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Morning,
The Mercy Trilogy is on #SALE for the first time ever
3 full length novels are included in this trilogy.
All for only $3.99
Amazon Link: http://amzn.to/1LrBdMo
#Bestseller #Dark #erotica #Thriller #indiemustbeseen #LucianBane #FreeonKU
The Mercy Trilogy is on #SALE for the first time ever
3 full length novels are included in this trilogy.
All for only $3.99
Amazon Link: http://amzn.to/1LrBdMo
#Bestseller #Dark #erotica #Thriller #indiemustbeseen #LucianBane #FreeonKU
Happy Monday
Good Morning,
I have a bit a of news for you. A sale and a snippet from my WIP.
The Mercy Trilogy is on Sale for just $3.99.
Amazon Link: http://amzn.to/1LrBdMo
And I have a snippet from my WIP that is releasing in just 10 days to show you.
Desecrating Solomon: A Forbidden Romantic Thriller
Snippet
Silence closed her eyes and focused, bringing her jittery mind and erratic pulse back into her control. Again.
She was finally there. In The Hallower Chamber. She didn’t permit herself to look about but her peripheral said she’d been wrong. The torture devices and horrific tools she’d imagined hanging from the ceiling and walls, did not exist. She prayed for immediate forgiveness for thinking it would or should.
Six years. She could hardly believe it had passed. Six years as Silence ended today. The dream was seared into her mind, just as her lips had been seared shut in it. She’d delivered the nightmare to Master and by his gifts, he interpreted the meaning. Contemplative Silence. She was to become that. She was to become Contemplative Silence, and she had. For six years to the day.
Master said she was special, not ill. That’s why she was chosen. She didn’t have to hate her visions and dreams anymore. People still looked at her with fear, but since Master came into her life and embraced the dreams and visions, called her curse a gift and her visions the illustrious voice of God, Silence had gained acceptance. Mostly. More importantly, the Queen approved.
Silence carefully slid her gaze to the single door leading in. Decorative black metal held the thick wood slats together. The entire room was black—walls, ceilings, floor—all a rough stone painted a shiny looking onyx. But empty except for the single slab of granite in the shape of a hobbit table where she sat in her ceremonial graduation gown that literally stole her breath. It reminded her of the wet binding cloth Master used to wrap her in for hours to teach her about restraint. Only this one was blood red. She’d never worn anything so pretty, even if she couldn’t breathe well. She saw herself as a single drop of blood—or life force, in the middle of the black room.
Would Master be the one to usher in the final phase? She secretly hoped so. She’d never met the Order’s Queen. She was not permitted to look upon her. Nobody but Master was allowed. Many speculated about the Queen and what she looked like. But Silence didn’t. She worried Master would somehow find out and punish her for the blasphemy. He seemed to be able to read her mind at times. And even though he’d trained her personally in the holy arts of pain and fear, she preferred to not test him. She was strong—he’d said so many times—but there were countless days she believed that by sheer faith. She didn’t feel strong. Or brave. Just the opposite. So many days she was tempted with the dark fears, the destructive ones that threatened the Order’s way. But the holy fear and pain, those were gifts from her Master’s hands. And only complete submission to it could provide the divine power she needed to fulfill her role as the Queen’s chosen Redemptrix.
Her calm insides jolted at the clang of the outer door leading to The Hallower. She stared straight ahead in deferent obedience, eyes cast to the floor. The door opened and her peripheral vision said the nude form was indeed Master. She let out a silent breath mixed with sickness and relief.
She kept herself perfectly still as he shut the door. One metal clank… then two… then three. Her heart hammered in her ears despite her steady breaths. It was always this way, no matter how practiced she was with Master’s training. Her body knew. Her mind and muscles remembered.
“Sweet Silence,” he said when he stood before her.
She stared at his hardened phallus, leaning to place the customary kiss on the butterfly tattoo wrapping its length. He stopped her with a pointer finger on her forehead.
“Not this time.”
Again Silence braced, mostly in confusion. She didn’t remember a single time when he didn’t require the Butterfly Kiss. She still remembered the day he had the vision to get the tattoo. The butterfly on the phallus symbolized that the lost would be ushered to heaven’s door by the seed of Master. During her Silent Contemplation she’d marveled over his interpretation, glad that he seemed to be getting some of her gifts.
She hoped he got all of them.
“You look beautiful in your graduation gown, Silence.” He stroked that same finger along her face, beginning with her temple. Her mind flashed with past disciplines he’d put her through. There was no part of her body he’d not trained in some way, for some sacred reason.
“Thank you, Master.”
