow her already flat stomach.She cussed underneath her breath, holding her breath as they pulled. The pure hatred she had for Linda was displayed in her facial expression. She could kill her with a gun if she had the opportunity.She couldn't believe Linda traded her for her own selfish reasons. She thought Linda was a good woman, a good mother at that."Chin up." A lady with a silvery voice ordered and Maris reluctantly did it. "Pout your lips now."Maris rolled her eyes and pouted, watching as the woman with cheeks like buns that were soaked in oil coat her lips with a red lipstick."Aww, see how beautiful the king's wife looks." Soaked buns held a hand to her chest with a soft look in her forest green eyes."I'm not the king's wife," seethed Maris with an angry line above her eye br
Maris' heart jumped up her throat and stayed there when she realized he was actually dead."King?" Maris tilted her head to the side and poked his arm, but he didn't respond.His fat nose became even more pronounced as he laid lifelessly on the bed with his mouth ajar. Irritation laced her voice as she tried to call him again and it was immediately replaced with fear."No, no, no." She panicked, tapping his cheeks rapidly with her hand. "Okay, I know you're not dead and you're just playing games with me," she said with a rictus grin then laughed. "Get up, this isn't funny anymore."No reply.She sat on the edge of the bed and rocked on it with her elbows resting on her laps and her fingers interlocked under her chin.There was a knock on the door, jolting Maris' spirit out of her skin. Immediately, she jumped up and tried to push the king to lay properly on the bed."Oh my!" She grunted, pushing him and b
"How far are we from wherever we're going?" Maris asked, already tired of walking."We'll be there soon." Linda jumped on a stone and held the tree beside her with the side of her other hand above her eyes to shield them from the sun."I'm thirsty!" Maris slumped on the floor with her mouth open."Well, you're in luck because there's a waterfall over there." Linda pointed out and Maris sat up, feeling parched.Linda jumped down and moved farther so did Maris, who was trailing behind her not seeing clearly. Must be the dehydration."Why's the sun so hot?" Maris gulped, cringing at how the saliva she swallowed felt like a ball of fire to the walls of her throat. "Feels like I'm gonna die.""No, you wouldn't." Linda held Maris' hand and wrapped it around her shoulder. "Plus, we both need a bath."Linda sniffed her pits and shrugged, it wasn't even as bad as she thought."Why are you so different?" Mar
Maris' lips twitched into a smile as she felt Logan's palms caressing her face."I love you, Maris." He pulled her closer to him and devoured her lips like it was his first time of getting romantic with a woman. "I don't want to ever lose you.""Neither do I," she whispered over his lips and the heated make out session continued.He rubbed everything, kissed everything and licked her very weak spot–her neck. It was the fastest way to turn Maris on. One soft bite and she would turn into a river."Make Love to me." She moaned, enjoying every wave of pleasure that plunged her soul.Clothes on the floor and in one insane second he was drilling her, earning loud moans from Maris.A hand around her neck and she choked, tears welling up in her eyes. Logan spanked her and rapidly tapped her cheeks.She never knew he was a beast in bed, but she was loving every stroke and roughness.
DraculaDracula was before the king of darkness, bowing down and using his fist for support. Getting to his feet, they locked gazes and Azazel grinned a wicked one before sitting on his throne."Now that I've brought her to you, can you fulfil your own part of the deal?" Dracula asked impatiently, tapping his foot on the ground."What deal?" The devil stroked his chin and stared at the space between them as he pretended to be thinking about something."What do you mean by what deal?" Dracula glowered at the devil who reclined on his throne with his legs widely apart."Oh, to free the woman whom you've been cheating on with many women?" Azazel asked, resting his chin on his fist and looking away like he was bored to death."I am a man with hormones." Drac defended himself and the devil's eyes danced in silent laughter as he stared amusingly at his supposed best friend."Hormones?" Azazel sat up and p
Maris~~Azazel's dungeon."Help me, I need to get out of this place." Maris sobbed, tears trailing down her cheeks.With her back against the bars, she slid down to the floor and hugged her knees to her chest."I just want everything to go back to normal, I want Logan." She wailed, earning a pitiful look from Lucy."I wish there was a way to help you, but my fate is even worse than yours." Lucy sighed, resting her head on the wall.Maris sat up, remembering something her mother had told her when she was alive. She pulled off both her earrings and laid them in her palms. The earrings had the same symbol on her wrist and her mother's face flashed in her head."Whenever you're in trouble, cry to this or hold it and scream help." Her mother instructed, pinning the earrings to her ears. "And you'll be saved."Maris snapped back to reality and began to cry, feeling the root of bitterness in the depth