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Excerpt:
The
weeds continue to wrap around my legs, holding me in place. I shake my head,
trying to fall back into reality. I press my lips tightly together and focus on
cutting off the weeds slowly. With each slash, it feels like my movement and
reactions are slowing down. It must be the scent causing the nerves in my body
to act strange. I cover my nose and continue cutting the strands of weed
silently. Each cut increases the growth beneath me. The mud from the gravel
thickens, gluing me further in place.
The
girl moans in pleasure while the weeds attach to me and cling onto the fabric
of my clothing. The noise she is making and the weeds from underneath me are
overwhelming me. My heart picks up frantically, and my lips feel dry.
The
strange creature caresses his prey’s bruised body. There are glowing hickeys
all over her skin. He allows the weeds to slither around her neck slowly. He
leaves another colorful hickey on her skin. He kisses her neck, eventually
pulling on her skin with his sharp teeth.
The
scent of his tongue sliding slowly on her neck flows over to where I’m being
held captive. My lips part as her eyes roll back into her head. I can feel my
mind and thoughts drifting away with her. I want the creature’s lips on my skin
just as much as his prey does.
Think,
Eliza, think. Stay focused.
I
shudder as the cold wind tickles the tiny hairs on my skin. The guy stops
kissing the girl and the moans fade away. He looks up and scans his setting.
His eyes lock on my hiding place. I increase my cutting movement as fast as I
can. He smirks at me with colorful drool dropping to the ground from his white
blade-like teeth. His red lips glimmer in front of me in the shadows.
He
lets the weeds take over the girl’s body, preserving his meal for later. She is
still stuck in ecstasy. Her eyes slide in my direction. Even though she must be
in pain, she’s smiling. Weeds form around her body, slither up, and then slap
across her eyes and mouth.
The
creep holding her captive flutters toward me slowly. He reaches out as weeds
beneath the ground and roots spring up and wriggle around my ankles and neck.
They travel up against my thighs and then slap across my mouth, preventing me
from screaming. I am lifted up against the wall, just how the girl is in front of
me.
I
raise my dagger to try and cut the weed covering my mouth, but I lose my grip
and it falls to the ground. I panic, struggling to breathe, but the same scent
crawls into my nostrils. Its sweet taste overpowers my senses. My heart beat
slows down drastically as my eyes follow the monster, who is floating in front
of me, grinning wickedly. He touches my skin with his soft hand, sizzling and
calming my emotions.
My heart skips a
beat. It’s finally my turn
About the Author:
Michael believes he is a mad scientist experimenting with his own imagination. He enjoys world building and having alluring conversations with his stubborn characters.
He is your author of The Mystical Trilogy, Casso and TESTED. Specializing in many genres such as Fantasy, Urban Fiction, Dystopian, Young and New Adult. Most of his inspirations come from fairy-tales, music, and his curious what ifs.
You can find him anywhere to snuggling in a comfy seat with hot cocoa Netflix binging, or taking a soothing walk along the forest lines. Possibly diving in a tank with sharks, but that would be too insane.
He is a shopaholic east coaster living in Virginia with his fury companion Coco.
Where the two live happily ever after.
