1. The Succubae Seduction 2: The Twins, Chapter 9


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    anyone tell me?” “Language, son,” Lyden told him, though there was no heat in the rebuke. “Fuck language, Dad!” he snapped and the heart rate monitor started to alarm as his chest hurt from his anger. He was sick of everyone ignoring this question. “This is my body, and I want to know how bad I was hurt. I’m sick of everybody ignoring me. It will be my decision whether or not to let Areth heal me. It will be me who has to give up my abilities, but I want to know the facts before I decide.” “You don’t have to do this, son,” his mom said. “You could still live a normal life. There would just have to be a few… changes.” “You’re not answering my question, Mom. How. Bad. Am. I?” He stressed every word of the question. “They don’t want to answer,” Gloria said, reentering the small room, “because they don’t want to admit it to themselves yet. They’re afraid that by saying it, it’ll make it real. Yes, I’ll tell you and hope you don’t hate me for it.” Eldon almost told her he could never hate her, but she held up a hand, stopping him. “I appreciate that thought, Eldon, but you might end up resenting the person who told you, even though it wasn’t their fault. Add to that the fact that I’m unharmed, and you may resent me even more. I want you to know that if I could have stopped you from getting hurt, I would have. I also want you to know that no matter what your decision is, I’ll stay with you. You’ve proven yourself to be a man of integrity, and worthy of…” she trailed off and ...
    looked around the room. Her eyes landed on the heart monitor, still beeping rapidly. “I want you to take a deep breath and calm down before I tell you.” Eldon wanted to snap at her to just tell him, but he stopped. He understood why everyone was tip-toeing around his injuries now, even if he didn’t understand why they thought he’d actually hate them for telling him the truth. The ancient phrase, ‘Don’t shoot the messenger,’ came to mind. No one wanted to be the bearer of bad news. Just how bad off was he? Despite the morphine or whatever it was that was keeping his pain down, he started to hurt. His lower body felt like it was burning up and his left side started to itch with intensity. Unable to move to relieve himself, he nodded to his girlfriend—the ancient Greek goddess of love, Aphrodite, and even older embodiment of sin and lust, Lilith—and did as he was told. He drew in a deep breath, trying to ignore how much that hurt, and let it out with a measured pace. He repeated the process, until his heart rate dropped below one-hundred. She told him. At first he stared at her. He didn’t want to believe what she’d said. His spine was shattered? But his legs burned! How could he be missing his left leg from the knee down? His left kidney was also failing after being punctured by debris in the crash. His left arm was shattered, and the doctors said he’d never have full use of it again. That wasn’t all. The debris that punched through his kidney came out through his crotch. He’d been ...
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