Maris was in a deep slumber on her average sized bed as the sun smiled on planet Earth. Her face was covered in sweat and her sheets were rumpled.
She struggled on the bed like she was fighting. Her head moved from left to right, hinting at a bad dream.
Maris stood in the middle of some naked men with the body of half a human and half a wolf beside her. She was confused. Was she still in a nightmare? Hadn't she been saved by some blue eyed god?
"Stop!" She screamed as two men clutched both her wrist and forcefully laid her on a wooden table. "Help me!"
Abruptly, she inhaled a puff of smoke. It filled her lungs and made her cough. She opened her mouth to suck in a deep breath, but was stabbed in the gut by an unknown force–she screamed.
That was all she needed to wake up.
Maris sat up, breathing heavily and scanning the entire room. The moment she realized it was a bad dream, she heaved a sigh of relief and slumped back on the bed with both her eyes shut. She reached up a hand to her forehead and massaged her temples.
Maris pinched the bridge of her nose and made a mental note to change her cotton bed spread to something lighter. She could feel just how soaked in sweat her bed spread was beneath her back.
The screen of the Samsung Galaxy beside her pillow lit up and began to ring–it was her secretary. As soon as her eyes caught the caller ID, she groaned before taking the call.
"Morning, Tracy." She answered, feeling a little sore in the jaw.
"Ma'am, you have two clients waiting for you." She announced then reduced the volume of her voice. "One seems to be going bananas."
"I'll be there in a minute."
With that, the call ended and Maris groaned. She laid on her stomach and screamed into her pillow. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her head and she sat up, reaching up a hand to nurse the place.
A frown creased her brows the moment her eyes caught something else. It was a red bruise on her wrist, appearing like she had been clutched roughly–she rubbed on it and frowned deeper, trying to figure out what it was that was on her wrist.
After much thought and racking of her brain, she shrugged the worry off and jumped out of her bed to get ready for work.
She walked passed her mirror with a grey towel secured around her chest and instantly reversed to take a gander at her butt.
"Oh." She pushed out her butt and struck a pose for an invisible camera. "They are finally growing." She referred to her butt cheeks and rushed into the bathroom.
Maris turned off the shower and took a step forward, but something happened. She almost slipped, but she was lucky enough to have gripped the necklace she hung around the shower head.
"Darn it!" She swore out loud when she still landed on her butt with a spoilt necklace.
She got to her feet and rinsed her legs once again before stretching and walking out of the bathroom, making a mental note to get a less slippery slippers. She felt funny in her stomach, like some entity was living in it. Perhaps, her period was on it's way.
Maris drove out in a portable Honda and halted in front of the building she called a working place.
Aura, check. Her subconscious listed as she raised her head high and bounced in her heels.
Coffee, check.
She grabbed a hot cup of coffee and tapped her fingers on it for a bit, waiting for it to cool off.
"You said I have a two clients?" She asked the moment she approached her secretary.
"Yes, ma'am. One already left because he was tired of waiting." The brunette spoke with her eyes glued to the record she was going through. "Oh, he didn't leave a note or-"
"Hold on." Maris cut her short, by holding a hand up to her face and rushing over to the balcony rail to see who the person walking passed the building was.
A line formed above her eye brows. How did she know someone was walking passed her building?
She squinted her eyes at his back and tried to make out who he was, but didn't get any luck so she just rested her elbows on the rail instead and stared at her cup of coffee.
Instantly, he stopped and her heart picked up it's pace in anticipation to see the face of who had captured her spirit in some type of way or was she just exaggerating?
He spun slowly and their eyes locked. She felt as if he could see through her soul and she instantly became weak.
What's happening?
Her subconscious asked when she found it difficult to tear the eye contact. His nose and lips were covered under a handkerchief and she recognized the pearls he possessed–his eyes.
They mirrored the blue nail polish she had on. He turned and walked away and she was released from whatever paralysis she was having.
She heaved a sigh of relief and clutched her chest. She solely wondered if she was safe.
"Ma'am?" A soft hand gripped her shoulder and she jerked with a small scream. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."
"It's fine." Maris nodded and urged her to say what she had tapped her for.
"The other client is waiting."
Maris adjusted her chiffon top and nodded. "Wait, who's that?"
She pointed her index finger at the spot she had seen a familiar set of blue eyes, but it was empty.
"Who?" Betty asked and Maris shockingly folded her palm on her chest.
"He was right there..." She trailed off, then raised the cup to sip from it. "Ouch!"
She jolted and quickly removed the cup from her mouth when it had burnt her tongue and lips.
There goes my taste buds!
