1. The Killing Beauty Chapter 1


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    the air. Wind blows at ms me from all four directions and pushes away Aubrey and her dead army. By the time it is gone, I have secured my feet down on the ground. There my wicked sister stands, far from me. She turns behind her and sees that her weak army is lying dead on the ground like before, dry bones without any flesh. She roars louder while sharp, long nails emerge from her hands. Then she leaps into the air rapidly after me, arching like a cat when it is about to launch on its prey. I spin again and wind comes back from all four directions. With astounding swiftness, it wraps me up and hits Aubrey off me. She is thrown on top of the piled bones. The moment I cease spinning, the wind is gone too. I step towards her while she groans up to her feet. “How have you become so powerful, you witch? I am Queen of the Dead. No one defeats me that easily.” With these words, she points her fingers at me and vanishes away like ash scattered by wind. The truth is she turns herself into ash and drops out of sight along with the heap of skeletons she is standing on. I am never going to see her again; which doesn’t mean that she will not return for me. For now, dad and I are safe. “Mia,” a voice says behind me. I turn around quickly. Dad? He stands dressed in his ragged clothes. His breaths are quick and exhausted. I flee after him and pitch myself into his arms. Did he see everything happen? I am silently wondering when he hugs me and asks politely, “Who were you fighting with?” ...
    “Ashley, dad—she is not dead.” When I first set my foot at Brunswick High, boys seemed to swoon over my presence. I know. Dad always tells me I look like a goddess. At first I used to laugh and brush his words aside like they were mere jokes. He is right. I have the blood of a goddess flowing in my veins. My mother died from the curse of Aubrey’s mom. Yes, Aubrey is my step sister, whose mother happened to be a witch. Her mom hated mine, and never took a moment to rest until she had done something terrible to her. It was her wish to kill us both. She only managed to kill her anyway. My mom cursed her back to keep me alive. That’s the reason I am breathing this morning. If it weren’t for mom’s curse, I would have been good dead too just like her. This dress reminds me of my late sister, Aubrey. She was born by a witch. She was one throughout her life. They burnt her to death three years ago. Her story is somewhat painful. Yet there is nothing I can do about it. I sigh to myself as I head to seat down on my bed. Zoe's party will be tomorrow night. She invited me there herself. There is no way I am going to miss it. When I fall asleep, I see his face. He is a stranger. I don't think I have met him somewhere. His eyes are cold; his skin is pale and frightening. He does not look human to me. Who could he be? First, I am Mia Ashton. I have never seen my mother face to face. She died the moment shortly after giving birth to me. Dad tells me she was a goddess, beautiful like no woman he ...
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