The bride of satana

THE BRIDE Of SATAN.

How did I got hear? Sameerah wondered , turning again towards the mud of huts .A thick forest surrounded the place, it leafless tree making ominous shapes in the deepening dark. She shivered. This was no place of comfort. A sense of foreboding cluctched at he chest . Suddenly, she saw a woman on horseback , galloping towards her down a narrow path cut through woods . She stood transfixed unable to do anything but watch and wait .
The woman was wearing a deep black robe, very unlike the dress worn by humans, on her feet were pointed nails. A dark, hooded cloak flapped wildly  as she drew nearer on her black steed , her piercing eyes glaring at sameerah. She drew the horse up to a walk . Never averting her eyes from
hers . The were scary steel dark eyes she had never seen before , which seemed to belong her against her will.
" What  do you want?: Sameerah screamed -her voice shrill Whit terror. "What do you want from me?  She screamed again. Something magnetic then pulled her from behind.
No! She screamed , wrestling Whit a creature she could not see "let go" she struck it, and it shrank back in the shadows. She then saw the woman dismounting the steed, heading straight for her. The same invisible one made love to her, the orgasmic pleasure of which she felt as she sruggled to resist the act."No!No! No!" She cried out, her strength waning ; and suddenly, she was awakened to the horror of a frightening dream. She looked around the room ; there was no woman ,no forest, no horse. Only the darkness of the room and thumping of her own heart .A chilly city breeze played with the  crisp Yellow curtains that framed her room window. Painting and soaked with sweat, sameerah groped around the bed for farmiliar objects. There was a ceiling fan above , whose blades rolled and ventilated the room; her clothes were packed in one corner of the room; she had a teady by  hey she had a teddy by her  there was a novel she was reading, and a Bible and a Bible placed by her pillow side she continued gropping until her fingers clothes around something cold and metallic it's was the cruelfix her grandmother had bought for her to resist the current nightmare still trembling with fried Samira mommed Into the Darkness our father which are the heaven hallowed by the name she had memorize the Lord prayer early in life from mama's constant in vocations Joe born a Muslim mama had changed her faith to attend the Catholic Church after sameerahs after mother, her only child died, at child birth. She hard hard also inclcated the cartilage Creed in Samira and the where both members of s. t Augustine Catholic Church.
   Sameerah rubbed the sleep the sleep from a eye what the time? She asked and looked until the clock across the wall it was 7:15 she then yand loudly covering her mouth with her right hand palm and briefly at the end of the bird before she's stood and sounded out of the room half dressed with a rapper around her breast she quickly left for mama's room good morning ma good morning my daughter how was your night it wasn't fine at all responded Samira ,she yawned again, I keep having the same dream at night I am tired of this terrible experience it scared me each time I have it mama was standing at her vanity her back to Samira I should listen to her expression of frustration a matching from her record nightmares dressed in buba on top of a rapper made of Ankara wax Mama look lovely at seventy then the Nollywood star everyone said she resembled, what was the dream all about this time around did anything make love to you again she asked! absently telling this and the necklace from the jewelry box that line a front of her dresser Samira hesitated waiting until mama herself turned back , and invisible thing that had violated her in her dream when several finished she turned around exchange look on her face describe the lady on husband to me again she said mama with a line of consign on her face,I remember when your mother was young ,she was fond of horse games for it several listening wrapped attention to her grandmother narrated her mother's childhood experience mama's eyes was well with water looking into sameerahs as she continued I think she's out to play with you and not to harm you at all so my darling daughter you shouldn't take it for ominous sign:it is rather a nice experience to encounters on one's dead mother in a dream she may perhaps tell you something someday that maybe beneficial to you existence on earth sameerah had Mama interpretation but it wasn't just too difficult for her to agree how could her mother ever help an invisible team to make love to her more so that what she saw in dreams was scary not friendly so it couldn't have been her mother okay mama Samira started what about the strange thing that makes love to me? is that also my father I need to know because  this explanation sound ridiculous mama I know something is wrong with me though I can't say what but I know that something is wrong she concluded biting her lower lips to stop it from quivering ,mama realized the truth in samiras observation and pounded for a while then she asked what is really what that thing that makes love to you what is it what does it look like can you describe it ?no I can't mama, I can't describe it, it comes in different images last week it was the image of one of my colleagues in the university ,3 days ago it was Mr chooks our neighbor across the road but overnight it was purely invisible I don't even know what face it will bring tonight I'm really fed up of this horrible experience. do you have only sexual dreams or what else you express is sleep asked mama? quite a number of things all of them fighting like see myself close to an oceanic path streaming underneath the sea being pressed down on my sleep, see myself falling of the height of a mountain ,eating in a state of sleep and kind and caring for children all dreams okay said mama .I will do something about it I quite agree with you that it's not ordinary I'll see what to do about it. please do something about this mama do something about it else I'll kill myself mama ,darling don't worry I'll do something about it you will not die mama consoled her grandchild, the mirror wanted to say much she wanted to tell her grandmother how have you been how to fight she was going to bed every night she wanted to tell her that she sometimesfelt some evil present that nobody See's or feel. But instead she nodded in silence and turned to prepare for office that Monday morning
