#ROMANCE #ADVENTURE #REINCARNATION #R18 #SUPERPOWERS #PRINCESS

Forty Thieves

I was running away from them. My baby was crying in my arms as I tried to shush him. The biting cold was harsh my already thin frame. My baby’s lips started turning white. I glanced at how my baby boy stopped crying. I continued running until the town was far behind us and all I could see in front of us were just a field of thick snow. My baby’s lips turned blue. “Oh Lord, please don’t let anything happen to him,” I prayed to God and caught sight of an old church up the hill to the left of the snow-covered path. “Hang on there, baby, we are almost there,” I whispered to him. The falling snow was heavier as the minutes ticked by. Soon we were caught in a blizzard. With much difficulty we managed to reach the old church. My heart sank as I saw that it was a dilapidated and abandoned church. It only meant one thing, no warm fire to save my baby. I went inside anyway as that was the only shelter available for miles on end. There was no fire wood by the fire place. No blankets, no rugs or anything that I could use to warm us up. All my baby had was me. I cuddled him closer. I was losing my baby. “No, God! Lord if you can hear my prayer I am at your House right now please let my baby live! You can take my live, please let my baby live!!! Please Lord I beg you,” I kept repeating my prayer believing if I prayer hard enough God will really grant my wish and let me trade my life for my baby’s life. I did not know how long I prayed. When I finally checked on my son he was cold and dead. God did not help us. My prayers went unanswered. I wished the Earth would just open up and swallow me up as I lost the will to live on. I had lost my son, what else was there for me to live for? My last thoughts before I lost consciousness was, “God failed me.” ******************************** This incarnation: Theeya is the direct descendant of one of the original Forty Thieves. When everyone thought it was just a bedtime story that was popularized in the 1001 Arabian Nights. Their entire life changed course, taking on a totally different direction the moment Ali Baba killed all forty thieves. Theeya’s ancestors were guarding their family heirloom zealously. The only clue her late father guarded zealously was the parchment containing clues to where the secret cave was. Every man of each generation tried and failed to unravel the well hidden secret. Years later, it became her father’s obsession. Unfortunately he died without fulfilling his wish, that was to claim his birth right. As her late father had no son, only daughters, Theeya took it upon herself to continue her father’s legacy, to reclaim their family’s inheritance. She consulted the help of a dashing Professor, specialising in Egyptology, to unravel the mysteries of the parchments passed down from her forefathers. She found herself falling in love with Prof Jeff Everett, a man whom she thought to be gay. Only two years before that Theeya turned down the marriage proposal from her ex who cheated on her and had a baby with another woman when they were stil together. Theeya promised herself that she had no time for romance. She must not get married. She must not let her father down. It was up to her to get to the secret cave and find that Holy Grail of Immortality even if that means going to the end of the world looking for it, not that she mind to travel with the devilishly handsome Professor Everett. Her legs would go jelly and she would swoon each time she was in the Professor’s presence. Can she really survive her adventure with Professor Everett? As they traced the footsteps of men who lived for the secrets of the cave and the Holy Grail, they found the other descendants of the original Forty Thieves. One thing in common bound them, one thing that none could ever ignore, the bloody red eyes that would haunt their sleep. Would these nightmares end once they unravel the ancient secrets of the Forty Thieves cave?

Ariya_Maya · Fantasy

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46 Chs

Shake Your Booty

(Recommended song: Shake Your Booty from the Chipmunks)

Theeya's jaw dropped as the song "Shake Your Booty" continued to play with Zaccheus grinding his naked bum to the beat.

She closed her eyes instinctively when he swirled around, facing her, but not before catching a quick look at his package. It was a respectable size. Big enough.

"Come on, darling, come on, join me. This is too good to just stand there staring at my bum," Zaccheus started bumping into Theeya's hips, encouraging her to dance along to the music.

She shook her head vehemently and kept her eyes shut. No way was he going to make her do the naked dance.

"Don't fight the feeling

Shake shake

Shake your booty, oh

Give yourself a chance

Shake shake

Shake your booty

You can do it, do it

Shake shake

Shake your booty

Come on, come on now

Shake shake

Shake your booty, oh," Zaccheus spun the still stiff Theeya around as she continued to close her eyes.

"Shake shake

Shake shake

Shake your booty, oh

Shake shake

Come on

Your booty

You can do it ha han

Shake shake

Shake shake," Theeya felt Zaccheus embracing her from the back as the song came to an end.

She finally opened her eyes and tried to wriggle out of his embrace.

He tightened the hug and chuckled softly at her futile attempt to escape from his tight grip.

"Hey, let me go. I am not dressed yet," Theeya pleaded.

Her eye balls nearly bulged out of their sockets as she felt his hardened member prodding her from behind.

"Zaccheus, you promised no sex until we find the cave," she whispered urgently as his mouth found a sensitive spot at the nape of her neck.

"Yes, no penetrative sex until then. But I did not promise nothing else won't happen," he continued licking her right ear lobe, sending shivers down her spine.

"Liar! You cheated!" She tried to wriggle out of his dead lock embrace, again to no avail.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Theeya sighed in relief and disappointment at the same time. Relief because it was getting too exciting and disappointing because she inwardly wanted it to be exciting.

"Ma'am, do you need our help to set your hair?" Came the voice of one of the maids they sent out earlier.

"Yes, please come in!" Theeya shouted loud enough for the maids to hear beyond the closed door.

Zaccheus reluctantly released his hands and walked over the wardrobe to grab a bathrobe to put on.

"Spoil sport," he whispered into Theeya's ear as he walked past her.

The maids entered and started working their magic on Theeya's beautiful brown tresses.

"What are your names?" Theeya asked.

"I am Mona," said the brunette with a dimple on her chin.

"My name is Amy," said the younger girl with dark brown curls.

"You look really young, how old are you?" asked Theeya, deliberately ignoring Zaccheus who went into his dressing room after seeing that she was not paying him any attention.

"In the equivalent of human years I am 18, Ma'am," Amy replied.

"Oh, yes, and what is your actual age?" Theeya was curious how a demon's age would translate to human years.

"About 400 odd years, give or take," she shrugged like it was not a big deal.

Theeya's jaw must have dropped again as Amy giggled.

"Mona is about 20, Ma'am. Ask her how old is she," Amy offered.

"And how old are you Mona?" Theeya finally found her voice.

"Around 500 years, Ma'am," Mona replied.

"Were you born a demon or were you turned? Like vampires. You are forever at the age when you get turned a demon?" Theeya's curiosity was further piqued.

"Master turned us long ago. We age very little since then," Mona replied.

Intrigued, Theeya had a thousand and one questions running through her mind but the maids were done with her hair.

It was done up in a chic chignon, exposing her long slender neck.

The maids stood beside the rows and rows of 200 dresses to choose from, awaiting her orders on which dress to try on.

"The violet one on the third row, fifth dress from the right," Zaccheus' voice boomed from his side of the dressing room.

"Yes, Master," the maids said in unison.

Mona pulled out the violet dress. It had an embroidered bodice with tiny blue butterflies. The empire line dress was simple yet sophisticated. It was tastefully sewn according to her own style. Theeya glanced at her husband who was grinning from ear to ear.

"Come on, try it on," he smiled as he prodded her to slip into the dress of his choice.

"I guess free will is dead," Theeya mumbled as she stepped into the walk in wardrobe with Amy and Mona who closed the door of the dressing room.

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