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The Dead WolfIf I had to describe being eaten alive, I would say it didn’t really feel that bad.I was anticipating it to be a lot more painful; with the screaming and bone breaking, but it was actually quite the opposite. I couldn’t see anything at all; perhaps that’s why it was so relaxing?Being eaten alive was relaxing; never imagined I think of it like that.I could feel the whole left side of my body was peeled open and disembowelled. My guts were quite soft and comforting to lay in. They acted as a warm blanket under my face and aching ribs while my exposed spine bathed me in blood, as it was pierced with the female’s sharp teeth.Instead of mauling me, she was nibbling along either side of my spine, which only made the blood cascade over my back and swamp the guts piled at my ribs.I must have looked like a mess just lying here. Half of me spread on the floor, while the other half was being held in by what was already beside me. And the blood! I could feel it all
Transamagei Chapter 18
RevelationsWhen morning came, we were released by the Beora, who greeted us both with warm smiles and bagged food for us to take with us. The front door was open once again, but his time we weren’t being forced out of it into the merciless environment. We were free to go whenever we wanted.“I’m sorry for last night” the Beora grimaced, when we stood before him “things got out of hand.”“We know” Orlando shot me a glare “but all is forgiven.”“I packed some lotion for your throat” the Beora turned to me now “you have to understand I was only acting out to protect what I have left.”I didn’t agree at all but nodded anyway. Anything to keep the peace between us.“Your Vixen and children are safe now” Orlando smiled “you have nothing to worry about anymore.”The Beora clasped his hands together in joy then bought them to either side of Orlando’s face, so he could touch his forehead to Orlando’s for a moment.“I’m truly grateful for all you have done.”“We had our differe
Transamagei Chapter 19
The Blood OathWhen night set in, the rest of the family went to get settled down somewhere secluded. The transparent, blinking barriers overhead also subdivided the town so that no-one could pass through, meaning that I could finally make use of some time with Sylvia.Sylvia agreed to join me to follow the water’s edge around, each of us marvelling at the colourful rocks running all the way to the end.The sea spray from the waves was refreshing on my fur that was chilled by the crisp air. The sky was dusted with glittering stars and blinking beckons from the shield that protected us. There was no sounds of death and destruction tonight. It was peaceful and perfect at last.We followed the break-wall to the very end, where we sat to take in the beauty of the ebony waves crashing against the rocks and the moonlight basking over the depths in the horizon.Sylvia huddled closer to me and let her side press against mine. My stomach dropped and my heart skipped a beat from the
Transamagei Chapter 20
Love is blindSouls still roamed the streets when we left the sanctuary together; which instantly made Sylvia nervous. The marks we had left the night before were still visible, being eyed by groups of curious onlookers.Our plan was to regroup with the family and leave the town before we were barricaded in for another night. I didn’t have any problems with another sleepless night with Sylvia, but the reality of not being able to escape her murderous brother if he returned again weighed heavily on me. There was only so far I could run within the barriers.As we headed back through the carved roads, we took in the sights of the burnt tealights and messages graffitied around us. I felt my spirits lift when I saw strangers stopping to take notice of the markings and names left behind. They were starting to see us as more than just a statistic now; acknowledging instead of ignoring us.We continued together until Eagle’s figure pulled from the scrawling’s beside us. His skin wa
Transamagei Chapter 21
Last memoriesI didn’t know how long I had been laying on Orlando’s corpse for when I woke.His blood had congealed in my fur and seemed to seep underneath my own skin to my bones.Instead of being collapsed in the grass and blood, I was laying on a bed in a closed room, clutching a pillow. The white sheet underneath me was stained with Orlando and the yellow walls had bloody smears across them. My body was no longer dislocated or broken. The only pain I felt was emotional.Where was I? Where was Ringo?Oh god, where was Sylvia?“Sylvia?” I whimpered, scanning the empty room for her “Ringo?”There was nothing here, just me. I was trapped in a room, with Orlando all over me. Where was he? Where was I?“SYLVIA?” I cried out, feeling panic grip at my gut “RINGO?”Had Ringo been taken too? Where was Orlando’s body?Panic bubbled up and formed a screaming sob. Where was everyone? Why could no-one hear me?!“S-SYLVIAAA?” I wailed, before the door opened “RINGOOO?”“Omen!
Transamagei Chapter 22
Blood and boneI was petrified when the morning’s rays streamed over my blood-soaked body. It seemed like the night never existed.After Flame had left, everyone spent their remaining time preparing for what lay ahead. Some left behind treasured items as a keepsake, while others used the time to regain their strength. I even caught Venin having sex with Python’s partner as I left the house to hunt with Neeb.I wasn’t going to face the Base on an empty stomach. I would spend my last moments venting my frustrations through slaughter.Neeb was an excellent hunting partner, despite his vomiting giving us away. He even stopped to Purge a few times in any water he could find. When Neeb’s face began to bubble, and his back bulged out into massive boulder-sized welts, we gave up on the hunt and headed back to the house.My stomach was so full I felt like vomiting. I hadn’t felt this overfed since the Institute. It felt so good to have blood dripping over me again.Everyon
Transamagei About the Author
Jessika Sims is an Australian author of fantasy horror. Her nightmarish monsters are the stars of her writing; created by her real-life fears of spiders, heights, and anything resembling horror. Jessika lives in the suburbs of Port Stephens and uses her experience of the changing landscapes she grew up in to create her own world and characters through her own style of writing. Transamagei is her first novel.
Transamagei Prologue
The birth of a baby is meant to be a joyous occasion surrounded with smiles and tears of happiness, but that was not so for my birth. When I came into this world, I was surrounded by strangers who immediately recoiled at my presence. A woman with makeup dripping down her face and blonde hair plastered to her head was screaming. Her only friend; a short woman with dark hair tied into a knot, was cowering behind the woman. The pair of chicken sheers she gripped were shaking as she inched towards me.The short woman hacked through my umbilical cord frantically, while I cried out for the protection of my mother, who was panicking and trying to drag herself away from me on the musty couch we were on. Once I was free, my mother kicked out at me, pushing me across to the edge of the couch.I could hear her hysterical sobbing and moaning echoing through my ears as a heavy hand gripped my arm and dragged my naked body around to face both women once more.“What is it?” the short woman
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