Chapter 3AzelbubThunder claps filled the entire forest that was supposed to be the sacred place of the dark king, azelbub or the devil, the name people were familiar with.A black hole opened and men jumped out of it, naked once again, but this time infuriated.The last person jumped out and they bowed down to him. His brows were furrowed and his face mirrored disgust. Bushy eyebrows sat gracefully above big hazel eyes. His lips were as red as blood and hair as black as ebony.He stomped to the middle and tightened his dental bone."Whose fault was it?!" He roared and they trembled, raising their heads to view their master. "Answer me!""We-we have no-no idea, sir." A man who appeared to be in his early thirties stammered."Now our ritual has been spoilt and my butt is out there!" He bellowed. "The world shouldn't be aware of this.""Calm down, sir. What's the fuss all about when-"
Maris"Do you think I should do it?" The ginger head boy asked, twirling a basketball on his finger with his eyes glued to Maris who he had a long time crush on."What?" Maris cocked up both her brows with confusion written all over her face. She hadn't been listening to what he was saying. "Yeah. I mean, sure."She nodded her head without knowing what he had asked and picked up her coffee to sip from it, but hesitated just in case it was hot. Slowly, she kissed the coffee cup and pushed her head back. The liquid was warm and it covered her taste buds like a blanket."Okay, thank you very much." His blue eyes sparkled with a small smile playing at the corners of his lips and she returned it.She had been pondering on who the blue eyed god was. Why did he stare at her with a gaze that never faltered? She could no longer think straight as all her thoughts were consumed by him.Her stomach rumbled and she p
Dracula "Yes..." Dracula drawled, staring lustfully at a caramel skinned lady with curly brown hair. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip, rubbing his fingers together with a wicked grin etched to his face. He leaned on a tree and rested the back of his head on it with his eyes shut as he anticipated the taste of her blood. Suddenly, he peeked from behind the tree, watching as she trashed some dirt in the waste bin of the diner she worked in. Her thighs were thick and alluring, but he held himself. The mysterious woman walked back into the building and out, with a coat covering her body. Just as she walked away from the building and into the road, Dracula glanced from left to right before shoving his hands into his black coat. "Hi." He crept up on the girl and she jolted then spun to take in his features. "How are you, beautiful?" She looked at him with disgust oozing out of her skin as she had thought he was one of those useless men that wanted nothing more than to get in betw
"Put me down!" Maris exclaimed when she was free from the mini paralysis she was having with her hands still secured around the unknown person's neck. His smell was pretty familiar. He didn't stop, he kept running and taking routes Maris wasn't familiar with. She could hardly keep her eyes open because the breeze filled her eyes and made them teary. With a thumping heart, she yelled again, "Put me down!" Suddenly, he stopped and released her legs, sending her to the ground on her buttocks. She winced, shutting her eyes tight. "What the hell?" She tried to catch her breath with her back flat on the grass. "Who are you?" There was no reply, but the sound of him breathing heavily made it's way to her ears and she raised her head up to look at the mysterious person. "You!" Her eyebrows kissed each other in anger when she recognized him to be the boy who hugged her at her
Maris began to shiver internally when he had told her Dracula was after her for the devil's nudes and a certain entity that had gotten into her the night she took the picture."What am I going to do?" Her lips trembled and she held onto his arm."I'm going to protect you. It's a bit surprising you're still alive." He stated and she threw stare daggers at him. "My name is Logan by the way."He stretched out his hand for a handshake, but Maris only gave him a long skeptical look."Logan?" She squinted her eyes when she heard whispers in her head. "Can you hear that?"She looked around and Logan followed her gaze. "Hear what?""Those weird whispers." She poked her fingers into her ears and wiggled them."You're strange." He narrowed an eye at her and she stopped what she was doing to glare at him."Says the person that has been stalking me." Maris hissed and walked to the other side of the cave.She held out her palms to th
"…He tried to speak, but his voice broke intoan echoing howl. His ravening soul infected his jaws;his murderous longings were turned on the cattle; he still was possessedby bloodlust. His garments were changed to a shaggy coat and his armsinto legs. He was now transformed into a wolf." A dog boy who looked extremely familiar read to Maris from Ovid's book of metamorphosis. The first story about lycanthropy.He raised his hands up in the air and drew a sigil as fast as he could before summoning someone who was fit to be a god. Again, they were naked. Maris laid plainly on the drawing and floated in the air with puffs of smoke rushing into her nostrils.Instantly, Maris gasped, snapping her eyes open with a pounding heart that threatened to burst out of her chest."Where am I?" She asked, feeling as if something had used straw to suck out the energy in her."My arms." He vo
"What's a lemen?" Maris asked the nice female who radiated so much joy from just the way she looked at Maris.Maris interlocked her fingers behind her and tried to divert the topic of her staring at a guy's butt. She couldn't believe they were inside her head."Like a consort, yin yang or soulmate." She stepped forward to place a hand on Maris' chest.Maris' gaze followed her hand and her heart paced. How was she sure these people wouldn't turn into wolves to bite her head off?"You may be dismissed." She ordered the people who had encircled them and Immediately, they returned to what they were doing before Maris came.Weird."I'm not weird, I'm saying the fact," The girl said, respecting what was called personal space. "My name is Sanna by the way. Nice to meet you-""Maris." Maris answered with a wandering gaze, solemnly wondering where Logan was."Missing him already?" Sanna wiggled her eye brows and Maris put on a frustrated
Dracula"No!" The woman screamed in horror, trying to protect her son from the vicious men. "Don't take him, take me."Dracula snapped his head to her direction and threw the chunk of meat he was feasting on with a sly smile, playing at the corners of his lips."You want to strike a deal?" He asked, cocking up his brows with a gaze that never faltered."Yes, I'll give anything for you to keep my son." She pleaded, a familiar shake in her voice as she darted her eyes from Dracula to the dogman who held her son hostage."Are you sure you can give me what I want?" He drawled, using his tongue to flick out the piece of human flesh stuck in between his teeth."I'll do anything, just spare my son." She pleaded.Dracula slowly took a step forward with a glint of malevolence in his obsidian eyes, causing the woman who appeared to be in her late thirties to flinch. He eyed her from head to toe and slowly went up f