Emily had never seen the big man before. He led her through the grand room into the doors that she’d seen Damon and his girlfriend disappear into a short week ago. She was led inside and the door was closed behind her. She nervously clutched the envelope in her left hand. She wasn’t sure what she had seen earlier on the campus with Damon’ bodyguard, and she wasn’t she wanted to know what the hell she did see. However, she had to pursue it when a note was slipped under her door for a story of a lifetime. All she had to do was deliver this note to Damon.“You wish to see me?”She jumped, startled because she hadn’t heard him enter. The light was dim in the room, just as when she saw the two lovers dancing together. She was still taken back by his handsome looks. She though she must have looked like a fool with her mouth hanging open. Then again, he should be used to it by now. She also thought his assistant was handsome until he showed her that freaky part
Liya wasn’t sure how Damon was able to get Gabriel to bring the car to pick them up at the remote area, but he was able to do it. She didn’t even know where this was. In the darkness she could barely make out the house they were leaving. She just knew it was dismal inside, nothing like the elegance that Damon possessed.In the darkness of the car, Damon could feel her fear of him. It pained him to have her frightened of him even though he knew her love for him was greater.Liya chose to sit across from him in the car. She was so conflicted with what she’d seen. The horror and the terror she felt were so undeniably real. Would she be like those creatures that lay in wait for their master’s bidding? Would Damon be able to control her like that?Damon interrupted her thoughts, “I would never hurt you.”She looked up at him and almost whispered, “I wish you would stop telling me what I’m thinking.”“We are c
“Don't you have some sort of cave or something that you came out of that might be missing you.” Emily shot sarcastically at Nathan, who had remained behind when Damon and Liya had left.Nathan chuckled, I thought Anna was stubborn.“Why are you here? Are you supposed to kill me?” She paced in front of him, “Christ, I wish I had a cigarette!”“I’m not going to kill you Emily. You don’t have to worry about that.”She stopped and stared at him, “Do you mean I did all that bloody screaming for nothing!”Nathan lazily removed his gray blazer and tossed it on the bed as he walked toward her with a smoldering look in his eyes. “Oh, it wasn’t for nothing.”She stared at him until she realized his intent, “What? Oh no way Mr. Markam…or whatever you are. I know the impression I gave you when I first met you, but I was after a story. It was business.”“Uh huh,” he nodded, starting to undo his tie.
Damon stood at the top, clothed in an elegant black double breasted dress coat, a burgundy shirt and black tie. His shoulder length locks curled roguishly under his strong, square jaw. His face had an indisputable look of pride on his face as he had his head turned to the side. Aya could see that he had reason, for Liya had descended the stairs with him. Her arm looped through his. She was a perfect picture of virtuous grace, clad in a slimming black evening gown that showed her voluptuous unforgivable figure. One of her long legs would appear almost up to the hip through a stylish slit when she stepped down a stair. Aya thought that Damon must love that style. The strapless, low cut bodice was decorated with a priceless necklace of teardrop diamonds that crested just above her firm breasts. Her thick black hair was pinned up showing her elegant neck and her ears were donned with large matching diamond earrings. She saw that Liya, in turn, was staring back at Damon with ad
Three years later****The door was locked. Natalie knocked and rattledthe knob, but the only answer was silence. This was just like him.Their relationship might not be committed, but it should involvebasic respect.She moved the grocery bag to her other arm and struggled the key out of her purse and into the lock. The doorclicked and, with a gentle push, swung inwards.The small apartment was dark except for the brightswath of light let in by the opened door. It was like a glowingpath that beckoned her forward; a yellow brick road bound forhell.She followed it.The light switch felt loose as she clicked it. Partof her was screaming, “Don’t turn around! Just walk away!” but shedidn’t listen to it. She couldn’t. The past couldn’t be changed byshouting at it.She turned around and a strangled cry escaped herlips. He lay on the floor in a heap. A puddle of congealing gore,so dark it
The small house sat alone on a dead end road. Paint peeled from the weathered siding and golden weeds sighed againstthe foundation. A porch sagged in front of a rusty screen door thatswung and squeaked in the breeze. Blank windows stared out,reflecting the line of fire that was the horizon.Natalie pulled her little red car off the road into the weeds and stared at her final destination. This had to be oneof the dumbest things she’d ever done – second only to the nightshe’d picked Marcus up in the bar and taken him home.“What am I doing?”She’d gone for food. She’d made a mental list in herhead that included ice cream and hot fudge, but then she’d drivenright past the store. She supposed it was curiosity and a desire tohave the entire disaster over and done with. She desperately neededto move on.She shut the car off but stopped short of gettingout. Should she take all of her stuff with her? Her purse, her ID’s– her
Gabriel gestured to the dusty stairs. “You might want to sit down first.”“No, thank you. I think I’m okay where I am.”“All right.” He set the candle on the floor, thenleaned casually back against the wooden crates, his expressionthoughtful. “I wonder if you’ve ever met Marcus’s brother,Miles?”Marcus had only spoken of his brother on a handfulof occasions, and always with pity and regret. They’d technicallygone to school together, but he’d been a year or two younger andshe couldn’t remember having ever interacted with him. “No.”“Miles is the younger of the brothers, and not the smarter. He was too inquisitive for his own good and discovered thesecret of someone... someone very powerful.” He grimaced and then relented, as though being completely vague would be too hard. “Someone very powerful who i once knew, His name was Ellish. Miles confronted him and, needless to say, it wasn’t well received. In order to guarantee that Mi
Gabriel went on, “Even if I did release you, whatwould Ellish do with you?”“He’ll come for me,” the demon hissed, a malevolent smile on his face, his thin lips pulled back from fangs.“We shall see.” Gabriel looked over his shoulder ather. “Have you seen enough?”She nodded, unable to speak. The thought of abrightly lit gas station full of reality seemed very far away.They stepped out into the hallway and Gabriel pulledthe door after them. “I apologize for the shocking introduction,but it seemed the best way to make you believe me.” He stoppedsuddenly, his body rigid, as if he was listening.Natalie strained, but she couldn’t hear anythingexcept Miles’s sudden coarse laughter.“I told you they’d come for me!”“God damn it,” Gabriel cursed. “Shut up, you foulcreature!” He pulled Natalie close enough to hiss into her ear,“There is someone here. It may be nothing, but it could