She listened closely to his unsteady breaths, thick with the scent of fermented juice. “Are you nervous?”
“No, Master.”
The several grunts followed by strained groans told her he was having divine revelations. “Six years of Silence to usher in the final phase.” The withered words came with the glide of his finger over her lips, lingering long enough for her to know what he wanted. But when she parted her lips to suck, he drew it away, bringing another surprise. “Are you ready, little one?”
“Yes, Master.” The bad fears made her breaths shallow as she struggled with old flight or fight instincts. Why wouldn’t he let her suck it? It was always the not knowing parts that got her, it always was. What he would do each time. He liked surprising her. It had become an unspoken duel between them—her to anticipate, and him to be unpredictable.
A gasp escaped her as she fumbled with the reigns on her control. Master was the one person she would always fear. She was supposed to fear him and only him. Fearing him was allowed, it was good, it was expected, demanded.
Think of the Hallowing Ceremony. Graduating to the next phase. Six years of silence is over.
Sudden terror hit her as she remembered. The dream. The vision for her new name. There had been none.
“So much fear, little one.’His voice croaked with disappointment as he tilted her face up with that same finger, now under her chin. “I am sure you’re eager for your new name.” He began a slow trek to the right of her, his finger gliding off as he went. Silence refused to allow her gaze to stray from straight before her. He’d had the dream? The vision? “I too, am ready to hear it.”
He’d not. Terror raced back in and she swallowed at what this might mean. “There was none.” Her voice rang out with a strength despite the quiver in her gut.
His deep low chuckle behind her, tickled along her spine. “I know,” he whispered, his mouth suddenly at her ear. “Because I was given the dream this time.”
The beat of her heart became a wallop in her chest. Breathe, Silence.
“I’m sure you’re eager to know it?” he said lightly, slowly coming back around on her left now.
“I am excited to learn it.”
“And I’m excited to tell you.” He came to stand exactly before her again. Silence gripped her dress in tight fists as he placed his hands on either side of her head. He pulled her to his phallus, moving his hips side to side lightly. She waited for his direction, knowing not to engage until he communicated firmly. “I had a vision of your new name, little one. A vision of a hand writing on the wall next to my bed.” The tip of his penis stroked errantly over her cheek and lips, meandering and without purpose. “Do you know what it said, sweet angel?”
She shook her head only barely. “No, Master.”
His fingers suddenly bit down in her hair, pulling harder than he'd ever done before. She fought to look him in the eyes the way he always insisted when milking for his essence. But he shoved so far in so quickly and she hadn’t had time to relax her throat, already it burned and hurt. “Talk to me Silence. One last time before you leave,” he growled, grabbing the hair on top of her head while he pinched her nose shut. “Tell Master how much you will miss him. How you will never forget him. How you will only think of him,” he hissed, pounding his penis harder against her throat.
Silence struggled to give him what he wanted, but her body refused, it always did.
“Tell me!” he ordered between grunts and thick groans.
She tried again. She tried so hard.
His fist shot down and slammed into her forehead. A familiar numb buzzing filled her skull and ears. “Tell me Silence, tell me how much you’ll miss me while you fuck our sacrifice!”
She did it in her mind. She screamed until she had no more breath. She screamed as loud and hard as she could, like he wanted her to, but it came as silence. Something had broken inside her years ago. She couldn’t remember the exact day, she just knew it had. She could no longer scream. It was as though she’d forgotten how or lost the ability. No matter how much he beat her or hurt her body, her mind disconnected from everything and she couldn’t. She could feel the pain but she was trapped in silence. Just like her name.
He was close to his brutal orgasm. She could feel it as he fought to choke her with it. It finally came with a long roar and a single word that sent ice along her spine.
“Chaos,” he roared. “Chaos, Chaos, Chaos.” The words came as he thrust his last and she fought not to choke on his divine essence. “No longer Silence,” he rasped. “Your new name… is Chaos. And today... Master will baptize you in it. Then deliver your body to Hell’s door.”
The next blow Master delivered sent Silence into the stone wall. She hurried in alarm to another place inside herself. Every blow that landed on her came with the crack of bone. Confused, she struggled to stay awake. Why was he killing her? Was the final phase to be carried out in the afterlife? Did he realize he was killing her? What if he didn’t realize? Was she supposed to survive it? Was this a test of strength? Divinity?
She began to pray so very hard when sure death came. Please God. Please let me survive, please don’t let me die. Please keep me alive so I can finish your will.
“Chaos!” he roared over and over, the sound echoing in a great distance. “Blood and Chaos. Pain and suffering! It has come! The Desecration of Desecrations is here! Bring him! Bring Solomon Gorge to God that he might purge the sin from this evil land!”
