Jessica Robinson
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I spent the whole night crying, angry and confused. I couldn't understand a thing. Why didn't Lothaire help Lucian, why was Lucian not coming home yet and where was Irene? Did Lothaire do something to her? If he could kill his son then he was capable of doing anything. What confused me the most was the reason Lothaire came here. If he didn't care for Lucian then why did he come here to take me with him? The morning came quickly with me not getting any sleep or any answers. The head maid Edith walked…
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Lucian woke up in the middle of the night, covered in sweat and out of breath. His heart was beating wildly inside his chest and his eyes were filled with tears. He had the same nightmare he had every night, where his brother killed him over and over again. It never ended, the pain and the suffering, even after he woke up. Lucian would feel as if his whole body was burning and slowly he would be unable to breathe because of the pain. Falling from his bed he would crawl on the floor struggling to get…
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I lay curled on the cold ground, hungry and scared. Pierre had only told me about the rats in the dungeon, but here I was, surrounded by cockroaches and spiders as well. I didn't know how many days I spent in this dark place where I could barely know if it was day or night. I so longed to get out of here, to see the light again and breath in the scent of fresh air. To be able to walk under the sun and feel the taste of delicious food, but all that would come with a price. Pierre would not let me out of…
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Eyes wide, mouth open they stared at him for a while. Lucian began to worry. Did his appearance change? He needed a mirror. The man was the first to break the silence. "You are back. Please come and sit." Everyone followed him with their gaze as he made his way to the circle and sat down. The man cleared his throat and gave them a look so that they would stop staring and eventually they did. "So what's your name young man?" The man asked. "Lucian." "Lucian, I am John and this is my wife…
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"Is he dead?" "No. He is alive, but poor soul what happened to him?" "Did you say he crawled out of the well?" "Yes." "That's impossible." "It's true mother. I saw him, he looked like a monster." Lucian could hear the voices but he could barely speak or move. He couldn't even open his eyes to see the people talking about him. Crawling out of the well had taken the last amount of strength that he had left. "He is breathing." Lucian could feel someone touching him, even trying to lift…
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"Good morning, sweet wife." Lucian. My husband. His hair as dark as ever and his smile, brighter than the sun. He looked at me with those golden eyes filled with love. "Where have you been. I have been waiting for you." "I am always with, wherever you are." He smiled caressing my cheek with the back of his hand. I leaned into him wrapping my arms around his waist but I grasped thin air. He was gone, just like that. "Lucian?" I called carefully, fear creeping into my chest. "Lucian where…
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Vol.2 -Return of the Devil's Son- ------ A month had passed since Lucian's death, but it was only yesterday when I had accepted that he was gone, gone forever. I didn't know how long I had cried but it was the most painful thing I had gone through, even more, painful than Pierre's torture. I remembered the day he died. I had woken up in my chamber after losing consciousness. Pierre stood next to the bed and stared down at me with an ugly smirk on his face. "Snow White is finally awake!" he…
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Never had a sword touched him before and now he was feeling his flesh being cut time after time. Never had he missed to hit right before but now he was failing miserable. Rage filled his chest. Pierre would never have been able to enter the castle without help from inside which meant some of his men betrayed him. They even dared to poison him and now the poison was starting to do it's own magic. His heart was slowing down painfully making it difficult to breathe. His limbs became weak and his vision…
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I didn't know when a gasp escaped my lips because it felt like I could barely breathe, let alone make a sound. Lucian turned his head and when he saw me standing there his eyes widened. Unconsciously I took a few steps back then turned around and ran back to my room. My heart was beating wildly and I felt like throwing up. A heart? I just saw a beating heart. My head began to spin and I sat slowly down on the bed so that I wouldn't fall. I realized I was shaking slightly. I had seen people die before…
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Lucian stared up at the ceiling. Just what the hell happened last night? He was still confused. He had bitten Hazel, bitten her, and his teeth. He felt his teeth with his fingers, they were back to normal. Was it a dream maybe? He turned to Hazel. She was sleeping peacefully. His gaze traveled to her neck, he did indeed bite her. He could see the wound which strangely already healed and was now only a faint mark. What he found more strange was that he had wanted to bite her, it had felt so right to do…
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