Quiescence - Kenzhie A. (ebooks children's books free .txt) 📗

"My name is Endymion."

"Endymion..." She whispered my name softly like she is thinking deeply. "Your name sound familiar... Aw, crap! I can't remember it." She slapped her forehead in frustration.

"Do you want to come to my house?" I cannot understand why I am being drawn to this little girl. Her innocence and honesty is making me want her. 

"Um, I'm sorry but I can't. My aunt will be worried. She doesn't know I went here." She giggled and stared at me with those innocent bright blue eyes. My heart beat again for the first time after countless years and I suddenly lost my control. I forcefully grabbed her waist and pushed her on the tree nearby. She gasped, looking surprised but I did not give her an opportunity to protest or to think, I roughly claimed her mouth like a savage who had captured his young prey. She was appalled but then I heard her moan then I felt her mouth opened and her sweet tongue met mine. I am more drawn to her as her kiss is innocent and inexperienced. I wanted to teach her more as her lips kissed me back with fervent desire and full of innocent curiosity. I have never felt this hungry for any woman but this girl. I roamed my rough hands on her young body, her blossoming breasts are reacting to my warm fondling. I ran my fingers down her thigh and massaged it gently then I touched her already wet core. I grabbed both of her thighs and raised them up so they are locked on my waist. I cannot contain it anymore as my arousal is aching to take her innocence.

That's right Endymion. Take her innocence and take her young soul... The evil within me whispered and I was thankful as that made me wake up. I stared at Dahlia and then I closed my eyes tightly calming myself and when I opened them, my eyes are glowing bright gold. I stared at her surprised blue eyes as I willed her to forget everything.

"Forget what has happened here and forget about me. Go and live a cheerful life as you shine bright like the moon when you smile." I said gravely and stared at her dazed expression while she slowly drifted away from me... I turned my back on her, afraid that I might lose to my evil self and take her and her soul. She is young  and innocent and I cannot take her soul.

I went back to my empty house and stared at the bracelet made of black beads with a silver star pendant hanging to the clasp. I clasped the cheap bracelet on my wrist, smiling bitterly, as I realized I am not human and I should not feel the way they feel...

"Endymion, I am disappointed. Why did you let that girl's soul come to waste?" The dark lord which I have a contract, appeared in front of me, giving me a menacing smile.

"I cannot take it as she is pure." I smiled at him.

"How long can you control yourself, boy? I know you lust for her body. I will watch you suffer as you control your cravings for her body and soul." He sneered and disappeared. I was left furious and unsure as what he said was true. I now crave for that girl and I do not know how long will I last controlling my lust...

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Kenzhie A.

2013, December 24th, France

"Dahlia... I want you... I want your body... I want you, my beloved little girl... and I want your soul..." I heard a raspy, haunting voice whispering in my head, hypnotizing and seducing my body and soul.

"Who are you?" I whispered back, looking around the cold, dark, empty field. I can't see anything but snowflakes falling from the sky, clouding my peripheral vision. My bared feet are numb from walking on the thick snow yet strangely I don't feel cold but my mind knows it's cold. My eyesight suddenly caught a familiar old oak tree but oddly I can't remember why it looks familiar. I roamed my eyes to the vast surroundings, searching for that beautiful, enthralling voice. Nothing. I continued to walk and then out of nowhere, I saw an enormous manor, appeared out of nowhere, standing grotesquely, few meters away from me. My feet started towards the monstrous house but a strong gust of air and snow whisked harshly in front of me, scraping my fragile skin like a blade cutting through my cheeks, stopping me from moving forward. I winced not from pain but from the rusty taste of my blood which streamed down my cheeks and into the corner of my mouth.

"Stop! Do not come close! If you do I might not be able to control myself anymore... Go!"  The stranger's mysterious voice spoke again in a fiery, angry tone.