Bring Solomon Gorge. Bring Solomon Gorge.
Silence repeated the name, a life-line to consciousness. She couldn’t die. She couldn’t fail. Solomon Gorge. Solomon Gorge. I’m coming. You will redeem this land. You will save us all from the evil in this land.
Though Silence couldn’t scream it, she did. She screamed it into the darkness, commanding the grave back. Screamed it into the silence, into that never ending night. Solomon Gorge. Solomon Gorge. Solomon Gorge.
To be continued......
Bye,
Lucian
I have a bit a of news for you. A sale and a snippet from my WIP.
The Mercy Trilogy is on Sale for just $3.99.
Amazon Link: http://amzn.to/1LrBdMo
And I have a snippet from my WIP that is releasing in just 10 days to show you.
Desecrating Solomon: A Forbidden Romantic Thriller
Snippet
Silence closed her eyes and focused, bringing her jittery mind and erratic pulse back into her control. Again.
She was finally there. In The Hallower Chamber. She didn’t permit herself to look about but her peripheral said she’d been wrong. The torture devices and horrific tools she’d imagined hanging from the ceiling and walls, did not exist. She prayed for immediate forgiveness for thinking it would or should.
Six years. She could hardly believe it had passed. Six years as Silence ended today. The dream was seared into her mind, just as her lips had been seared shut in it. She’d delivered the nightmare to Master and by his gifts, he interpreted the meaning. Contemplative Silence. She was to become that. She was to become Contemplative Silence, and she had. For six years to the day.
Master said she was special, not ill. That’s why she was chosen. She didn’t have to hate her visions and dreams anymore. People still looked at her with fear, but since Master came into her life and embraced the dreams and visions, called her curse a gift and her visions the illustrious voice of God, Silence had gained acceptance. Mostly. More importantly, the Queen approved.
Silence carefully slid her gaze to the single door leading in. Decorative black metal held the thick wood slats together. The entire room was black—walls, ceilings, floor—all a rough stone painted a shiny looking onyx. But empty except for the single slab of granite in the shape of a hobbit table where she sat in her ceremonial graduation gown that literally stole her breath. It reminded her of the wet binding cloth Master used to wrap her in for hours to teach her about restraint. Only this one was blood red. She’d never worn anything so pretty, even if she couldn’t breathe well. She saw herself as a single drop of blood—or life force, in the middle of the black room.
Would Master be the one to usher in the final phase? She secretly hoped so. She’d never met the Order’s Queen. She was not permitted to look upon her. Nobody but Master was allowed. Many speculated about the Queen and what she looked like. But Silence didn’t. She worried Master would somehow find out and punish her for the blasphemy. He seemed to be able to read her mind at times. And even though he’d trained her personally in the holy arts of pain and fear, she preferred to not test him. She was strong—he’d said so many times—but there were countless days she believed that by sheer faith. She didn’t feel strong. Or brave. Just the opposite. So many days she was tempted with the dark fears, the destructive ones that threatened the Order’s way. But the holy fear and pain, those were gifts from her Master’s hands. And only complete submission to it could provide the divine power she needed to fulfill her role as the Queen’s chosen Redemptrix.
Her calm insides jolted at the clang of the outer door leading to The Hallower. She stared straight ahead in deferent obedience, eyes cast to the floor. The door opened and her peripheral vision said the nude form was indeed Master. She let out a silent breath mixed with sickness and relief.
She kept herself perfectly still as he shut the door. One metal clank… then two… then three. Her heart hammered in her ears despite her steady breaths. It was always this way, no matter how practiced she was with Master’s training. Her body knew. Her mind and muscles remembered.
“Sweet Silence,” he said when he stood before her.
She stared at his hardened phallus, leaning to place the customary kiss on the butterfly tattoo wrapping its length. He stopped her with a pointer finger on her forehead.
“Not this time.”
Again Silence braced, mostly in confusion. She didn’t remember a single time when he didn’t require the Butterfly Kiss. She still remembered the day he had the vision to get the tattoo. The butterfly on the phallus symbolized that the lost would be ushered to heaven’s door by the seed of Master. During her Silent Contemplation she’d marveled over his interpretation, glad that he seemed to be getting some of her gifts.
She hoped he got all of them.
“You look beautiful in your graduation gown, Silence.” He stroked that same finger along her face, beginning with her temple. Her mind flashed with past disciplines he’d put her through. There was no part of her body he’d not trained in some way, for some sacred reason.
“Thank you, Master.”
She listened closely to his unsteady breaths, thick with the scent of fermented juice. “Are you nervous?”
