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Pure Darkness Of Lust

Pure Darkness Of Lust

Terezka Hornakova

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This story is about a girl who has a lot of fantasies In her mind, the question is will she get trapped in her fantasies or will she make a promise with something that'll make her life full of regret?

Chapter 1 The Beginning

There's this figure stood in my way, my question is who could it be? I slowly creep up behind the figure, I can hear it breath as if there was an angry beast in front of me. I couldn't help it but I kept coming closer and closer to the figure until I was able to touch its back, I slowly touched the figure and it turned around to face me.

It was dark as if there was no light on earth but somehow I saw red eyes glowing piercing through my soul, I felt as if I couldn't move as if I was frozen in ice but what was utterly weird was that I felt such a strong sexual desire to this figure and all of a sudden I felt a snarling bite piercing through my skin, I flinched as the pain was shooting sharp spasms throughmy neck leaving me breathless, I saw the figure enjoying the view of me suffering but instead of feeling angry I..I...felt relieved somehow. I find myself opening my eyes just to see that I was in my bedroom "ugh why do I always have the weirdest dreams!" I cried. I was super lazy to get up from bed, so I tried to fall asleep again but then I hear my phone go "ding" I frustratedly got up and checked my phone.

It was my friend asking what we are going to do this Saturday. Obviously I love the paranormal so I texted "how about we go explore the abandoned hospital that's near our neighbourhood" and my friend started to spam me as usual that it's "too scary" but then surprisingly she texted "let's do it" and as soon as she texted that I started jumping up and down from excitement but strangely I felt that sharp pain in my neck and I flinched as soon as I touched it, it felt as if the dream was real.

I went to the bathroom to check what's on my neck and it looked like a vampire had bitten my neck, I started laughing at the fact that I thought a vampire bit me but as soon as I started laughing the pain got worse making me cough blood, I started panicking I felt as if my insides were getting crushed, my eyes were swollen surrounded by black veins and my lips squirting out black blood which made me feel turned on. I slowly started touching myself until I felt the figures presence behind my back making me ache to see more. The lights were red I felt this unusual desire that I can't describe its so strong, the figure came close, I can feel his breathing on my skin making me get goosebumps, without a warning or fear I move closer to the figure wanting to feel its touch. The figure was staring at me with its red glowing eyes ,obviously I couldn't help it but to make eye contact with it, the figure was super close to me and it slowly held its arm out but then without me realising its hand is grabbing my neck roughly, I felt more excited as the lights started to flicker red and black, it felt as if I was in hell making love with satan. The figure was just stood there as if it wasn't real, I wanted to touch it but it disappeared, only to find out it was another dream and I was back in my bedroom.

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