"But why? I don't understand..." I asked curiously and forced myself to move forward again. There was no answer. Then the strong wind disappeared and I was surprised as I am now facing the big antique door with iron hinges. I grabbed the iron door handle and pushed it open. The door creaked menacingly loud as it heavily opened. I entered the dark yet attractive interior of the manor. The ceiling is very high with artistic curves of dark wood, paneled marble walls with gold intricate designs. All the furniture are exquisitely charming and medieval. The dark red curtains draping on the huge windows are made of fine silk. Everything I see is screaming elegance and royalty like a a prince or a king is residing in this beautiful yet lonely enormous manor. "Hello? Anybody here? I am lost and came across your house.. Can you please tell me where am I?" I shouted yet only the cold silence answered me back. I walked and walked but I didn't see anyone then I saw a dark door is ajar from the west wing, tempting me to come and take a peek. As I am facing the front of the door, I hold my breath and slowly pushed the door wide open and my eyes beamed of fervent curiosity as I saw a very tall dark haired man with broad shoulders, facing his back to me. The room is dark with only a single vintage wall lighting sconce dimly lit.

"Hello--"

"I told you not to come." The mysterious man spoke in a clipped, raspy voice. 

"It was you!" I exclaimed incredulously as I came to recognize his familiar voice. The man slowly turned his head like a slow motion, to face me. I can't contain a gasp of pure awe and admiration as I met his golden eyes. I can't perfectly see his features as he is covered in the darkness of the room. However, just by gazing at those bewitching gold eyes, I am mesmerized. I slowly walked towards him like I was hypnotized. His golden eyes are oddly familiar like I once stared at those beautiful golden specs, admiring them. I am an artist and I am always captivated with anything beautiful and this man here is beyond beautiful.

"Do not come near me, human! I can smell your lustful desire!" He said in pure disgust and I don't know why I felt hurt by his harsh tone. My eyes slowly watered uncontrollably as his words pierced through my heart. Human? Isn't he human? Or simply because I'm just a plain looking human unlike him who has a superior beauty beyond any human such as myself? I felt insulted as I know I am no beauty. I'm not ugly yet my beauty is of any ordinary human girl. I also felt embarrassed as it seems my desire is quite transparent to him.

"I'm sorry I know I'm out of your league but you don't have to spit it on my face how ordinary I look." I lowered my head and was surprised to feel his warm rough hand touched my chin. How can he be in front of me so fast without hearing his footsteps? He walked stealthily like a panther targeting his prey. He raised my chin up and stared at my glistening eyes from tears. I gazed at him in wonder. I was completely awestruck. He is godly beautiful like a Greek god. His eyes are more beautiful in close distance, shimmering with a mixture of emotions I can't comprehend. His face is like, it was sculptured to perfection. A chiseled jaw that looks so strong, perfect straight nose, alluring lips that look like it will bring you to nirvana if it will brush your lips.

"Forgive my harsh words, my sweet Dahlia...I did not mean it that way... You are not ordinary. You are beautiful beyond comparison. I cannot take my eyes off you. For years I have been watching you everywhere even in your dreams. I cannot let you go even if I must..." He whispered gravely while caressing my wet cheeks. Strangely, my face has no trace of blood or scar from earlier, when my eyes accidentally glared at my reflection through the mirror that I now noticed is in front of me, the lighting became more illuminated as I saw some other vintage wall lighting sconces have been lit. He rested his forehead on the top of my head. He then gently kissed my forehead, my closed eyes, the tip of my nose, and the corner of my mouth. I heard him heaved a sigh. I looked up and met his burning gold eyes. I don't know why I can't open my mouth and let out a smart remark as I usually do in an awkward situation such as this. I'm just utterly speechless as I take in his blinding beauty. I wonder how can a man be this perfect, almost inhuman. His words also puzzling me. "Please forgive me, my lovely Dahlia as I cannot control it anymore." He spoke again in a husky tone and captured my mouth, kissing me passionately and hungrily like he was starved for a long time. His tongue forced my lips apart, asking for entrance and I willingly parted my lips, giving him complete access to the inside of my mouth.  My mind is  getting hazy as his tongue skillfully teased and urged me to kiss him back and I did, more than willing. I curled them with his and returned his hot kiss with the same intensity. I moaned in pleasure as I felt his warm touch roaming my body. "Oh you have grown into a beautiful woman, Dahlia..." He croaked enchantingly as his eyes devoured my already naked body. My eyes widen as I didn't notice that he'd already peeled off my cotton night dress and now I'm sprawled naked on his antique four-poster bed with red velvet bed cover tickling my bared back. I shyly covered my naked breast with my arms and looked away from his hot stare. "No, let me see you, love. Do not be embarrassed as you are perfect..." He whispered and took my hands away from my body. He kissed my every knuckles tenderly then slowly brushed his