“No, Master.”
The several grunts followed by strained groans told her he was having divine revelations. “Six years of Silence to usher in the final phase.” The withered words came with the glide of his finger over her lips, lingering long enough for her to know what he wanted. But when she parted her lips to suck, he drew it away, bringing another surprise. “Are you ready, little one?”
“Yes, Master.” The bad fears made her breaths shallow as she struggled with old flight or fight instincts. Why wouldn’t he let her suck it? It was always the not knowing parts that got her, it always was. What he would do each time. He liked surprising her. It had become an unspoken duel between them—her to anticipate, and him to be unpredictable.
A gasp escaped her as she fumbled with the reigns on her control. Master was the one person she would always fear. She was supposed to fear him and only him. Fearing him was allowed, it was good, it was expected, demanded.
Think of the Hallowing Ceremony. Graduating to the next phase. Six years of silence is over.
Sudden terror hit her as she remembered. The dream. The vision for her new name. There had been none.
“So much fear, little one.’His voice croaked with disappointment as he tilted her face up with that same finger, now under her chin. “I am sure you’re eager for your new name.” He began a slow trek to the right of her, his finger gliding off as he went. Silence refused to allow her gaze to stray from straight before her. He’d had the dream? The vision? “I too, am ready to hear it.”
He’d not. Terror raced back in and she swallowed at what this might mean. “There was none.” Her voice rang out with a strength despite the quiver in her gut.
His deep low chuckle behind her, tickled along her spine. “I know,” he whispered, his mouth suddenly at her ear. “Because I was given the dream this time.”
The beat of her heart became a wallop in her chest. Breathe, Silence.
“I’m sure you’re eager to know it?” he said lightly, slowly coming back around on her left now.
“I am excited to learn it.”
“And I’m excited to tell you.” He came to stand exactly before her again. Silence gripped her dress in tight fists as he placed his hands on either side of her head. He pulled her to his phallus, moving his hips side to side lightly. She waited for his direction, knowing not to engage until he communicated firmly. “I had a vision of your new name, little one. A vision of a hand writing on the wall next to my bed.” The tip of his penis stroked errantly over her cheek and lips, meandering and without purpose. “Do you know what it said, sweet angel?”
She shook her head only barely. “No, Master.”
His fingers suddenly bit down in her hair, pulling harder than he'd ever done before. She fought to look him in the eyes the way he always insisted when milking for his essence. But he shoved so far in so quickly and she hadn’t had time to relax her throat, already it burned and hurt. “Talk to me Silence. One last time before you leave,” he growled, grabbing the hair on top of her head while he pinched her nose shut. “Tell Master how much you will miss him. How you will never forget him. How you will only think of him,” he hissed, pounding his penis harder against her throat.
Silence struggled to give him what he wanted, but her body refused, it always did.
“Tell me!” he ordered between grunts and thick groans.
She tried again. She tried so hard.
His fist shot down and slammed into her forehead. A familiar numb buzzing filled her skull and ears. “Tell me Silence, tell me how much you’ll miss me while you fuck our sacrifice!”
She did it in her mind. She screamed until she had no more breath. She screamed as loud and hard as she could, like he wanted her to, but it came as silence. Something had broken inside her years ago. She couldn’t remember the exact day, she just knew it had. She could no longer scream. It was as though she’d forgotten how or lost the ability. No matter how much he beat her or hurt her body, her mind disconnected from everything and she couldn’t. She could feel the pain but she was trapped in silence. Just like her name.
He was close to his brutal orgasm. She could feel it as he fought to choke her with it. It finally came with a long roar and a single word that sent ice along her spine.
“Chaos,” he roared. “Chaos, Chaos, Chaos.” The words came as he thrust his last and she fought not to choke on his divine essence. “No longer Silence,” he rasped. “Your new name… is Chaos. And today... Master will baptize you in it. Then deliver your body to Hell’s door.”
The next blow Master delivered sent Silence into the stone wall. She hurried in alarm to another place inside herself. Every blow that landed on her came with the crack of bone. Confused, she struggled to stay awake. Why was he killing her? Was the final phase to be carried out in the afterlife? Did he realize he was killing her? What if he didn’t realize? Was she supposed to survive it? Was this a test of strength? Divinity?
She began to pray so very hard when sure death came. Please God. Please let me survive, please don’t let me die. Please keep me alive so I can finish your will.
“Chaos!” he roared over and over, the sound echoing in a great distance. “Blood and Chaos. Pain and suffering! It has come! The Desecration of Desecrations is here! Bring him! Bring Solomon Gorge to God that he might purge the sin from this evil land!”
