Deceived Souls of the Past

Unknown POVI like to think of myself as an ordinary girl, although my family is NOT ordinary. And don’t get me started about their expectations.I’m the daughter of the Greatest Hunter in the world. His words, not mine. He thinks I am just as extraordinary as he is. Please… I am an okay fighter on a good day, but I’m not a hunter. At least, not a hunter of creatures of the night, or creatures of the moonlight, or (God forbid!) creatures of the wind… I was taught that they’re all evil beings, who hunt humans and torture them just to give in to their sick pleasure.Werewolves, vampires, dragons, and witches: the four most dangerous supernatural creations. All hunters are told the same story from childhood. We were given the honor to be able to hunt them, spy on them, and deal with them.Oh, I almost forgot! My father has a delusion that there will be a hunter who will become, the biggest, the greatest, and the most powerful of all hunters, who can destroy all supernaturals. It sounds cr

Rick POV I am so high up, an ordinary person wouldn’t see what is under this building. But I’m not ordinary. My vision is one of a kind, so I can even see rats, and also ants. This is the tallest fucking skyscraper in this lousy city. Well, it’s not Burj Khalifa, or Taipei 101, or not even close in height to New York’s Empire State Building, but when you got a job, you have to make the best of it. I look up at the sky which is full of stars, with no clouds anywhere in sight. The moon is up, big and so fucking tempting than those eyes with a purple rim around the globes. I sigh and shake my head. Why do I remember her all of a sudden? It was so fucking long ago. It was like another lifetime. Like my whole life was just a blur after her. Life… do I even call this life? During the day, I am the most damn gentleman with the most elegant suit on, and smiling and shaking hands with those hypocrites all the time. But at nighttime, I am that fucking nightmare you’ve only ever seen in your de

Eliza POV Every time I think about Abigail and how we parted, it makes my heart ache. She was a real mother figure to me, but Carl's disgusting methods destroyed our relationship. I had to move on. I'm still looking at myself in the mirror and I see a tear escaping. As I wipe it away with my index finger, I heave a sigh. It's always a bitter feeling thinking back. Every time I think I'm over it, I realize I just can't move forward. I can't because we didn't really have closure and it aches my heart I can't help her. Doing my makeup again, my mind wandering to the 'thing' I saw last night. It's really like my mind playing a trick on me. I woke up after having the nicest dream in a long time. I was in the arms of that man I had seen in my nightmares before, but he was somehow different. He was gentle, firm, and oozed male power and sexiness. He was confident when he touched me, but not once was rude. He just... made me feel like I matter. Like I am the most precious thing he had in

Unknown POVI fisted my hand around her hair and thrust hard into her mouth. She gagged many times but it just made me more violent. Tears came out of her eyes, her face red from my slaps, and her lips were swollen from my hard cock. This little bitch was good in bed. She despised me but it just made this game so much more appealing to me."No... grrr... more... aahhh... it... gah... hurts" - she told me a thousand times but I didn't care. It made me harder if my partners were in pain. I used this witch as many times as I desired her because she was bratty but also hated me so much, and always had some smartass reply for me. "Shut the fuck up!" - I growled at her and pumped my hips even harder and faster than before. "You know... ahh... it just makes me... more... ah... fucking crazy about it. - groaned every other word. That is how good she was. It also helped she was a gorgeous fucking slut and I enjoyed torturing and using her.I saw her eyes full of pain and I just couldn't stop

Eliza POV I stare at her in disbelief but she giggles again. "Are you sure I am not dead?" - I ask her but she just waves her hand to dismiss my question. "Why would you be dead? Silly girl" - she chuckles again. "Will you, please, stop giggling? I don't understand what is happening right now" - my voice was full of irritation. I don't believe her and I want to know the truth. "This is the truth." - she said simply with a smile. "I know it's hard to believe, but this place is where your most hidden emotions are placed." - I again just look at her, never have I ever felt this way before. It is too dark, too intense. "It can't be me. I... these emotions, these colors here... too dark for me..." - no way, I tell myself, it's not me. "I don't have these kinds of dark thoughts in me." - I say to her. I see her eyes glowing purple for a minute, but then she blinks a few times and says to me. "Maybe, it's not from the present." - I didn't have dark thoughts before. It hurt when people