Follow the extraordinary journey of Letavia, a young 24 year old young woman haunted by a relentless void of darkness that threatens to consume her. She is transported each night to a secluded and mysterious small town nestled in the heart of New O...
"What initially led you here?" Joseph asked me. I hated going back to the feelings of that exact moment. "If you don't want to remember it, I can tap into your consciousness and see it for myself. If that's okay with you." He said to me. "Go ahead." I said to him. He walked up to me, turning my chair to face him in one swift motion. He cups my face between his hands and put his forehead against mine.
Instantly I'm there, running from that dark void. Then it all plays out exactly the way it did the other night. He pulls his forehead away from mine and looks me deep in the eyes. I break this eye contact by looking over at his brother Lucien. Who seemed to have the sense of knowing in his eyes. He knew something that I didn't, they both did.
They seemed to exchange messages telepathically. Their whole demeanor changed and they were acting so strange. As though I was a fragile little girl that they had to watch over and protect. It's so odd to see the switch up take place. "We're gonna have to make sure that every-time you show up in our world you're in our home and not outside of it.That way you remain protected from the storm." He said, before getting up and walking out of the dining room. I felt this sense of longing to be touched by him again.
Felt so upset, it made me want to rebel against him and everything he just said. But that was the immature part of me. I groaned in displeasure. I get up and walk straight to Joseph's room. I open the door without knocking. To see him looking out the window. I walk in and close the door behind me. "To what do I owe this pleasure of being graced with your presence?" He asked me, still looking out the window.
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"Who are you to me?" I asked, but was met with no answer. "I know that your brother and I do not have this kind of strange atomic connection." I said. Still nothing. " Why am I feeling this way towards you?" I ask. "There are certain things you will know as time progresses. Until then I recommend you take the pleasure in the bliss of ignorance." He said to me. I felt my whole body heat up. I felt so sick. I walk out of the room closing the door behind me and running to my room. I shut the door and lock it. I run to the bathroom and bend over the toilet. Throwing up the embarrassment I felt.
I took it upon myself to clean myself up and walk to the library that was here. I roamed the halls until I found it. As I stepped into the large library, a sense of awe washed over me. The room was a sanctuary of knowledge and history, a treasure trove of books and secrets.
The walls were lined from floor to ceiling with towering bookshelves made of rich, dark wood that seemed to stretch on endlessly. The shelves held a vast collection of leather-bound tomes, their spines adorned with intricate gold lettering and patterns. Dust motes danced in the slivers of soft, filtered light that filtered through heavy curtains.
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A grand fireplace with an ornate mantle commanded one wall, its hearth lined with antique leather armchairs, inviting one to sit and lose themselves in a good read. A rolling ladder leaned against the shelves, providing access to the books on the highest shelves, a reminder of the room's grandeur.
The scent of aged paper and leather filled the air, a comforting and nostalgic fragrance. I could see globes, maps, and ancient artifacts scattered throughout the room, each holding its own piece of history.
In the center of the library, an imposing wooden table stood, strewn with open books and handwritten notes. An oversized chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden glow over the room, highlighting the intricate details of the furnishings and the books that held centuries of knowledge.
The large home castle library was a place of serenity, where one could immerse themselves in the wisdom of the ages, surrounded by the hushed whispers of stories and secrets waiting to be discovered. It was a room where time seemed to stand still, inviting exploration and the promise of endless adventures through the written word. I started looking through the different titles.
I heard the doors close and not long after I turned around to see Joseph. I broke eye contact from his and simply walked past him. I went in and out of the isles, being trialed by this man. As I entered a new isle, I turn around. He's standing here with a huge bulge in his pants. Before I could make a move he had lifted me up and had my back against the wall.
My legs wrapped around him. My lips smacked against his and before I knew it my dress was halfway down and my bare breasts were on display. He grunts and cups one of them into his hands, squeezing it gently. I whimpered in pleasure. He sucks it and continues to kiss my neck and then my cheek and then back to my lips.
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I pushed my core against his manhood, ready for action. But he seemed to refuse it. "Why do we feel this way towards each other?" I asked in between kisses. "Because you are my." Before I could hear his words. I was pulled into this void of blackness. A woman's voice came to me. "The key to getting a break from them is Lemon Balm, verbena, and St. John's Wort. Everything went black and then I awoke in my bathtub at home.