Bring Solomon Gorge. Bring Solomon Gorge.
Silence repeated the name, a life-line to consciousness. She couldn’t die. She couldn’t fail. Solomon Gorge. Solomon Gorge. I’m coming. You will redeem this land. You will save us all from the evil in this land.
Though Silence couldn’t scream it, she did. She screamed it into the darkness, commanding the grave back. Screamed it into the silence, into that never ending night. Solomon Gorge. Solomon Gorge. Solomon Gorge.
To be continued......
Bye,
Lucian
99¢ SALE
Good Morning,
I have put Dom Wars 1 2 3 on Sale for 99¢.
That's Three 5 ★★★★★ books for under a dollar!
Fighting, f*cking, and freaky were Lucian Bane's favorite pastimes. So joining a crazy competition called Dom Wars to win a million dollars was a no brainer. Things get interesting when Lucian meets Tara in line at the auditions. The sweet girl, naive to the BDSM world, has a fiery dominance and puritan heart that unleashes more than his dominance for the win.
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Enjoy and I'll talk to you later,
Lucian
I have put Dom Wars 1 2 3 on Sale for 99¢.
That's Three 5 ★★★★★ books for under a dollar!
Fighting, f*cking, and freaky were Lucian Bane's favorite pastimes. So joining a crazy competition called Dom Wars to win a million dollars was a no brainer. Things get interesting when Lucian meets Tara in line at the auditions. The sweet girl, naive to the BDSM world, has a fiery dominance and puritan heart that unleashes more than his dominance for the win.
Here are the links:
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Enjoy and I'll talk to you later,
Lucian
99¢ SALE
Hi,
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Lucian Bane’s inner Dom is out of control and hungry for things he can’t name. When he signs up for Dom Wars, he meets Tara who is naive to the BDSM world. Her reckless dominance and puritan heart fascinate him. But when he discovers the pain in her past, it unleashes his true Dom within.
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Later,
Lucian
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::BLURB::
Lucian Bane’s inner Dom is out of control and hungry for things he can’t name. When he signs up for Dom Wars, he meets Tara who is naive to the BDSM world. Her reckless dominance and puritan heart fascinate him. But when he discovers the pain in her past, it unleashes his true Dom within.
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Later,
Lucian
Happy Veterans Day
Good Morning,
Quick stop in to say hi, Wife and I are working on the honey do list again today. Hope you have a blessed day with your family and friends.
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Solomon took his time getting home, searching the woods as he went. When he turned down the road leading to his own drive, the notion that all of it was in his head, began to nag at him. He pulled into his driveway and sat there, his body revved up with bad energy. There was no way he could sit still feeling like that.
Solomon put the truck in reverse and again combed the woods, looking. He ended up at the little grocery store not far away. Aunt Mave’s Tack and Grub Shack. He sat there in the dark, the old truck idling. Turning on the radio, he searched for anything that would explain the freaky episode. Maybe something major had happened in the world.
If it had, the radio in his truck wasn’t picking anything up. Shit. Maybe he should go to a McDonald’s where they had wi-fi. That would require him to go get his phone. He looked down. And clothes. He put the truck in gear and looked around one last time before heading home.
Solomon rounded the final corner before the end of his driveway and a flash of red sent his foot smashing down on the brakes. Sliding for ten feet, he craned his neck, staring through the back glass of the truck. He threw the truck in reverse and sped back ten feet, his heart hammering as he aimed his headlights somewhat to the right. He squinted at the red just beyond the tree line. It seemed to be swaying slightly back and forth.
He crept the truck slowly toward the ditch, hitting the brights.
“Oh fuck,” he gasped, making out hair. Red. He made out white skin next and barely remembered to hit the brakes before the ditch.
Heart booming in his chest, Solomon grabbed his gun and opened the door. He rounded the front of the truck and stared at the surreal nightmare. “Oh Jesus,” he whispered, finally making out what he was seeing. It was a woman. Hanging upside down.
Danger exploded in his head and he searched around, crouching closer to the truck. Not seeing anything, he held his gun tight and two steps brought him to the ditch, giving him another angle. “Oh Jesus, oh Jesus. Oh God.” She was so bloody. Hanging by her ankles in a tree. The red dress she wore hugged her body down to her knees. Solomon jumped across the ditch and made his way closer. Please don’t let her be dead. Please. Only a yard away, he slowly reached toward her neck with two fingers, his breaths ragged as he fought not to vomit at the sight. Her face was lopsided, like somebody had taken a bat to it. Her lips were ballooned with the rest of her face. Cuts everywhere. He fought to keep his fingers still long enough to feel for a pulse.
