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The Snake Spirit

Wynne started her journey as a witch when her father received a phone call in the summer vacation of Wynne's freshman year. Her father put aside what her grandfather told him and decided to take Wynne back to hometown to visit Eveline Mayfair. Wynne got stomachache after she ate the steak offered by Eveline, and was arranged for rest on bed, she had a very impressive dream. When she woke up, Wynne felt no pain in her stomach. Looking out of the window, she saw that it was already dark outside. The man dressed in black in her dream made her curious. But as she got up, by the moonlight shining through the window, she saw a large black snake with cold scales on top of her!

Daoist2UcU47 · Fantasie
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34 Chs

Chapter 1 Went back the Mayfair town

Wynne's grandma was known as the most pretty lady in the town when she was young. But no one in the local area dared to marry Eveline Mayfair. Why? Over there, she was a ghost lady of bad reputation!

Ghost lady, also called as a witch, was a kind of woman who specialized in cultivating the spirits of reptile.

In that town, it was an intense topic for the spirit of reptile, and that of her grandma, was a black snake, which was even more frightening.

The heir for the ghost lady were only females who would be doomed to die alone.

Eveline Mayfair, however, wanted a husband. Her irresistible charming figure attracted several non-local men who knew few about her were willing to marry her. Such as her grandfather who had lived in the city long time, was tired of its light and wine and came to the village for a vacation. He fell in love with Miss Mayfair in his first sight, thus Wynne's father was born then.

Megan Morr was poisoned with the spirit of reptile ten years later.

Wynne was told from her father, who then was only ten, with Megan's secret support, was settled down in the city near to the Mayfair town. That night, his dad-Mr. Morr had been staying in his city for too long to catch the last bus back to the village. In the moment of 12 o'clock, he began to bleed, and a lot of fingers thick black snakes drill out from his mouth, ears and eyes.

A few passers-by sent him to the hospital but Megan never woke up again as the doctors found his dying internal organs.

Wynne actually never believed this kind of crazy talk, since her father couldn't tell clearly whether it happened truly.

The only thing Peter Morr was for sure, though, that before Megan died, he told Peter never come back to the town.

Mayfair, that's the name of the town where Eveline resided.

It was not until the summer vacation of Wynne's freshman year that her father received a phone call, said that Eveline was dying of a serious illness. Her father was her only son. Eveline was a witch though, she still was his blood related mother, besides she treated him well, the phone call asked Peter to bring his family back to see Eveline one last time.

Peter was an emotional person, he wept bitterly as he heard that, and put aside what Megan had told and decided to take Wynne back to the hometown to take care of Eveline.

Wynne's mother failed to persuade him not to, so far, she had to enjoin Wynne several times never ever ate the food offered by Eveline.

Wynne regarded her mother's words as overflowing of mother's love and never actually accepted it. She and her father spent much time on long, long mountain path to the town of Mayfair. Peter, through his little memory, got the old house, which was aged, wooden, and with much paint shedding.

Her father knocked excitedly on the door. After a long time, a thin old woman with a head of gray hair opened it.

She was aged though, her beautiful features were still showing vaguely, and her deep eyes, or could imagine how it was of peerless elegance in her young period.

Eveline Mayfair stared at them, and to be exactly, at her in surprise.

"Oh, My little one, grown so good." Eveline greeted to her dad, while her sight skipped him but at Wynne. She was a little strange, but was immediately warmly asked them to get in.

In the room, they chatted each other, avoiding mentioning her illness.

Lying in the chair, Wynne was watching the movie, Eveline came over sitting beside, and asked enthusiastically: "Sweetie, what's your name? How old is this year?"

Wynne had never seen her grandmother before and was not used to her close contact. Besides, she was feeling an invisible aggressive sight line following her since she had entered the house, which made her whole person all scary.

"My name is Wynne and I just turned 18 this year." Wynne replied politely.

"Oh, It's good to be young!" Eveline looked at her with admiration. But the voice immediately changed: "Unfortunately, just a little ugly, have boyfriend?."

"...WTF..."

Oh, my God! she had never imagined Eveline was so direct!

She patted her on the shoulder full of apologies as Eveline realized her hurtful words to Wynne.

"It's no big deal for apperrance, you are soft and attractive, no wonder the black worm likes you." Said Eveline, caressing her shoulders to arms.

"Black worm? What is the black worm?" Wynne was a little confused.

"You will know." Eveline gave her a wink.

Wynne got many questions in her mind for Eveline's mysterious, weird words.

There was a plate of inviting steak on the lower table before her as she realized it was over noon time. Abruptly, she, reminded herself of warning of her mother at home, she suddenly strained.

Wynne made an excuse telling Eveline she wasn't hungry yet, but the awfully hungry sound grunted in her stomach embarrassed her and her father. She ducked to pick up a knife and fork, working on the steak. The taste was a bit strange as she took a chew, and the rest she chewed as little as possible and swallowed straight down her throat.

Eveline returned, and satisfied with her empty plate, humming to herself with the plate away.

Her vigorous pace to kitchen never proved she was dying at all.

Could it whether be the hours of driving or the steak, Wynne had an upset stomachache. It was as if something kept stirring in, hurting and swelling.

Eveline took her to a newly made little room for rest. Wynne took off her shoes and went to bed.

In her drowsy sleep, Wynne sensed a naked, particularly beautiful man crawling onto her bed. He lit fires all over on her by kissing her lips, her clavicle and breast, which made her whole person fever, hunger, and desire to be filled with a thick, bulky stuff. Her body was out of control overflowing liquid, getting more seductive. As his moving, in the lower of her abdomen emerged a blast of strange pleasure what she had never felt before. She could not help moaning, and wanting more. As if he knew what she was thinking, the man chuckled in a hoarse voice and made it into the wet of hers. She then was hit violently by him as if she was swaying like a lonely boat on the waves. With the thought she was dreaming, she was pretty much enjoyed the ultimate last pleasure.

Wynne felt no longer pain in stomach as she woke up. Looking out of the window, it was already dark outside. The naked man in her dream made her curious and confused. But as she rose, by the moonlight shining through the window, she saw a large black snake with cold scales on top of her!