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EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER ONE: DARIUS: "“Who was she?” I wondered to myself as I closed my eyes, breathing in her soft scent that was now in the air. It was not a strong scent but it was there, enough for me to catch a whiff of it. Intoxicated by it, I yearned for her. To feel her soft lips on my own as I touched her delicate flesh. To hear her soft whisper in my ear as I hold her in my arms, as I kiss her deeply. Closing my eyes again, I imagine her with me now, feeling the heat of her body as I gaze into her gorgeous eyes.
A blood-curdling scream suddenly shook me back to reality. It was coming from upstairs, where my parents’ room was. Quickly, I turned around and sprinted up the stairs towards the scream. When I had reached the source of the scream, my eyes widened in disbelief and horror. What met my eyes, was a bloody scene. What was once a white pristine bedroom suite, was now covered in blood. In the bed, lay the two bodies: both my mother and father. They were slaughtered in their sleep. Their maid who was now bawling, ran into my arms as I held her tightly. The other maid who had been screaming, fainted from shock. My brother Heath was next to show up, and he let out a soft gasp at the situation.
The gorgeous beauty in the garden earlier soon showed up with white roses in her hands. But once she saw the bloody bedroom, she let them fall to the floor, and her jaw dropped in disbelief. A look of pure horror filled her eyes. I still was unsure of who she was, this strange woman in my family home. But now was not the time to ponder about who she was and why she was here. I had to handle the situation at hand. Looking at my parents’ bodies, I could tell my father was holding something in his hand. Slowly I walked over to his side of the bed where he lay facing down. Gently, I pried his fingers apart.
I removed the bloody object that he was holding onto so tightly when he was murdered. It was a golden pendant with the picture of a woman. Looking more closely at it and wiping the blood off of it, I recognized the woman in the picture as the gorgeous beauty that was now softly sobbing. It was her – albeit a younger version. Looking back at my parents slaughtered bodies, my heart dropped at the sudden realization of what this all meant. This very tragic event was about to change the world and my life as I knew it. I felt a lump in my throat as tears welled up in my eyes. Of all the emotions that now flooded me, despair was the one that was strongest. My parents were the most powerful Warlock King & Witch Queen to have ever ruled Eternia, a powerful witch kingdom. Tears of anger flowed down my cheeks as fury boiled deep inside of me.
“Who would do such a thing?” I said quietly, my voice now filled with anger and disgust.
In the background, I could hear soft sobs of the maid, who I still held closely to. My younger brother Heath softly spoke up, “I do not know but whosoever done this will surely pay with their own life.” His voice was filled with the anger and fury that matched my own.
The red-headed beauty slowly walked over to my dead mother’s body and took her hands, softly. She said, “My dearest Aunt Zaleria” as she kissed my mother’s bloody hand. Tears running down her cheeks, she then steps away slowly and looks at me with great sorrow in her eyes. She touches my shoulder as she walks out of the room. For a brief moment, I could see into her very soul. I could tell my mother was someone of great importance to her. I felt her sadness deep within my own body. I felt her deep heartbreak, and it touched me.
The maid who was bawling in my arms has now calmed down, and left the room with the other maid who had fainted earlier. It was just my brother and I left alone. We stood in silence looking at the bodies. Hot tears of anger were now flowing heavily down both our faces., but something in my peripheral vision caught my attention. In the far corner of the room was a black raven feather. I walked over to it and slowly picked it up to study it. A raven feather could only mean one thing: my Aunt Morgana. A raven feather was always her calling card and somehow, I got the feeling she had some sort of involvement in the grisly murder of my parents.
Within moments, our family security was now in the room. The head security officer was now taking over the scene. "
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EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER ONE: DARIUS:
"“Who was she?” I wondered to myself as I closed my eyes, breathing in her soft scent that was now in the air. It was not a strong scent but it was there, enough for me to catch a whiff of it. Intoxicated by it, I yearned for her. To feel her soft lips on my own as I touched her delicate flesh. To hear her soft whisper in my ear as I hold her in my arms, as I kiss her deeply. Closing my eyes again, I imagine her with me now, feeling the heat of her body as I gaze into her gorgeous eyes.
A blood-curdling scream suddenly shook me back to reality. It was coming from upstairs, where my parents’ room was. Quickly, I turned around and sprinted up the stairs towards the scream. When I had reached the source of the scream, my eyes widened in disbelief and horror. What met my eyes, was a bloody scene. What was once a white pristine bedroom suite, was now covered in blood. In the bed, lay the two bodies: both my mother and father. They were slaughtered in their sleep. Their maid who was now bawling, ran into my arms as I held her tightly. The other maid who had been screaming, fainted from shock. My brother Heath was next to show up, and he let out a soft gasp at the situation.
The gorgeous beauty in the garden earlier soon showed up with white roses in her hands. But once she saw the bloody bedroom, she let them fall to the floor, and her jaw dropped in disbelief. A look of pure horror filled her eyes. I still was unsure of who she was, this strange woman in my family home. But now was not the time to ponder about who she was and why she was here. I had to handle the situation at hand. Looking at my parents’ bodies, I could tell my father was holding something in his hand. Slowly I walked over to his side of the bed where he lay facing down. Gently, I pried his fingers apart.
I removed the bloody object that he was holding onto so tightly when he was murdered. It was a golden pendant with the picture of a woman. Looking more closely at it and wiping the blood off of it, I recognized the woman in the picture as the gorgeous beauty that was now softly sobbing. It was her – albeit a younger version. Looking back at my parents slaughtered bodies, my heart dropped at the sudden realization of what this all meant. This very tragic event was about to change the world and my life as I knew it. I felt a lump in my throat as tears welled up in my eyes. Of all the emotions that now flooded me, despair was the one that was strongest. My parents were the most powerful Warlock King & Witch Queen to have ever ruled Eternia, a powerful witch kingdom. Tears of anger flowed down my cheeks as fury boiled deep inside of me.
“Who would do such a thing?” I said quietly, my voice now filled with anger and disgust.
In the background, I could hear soft sobs of the maid, who I still held closely to. My younger brother Heath softly spoke up, “I do not know but whosoever done this will surely pay with their own life.” His voice was filled with the anger and fury that matched my own.
The red-headed beauty slowly walked over to my dead mother’s body and took her hands, softly. She said, “My dearest Aunt Zaleria” as she kissed my mother’s bloody hand. Tears running down her cheeks, she then steps away slowly and looks at me with great sorrow in her eyes. She touches my shoulder as she walks out of the room. For a brief moment, I could see into her very soul. I could tell my mother was someone of great importance to her. I felt her sadness deep within my own body. I felt her deep heartbreak, and it touched me.
The maid who was bawling in my arms has now calmed down, and left the room with the other maid who had fainted earlier. It was just my brother and I left alone. We stood in silence looking at the bodies. Hot tears of anger were now flowing heavily down both our faces., but something in my peripheral vision caught my attention. In the far corner of the room was a black raven feather. I walked over to it and slowly picked it up to study it. A raven feather could only mean one thing: my Aunt Morgana. A raven feather was always her calling card and somehow, I got the feeling she had some sort of involvement in the grisly murder of my parents.
Within moments, our family security was now in the room. The head security officer was now taking over the scene. "
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