“Sol…”
“Oh fuck!” he gasped, jerking his hand back.
“S-Solomon… Gorge.”
The croak sent ice through his blood. “Oh my God, oh my God,” he whispered, feeling dizzy and nauseated while looking up at her feet. “I’m here, I’m getting you down,” he said. How the fuck did she know his name? She was the one, the one he heard screaming. “I have to go to my truck,” he whispered, looking all around. “I’m going get something to cut you down, I’m not leaving you.”
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Desecrating Solomon 5 ☆☆☆☆☆
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Solomon took his time getting home, searching the woods as he went. When he turned down the road leading to his own drive, the notion that all of it was in his head, began to nag at him. He pulled into his driveway and sat there, his body revved up with bad energy. There was no way he could sit still feeling like that.
Solomon put the truck in reverse and again combed the woods, looking. He ended up at the little grocery store not far away. Aunt Mave’s Tack and Grub Shack. He sat there in the dark, the old truck idling. Turning on the radio, he searched for anything that would explain the freaky episode. Maybe something major had happened in the world.
If it had, the radio in his truck wasn’t picking anything up. Shit. Maybe he should go to a McDonald’s where they had wi-fi. That would require him to go get his phone. He looked down. And clothes. He put the truck in gear and looked around one last time before heading home.
Solomon rounded the final corner before the end of his driveway and a flash of red sent his foot smashing down on the brakes. Sliding for ten feet, he craned his neck, staring through the back glass of the truck. He threw the truck in reverse and sped back ten feet, his heart hammering as he aimed his headlights somewhat to the right. He squinted at the red just beyond the tree line. It seemed to be swaying slightly back and forth.
He crept the truck slowly toward the ditch, hitting the brights.
“Oh fuck,” he gasped, making out hair. Red. He made out white skin next and barely remembered to hit the brakes before the ditch.
Heart booming in his chest, Solomon grabbed his gun and opened the door. He rounded the front of the truck and stared at the surreal nightmare. “Oh Jesus,” he whispered, finally making out what he was seeing. It was a woman. Hanging upside down.
Danger exploded in his head and he searched around, crouching closer to the truck. Not seeing anything, he held his gun tight and two steps brought him to the ditch, giving him another angle. “Oh Jesus, oh Jesus. Oh God.” She was so bloody. Hanging by her ankles in a tree. The red dress she wore hugged her body down to her knees. Solomon jumped across the ditch and made his way closer. Please don’t let her be dead. Please. Only a yard away, he slowly reached toward her neck with two fingers, his breaths ragged as he fought not to vomit at the sight. Her face was lopsided, like somebody had taken a bat to it. Her lips were ballooned with the rest of her face. Cuts everywhere. He fought to keep his fingers still long enough to feel for a pulse.
“Sol…”
“Oh fuck!” he gasped, jerking his hand back.
“S-Solomon… Gorge.”
The croak sent ice through his blood. “Oh my God, oh my God,” he whispered, feeling dizzy and nauseated while looking up at her feet. “I’m here, I’m getting you down,” he said. How the fuck did she know his name? She was the one, the one he heard screaming. “I have to go to my truck,” he whispered, looking all around. “I’m going get something to cut you down, I’m not leaving you.”
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I looked at the door long enough to see how it locked. I turned the latch then began undoing my pants.
“Why are you here?” Her gaze lowered.
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“Just to fuck?”
I chuckled. “Don’t think you can piss me off and deny me, love. And don’t you dare tell me, or lie your ass off rather, and say you don’t want me here. Didn’t dream it. Fantasize about it.” I stepped out of my jeans and stood in the tight white BVD’s. “All while you played with your gorgeous. Pussy.”
I stood with my legs apart and stroked the length of my cock while cupping my balls. “I was right here in this room baby.” I lowered the front of my underwear, freeing my hard on. “When you fingered your pussy…” I hissed and watched her. “You came so fucking good. Now take off your clothes. So I can fuck you the way you need.”
Her eyes flew to mine with that no contact rule blaring in her gaze.
I shook my head. “Nothing…in this world is going to stop me, love.”
“Lucian,” she whimpered, begging like a fragile lamb.
I began walking, but not directly toward her. Enough to give her access to the door while closing in. Daring her. I could see her begin to entertain the idea of running.
“You won’t make it out baby. I’ll be on you, pulling those flimsy shorts down and fucking you right up against that door.” I made my way slowly around the other side of the bed and she made a run for it, screaming as she fought to unlock the door. I covered her body with mine, pressing her against it then grabbed the waist band of her shorts at the back and yanked them down over her ass..