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  Samira was pretty enough to be wounded by any man she came across she was tall slim and light in complexion with a slender waste but a heavy hip she often flashed her white slave crave via is seducive gaze and her white teeth across has smoothly in a lustful smile that usually form deep holes on her cheeks to every admiral for beauty, with her distinctive ruling rolling gait,tense of male admirer of her beauty had fallen to her needs .she hadher first degree in economics and graduated with a upper class division only to pursue a masters in business administration  few years later she recently secured and employment in A reputable establishment called an oil and gas mainstream, though she had economics survivor , she  earn more than she could expand on her self and her grandmother her problem was her recruit dream and her failure to sustain any suitors, month afterattention for approximately a month though she had retained beyond that period of time had usually ended up being consumed by setting disaster as a result of which she  was never promised a wedding ring . One different occasions,she had a fiance in various name Mr ayinde who jilted a month into dating, :Eric David,the young industrious EDO man,who started doubting her romantic skills three weeks into their meeting, Alhaji bakoAbdullahi, whom she turned down a week after she had consented: Mr babatunde Bello, who was knocked down and killed in an auto crash third month into their relationship and Sam nwankwo, whose business fortune had started to dwindle after their first sexual encounter; and losts more who's fate seems to fail after a fling.
Thus sameerah was ALDO a comfortable beautiful girl at 25 she was always sad and apparently grief streaking and if she smile at all it was a sorrow concealed in a facial daylight there was what there was indeed her concerned this Monday morning on her way to off this having suffered her usually nightmare experience overnight with a normal promise from mama to emulate her flight she was probably going again to be admired by those who might end up breaking her heart I shall arrived at her office gate aligning  quietly from her Honda Accord car so something practically strange happened to her admiring a young man not at her age rather than being admired .a colleges who hated seeing her face was the one who she admired ,she saw ebere pack his best car in the company's lot. then something invisible whisper to profile have that she must go right away to secure his heart these guy is ver handsome don't you see it's whispered in her mind ,his handsome s confirming the silent whisper is this not a ebere she asked herself marveling at his elegant look he looks different more handsome and admirable this early morning she said, he is a chatted accountant , unmarried a cute young man tall in his black suit. What kind of idiosity was this been distracted by a young man in age really , ebere was expressionally cutethis Monday morning fabulous strong features, short dark hair it was only his look but also the way he was carrying himself this very Monday, not in the rotally attractive  way of those handsome men around nearly all of who looked as though they could skip up mountains, he very look strong too but it was as much as an  acquired sent as if you had grown out of the earth as semerah looked ather driver side door she cast a looseful look at him ,she loved the way he's stood feet slightly apart his hand downly with a key to his benze in this romantic landing of his heart she was transported out of her place to another word entirely where there was only herself and this young man, oh god he's better than being good this guy is splendid she mused silently whenever, so has directly she said she again just smile and he said hello you should say hi the inner voice had which part in her but how could that be possible with someone who hated her face and style of living they had now met inside the elevator and exchange a momentary glanse hello good morning ebere said , morning how was your night ?sleep fyn and u ,ebere refused to answer starting at the lifs door Whit a frown. Samira felt hurts, then ashamed it was so incredibly stupid of her within a breed of stay in the company a very new  to be furious a young lady with loot some character different kinds of men had come to pick her up after the close of work more so it was lately rumor that she was dating the director .Samira was there for not his kind of friend to ever he   was a brilliant young man with a promising career. in his choosing end of your Love to die with people of quality. thinking nothing ,was now at the fifth floor and a very stepped out altering a word while Samira continuing her flight to the seventh floor where she later step out of the elevator into a corridor decorated in shade of testful braand worked down the hot was the door of her office ,embarrassment not whistanding she felt like taking more steps to win his heart she was intimately encourage to do it by the inner voice she felt like going to Ebers office right now ,she went pretending  to use a telephone ,then seducing him into a date she felt the need, she feltthe uge she felt the necessity to keep a date with this promising young man but such a mental impulse was not hers it was the invisible one.
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