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The Mansion {Maders Mansion}

The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact it made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. My third sense is sudden activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come get me!. This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!. I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. Finally, I hear music playing from loud speakers. I'm close to civilization!. I keep running frantically. One of my pumps gone. Soon I see a club in sight with a few people outside. I begin to scream for help when a figure suddenly appears before me. In fear, I make to run in the opposite direction but another figure is right behind me. Next thing I know; i'm surrounded by darkness. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Imagine waking up in an abandoned Gothic castle in the middle of no where. With an immortal creap as your new 'mother' and over a hundred strangers as your new siblings. Where love is a crime, hope is a dream and rebelion is a death contract. A dark tunnel with no light whatsoever, would you survive?? Let's follow our protagonist into this breath taking journey and find out what could possibly be worst than this.

Aider Kwin · Horror
Not enough ratings
103 Chs

Sleeping Beauty

Narrators POV;.....

Sonia wakes up and finds herself in Desmonds arms. She grunts lazily before realizing the sun is setting. He's been carrying her all day!

"Desmond? "Her little voice calls and the melody in her voice pulls Desmonds face back down in happiness.

"Did we make it? "She questions innocently as she honestly thought death was her portion.

"No. We died and we're currently in jungle heaven. "Desmond replies with his ever so strong sarcasm and Sonias pulls her lips into an annoyed pout.

"You can set me down now." She says as she feels Desmond ought to be tired after carrying her almost the whole day.

"I can but I won't. "Desmond replies without looking down at her and confusion hits Sonia.

"Why? "She questions. Her face reflecting the pure innocence of a confused child.

Desmond smiles at the beauty in his arms. He enjoys seeing the child like part of her.