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I looked at the door long enough to see how it locked. I turned the latch then began undoing my pants.
“Why are you here?” Her gaze lowered.
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“Just to fuck?”
I chuckled. “Don’t think you can piss me off and deny me, love. And don’t you dare tell me, or lie your ass off rather, and say you don’t want me here. Didn’t dream it. Fantasize about it.” I stepped out of my jeans and stood in the tight white BVD’s. “All while you played with your gorgeous. Pussy.”
I stood with my legs apart and stroked the length of my cock while cupping my balls. “I was right here in this room baby.” I lowered the front of my underwear, freeing my hard on. “When you fingered your pussy…” I hissed and watched her. “You came so fucking good. Now take off your clothes. So I can fuck you the way you need.”
Her eyes flew to mine with that no contact rule blaring in her gaze.
I shook my head. “Nothing…in this world is going to stop me, love.”
“Lucian,” she whimpered, begging like a fragile lamb.
I began walking, but not directly toward her. Enough to give her access to the door while closing in. Daring her. I could see her begin to entertain the idea of running.
“You won’t make it out baby. I’ll be on you, pulling those flimsy shorts down and fucking you right up against that door.” I made my way slowly around the other side of the bed and she made a run for it, screaming as she fought to unlock the door. I covered her body with mine, pressing her against it then grabbed the waist band of her shorts at the back and yanked them down over her ass..
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“You sound out of breath.” She cleared her throat a little but didn’t answer and Lucian’s cock jerked. “You really like being commanded, don’t you,” he said softly. “Fucking naughty.” Lucian moved his hips to make room for his hard on. “Tell me something, love. Is your pussy dripping right now just thinking about it?” Lucian grabbed himself and squeezed, watching her turn into his wet-dream submissive. “And now you’re this sweet little virgin, right before my eyes. Wanting to be sucked and licked all over her virgin secrets. Makes me need to command you, you realize that?”
It took her a few seconds before she whispered, “I didn’t.”
“No, maybe you didn’t, but you do love it. You love it when I fucking dominate you. Drive baby,” Lucian said when she kept glancing at him. He undid his pants and pulled his cock out. “Eyes on the road sweetheart. I just need to stroke my cock while I talk to you.”
“Oh God,” she barely whispered, obeying.
“Mmmm,” Lucian pumped his hips, making his dick stand tall. “So fucking hard right now. I know you want to suck it, you love having my cock shoved in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat.”
“Yes,” she gasped. “We’re getting close to town,” she whimpered.
Lucian looked around and realized the retirement home wasn’t far from there. He glanced at the old time clock on the dash. Two- in the afternoon. They had time. “When we stop, you’re going to suck my cock until I come in your mouth.”
“Okay,” she nodded, biting her lip.
“Better yet, drive to your house. We need to get things ready anyway.”
She nodded. “Freshen it up. Good idea.”
Lucian was too fucking turned on to find it amusing how quickly she drove and breathless she was. The idea that she really loved being commanded had him boiling.
An eternity later, they pulled into the driveway leading to her house. He let them get halfway in the seclusion of the trees before ordering, “Right here. Stop.”
She came to an abrupt halt and put the car in park. She glanced all around before looking not at him, but his cock. Lucian turned in the seat for her. “I want you to come here and lick it first. Until I’m on fire.”
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“You sound out of breath.” She cleared her throat a little but didn’t answer and Lucian’s cock jerked. “You really like being commanded, don’t you,” he said softly. “Fucking naughty.” Lucian moved his hips to make room for his hard on. “Tell me something, love. Is your pussy dripping right now just thinking about it?” Lucian grabbed himself and squeezed, watching her turn into his wet-dream submissive. “And now you’re this sweet little virgin, right before my eyes. Wanting to be sucked and licked all over her virgin secrets. Makes me need to command you, you realize that?”
It took her a few seconds before she whispered, “I didn’t.”
“No, maybe you didn’t, but you do love it. You love it when I fucking dominate you. Drive baby,” Lucian said when she kept glancing at him. He undid his pants and pulled his cock out. “Eyes on the road sweetheart. I just need to stroke my cock while I talk to you.”
“Oh God,” she barely whispered, obeying.
“Mmmm,” Lucian pumped his hips, making his dick stand tall. “So fucking hard right now. I know you want to suck it, you love having my cock shoved in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat.”
“Yes,” she gasped. “We’re getting close to town,” she whimpered.
Lucian looked around and realized the retirement home wasn’t far from there. He glanced at the old time clock on the dash. Two- in the afternoon. They had time. “When we stop, you’re going to suck my cock until I come in your mouth.”
