Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
That had nearly happened to Hanna. Her parents had seriously thought about institutionalizing her because they thought she was schizophrenic. It had been her Aunt Luna who saved her, giving up a lucrative practice as a Medium in California to move back to Tampa and be close to her troubled and Gifted niece.
Hanna would forever be grateful to her aunt—who was rather eccentric but also sweet and caring. She had become Hanna and her sister Samantha’s guardian after their parents were killed in a car accident when Hanna was thirteen and Sam was sixteen. And her wards had always worked to keep Hanna safe…until the Dark Entity, that was.
Pushing that thought aside, Hanna finished the salt circle and decided she could finally take a shower and go to bed. She scrubbed her body with the harsh bar soap which was all she could afford and washed her long hair with cheap shampoo she’d gotten at the Dollar Store. Then she dried herself and dragged on a raggedy old sleep shirt—holey but clean and comfortable—and went back to the main room of her studio apartment.
Dawn was only half an hour away when she finally collapsed, exhausted, onto the lumpy fold-out couch mattress. She thought about trying to stay up until the light started peeking in the windows—the Dark Entity had only ever come to her at night and she was more vulnerable when she was sleeping because her guard was down. But she felt like she just couldn’t hold her eyelids open one more second.
With a little moan of pure weariness, she crawled under the scratchy bargain sheets she’d found on clearance and laid her head on the lumpy pillow. In the kitchen nook, Abuelita was humming faintly to herself and making something that smelled like vanilla caramel flan. The soothing scents mixed with the sage incense lulled Hanna into a state of calm.
With a sigh, she let her eyes drift closed and fell into a dreamless sleep…only to be woken a few minutes later by a cold voice speaking in her ear.
3
HANNA
“Why hello, Hanna…how are you tonight? Are you hungry for my touch?”
Hanna’s eyes flew open and she saw what she had been dreading—the burning red eyes were staring at her from just outside her window.
“No!” Her voice was a low croak filled with fear. “You can’t come in! I warded the apartment against you! I washed the windows with full moon water and used sage incense in my warding! You can’t come in!”
“Oh, can’t I?”
The burning red eyes floated through the glass as though there was nothing in the way at all. They seemed to leer at her from the foot of the bed and she could feel the hungry lust of the Dark Entity as he stared at her.
Hanna’s heart was pounding but she still had the unbroken line of salt around her bed. That had kept the Dark Entity out so far. Mostly he came to hover just outside the salt ring and leer at her.
“I…I’m not afraid of you,” she told him, trying to believe it was true. “You can’t cross my warded circle! Just leave me alone!”
“Is that what you truly think?” Suddenly the burning red eyes were floating towards her. Then they were hovering right over her—right over the bed!
Hanna’s skin broke out in goose-bumps as the temperature plummeted. When a terrified gasp escaped her, she could see a plume of her own breath in the frigid air.
“N-n-no!” Her teeth were chattering, though she couldn’t tell if it was with fear or cold. “N-no—leave me al-lone!”
“Now why would I do that, my sweet little Hanna? I want you for my own.”
“W-why would you w-want m-me?” she asked. “P-please—just leave me alone!”
“Never. Your power called to me and so I came. You will be mine—mine entirely. I will take you to the Demon Realm and you will suck my cock and drink my burning cum for all eternity!”
Horrible images suddenly invaded Hanna’s head. She saw her pale, lifeless body lying rigid on the bed, her hazel eyes wide open and staring at nothing. Then she saw her spirit—her ghost—being dragged down and down into the darkness…into a pit of endless night filled with suffering souls that screamed and begged to die even though they were already dead, that prayed for the light that never came…
“No!” she screamed breathlessly but it came out as a whisper. She tried to sit up, to get away, but a cold weight had settled on her chest, making it difficult to breathe and impossible to move.
“You will be mine,” the Dark Entity told her again. “As soon as you surrender to me and give me your body, I will be able to take your soul.”
“Never!” Hanna whispered. She understood now what he was saying—that the moment she willingly gave him her body, he would be able to take control of her spirit as well. “Never!” she vowed again. “You disgust me! You…you might rape me but I’ll never give in willingly!”