“Okay,” she nodded, biting her lip.
“Better yet, drive to your house. We need to get things ready anyway.”
She nodded. “Freshen it up. Good idea.”
Lucian was too fucking turned on to find it amusing how quickly she drove and breathless she was. The idea that she really loved being commanded had him boiling.
An eternity later, they pulled into the driveway leading to her house. He let them get halfway in the seclusion of the trees before ordering, “Right here. Stop.”
She came to an abrupt halt and put the car in park. She glanced all around before looking not at him, but his cock. Lucian turned in the seat for her. “I want you to come here and lick it first. Until I’m on fire.”
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“He’s going to break you,” she said now, panic in her voice. “He’s going to make you wish you were dead,” she wept bitterly. “I don’t want him to hurt you,” she said, forcefully, “I don’t!” ~ Chaos
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On the seventh day of the seventh year… she desecrates.
Evil keeps a formidable schedule in Weston, West Virginia. Every seventh year, spirits from the town's abandoned insane asylum seek worthy souls to command. But this seventh year, a desecration unlike any before is scheduled to ravage the town. And Solomon Gorge is lured to the harrowing event by the screams of Silence.
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Lucian angled his head at hearing the stairs creaking. “She’s coming again!” he hissed.
Tara hurried to the closet and opened it while Lucian pulled up his flannels.
“We’re changing,” Lucian said in response to the oh-so-soft knock.
“It’s me, Steve,” came the mumble at the crack.
Lucian hurried to the door at hearing Steve was trying not to be heard by other ears. Glancing back to make sure Tara was decent, he found her already in jeans and prosperity green t-shirt, stumbling into tennis shoes. Lord, it was going to be a very long, lusty day for him. Lucian opened the door a crack.
“Are we ready to get this show on the road?” Steve whispered.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean my wife,” he hissed with vehemence then held his lips tightly together as though fighting to not scream. He closed his eyes and breathed in through his nostrils then slowly let out a breath through his O shaped mouth, reminding Lucian of a woman in the throes of labor. “My beloved wife,” he began again, calmly, “is… being… very….” He rolled his hand for the right words, but they never came.
Poor Steve. Lucian stepped out into the hallway and shut the door. “She’s… You mean she wants…”
Steve nodded vigorously, looking at Lucian with wide bingo eyes.
“A lot? Still?”
More vigorous nodding and a quick glance over his shoulder. “You’d swear we were the ones that got married!” he cried shrilly. “I’ve been trying to play nice, Lucian, I have. I mean I know that I can use some help in this area, I do,” he muttered the distasteful words. “I know that I haven’t exactly been the perfect husband in the bedroom.” He sighed and looked at the ceiling before leveling desperate eyes on Lucian.
Lucian stepped out in the hall and shut the door. “Man, look. I feel you. Kinda. I mean I can imagine.”
“Can you?” he gasped, sounding so relieved. “So you see what I’m saying? I am not made for non-stop sex Lucian.” He shook his head, making his cheeks jiggle. “My parts are either faulty, or hers are. One or the other and I’m willing to take the fall on that one, I am willing to say I’m the faulty one,” he hissed, like it pained him to even say it.
“You’re not faulty.”
“So you think it’s her?” Hope lit his eyes.
“No, no. I’m not saying either of you are faulty. I’m saying whatever you are and whatever she is, can be…” Geeze, what was the least flammable term?
“Fixed? Healed?” Steve whispered, trying to help. “Put in check?” He shook his head, waiting for the magic word he wanted to hear.
Lucian grabbed both of his shoulders finally. “Nurtured.”
Steve drew back with a sour face. “Nurtured,” he whispered at the clearly insidious term.
“As in, nurture your needs and hers.”
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Desecrating Solomon: A Forbidden Romantic Thriller
“He’s going to break you,” she said now, panic in her voice. “He’s going to make you wish you were dead,” she wept bitterly. “I don’t want him to hurt you,” she said, forcefully, “I don’t!” ~ Chaos
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On the seventh day of the seventh year… she desecrates.
Evil keeps a formidable schedule in Weston, West Virginia. Every seventh year, spirits from the town's abandoned insane asylum seek worthy souls to command. But this seventh year, a desecration unlike any before is scheduled to ravage the town. And Solomon Gorge is lured to the harrowing event by the screams of Silence.
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Lucian angled his head at hearing the stairs creaking. “She’s coming again!” he hissed.
Tara hurried to the closet and opened it while Lucian pulled up his flannels.
“We’re changing,” Lucian said in response to the oh-so-soft knock.
“It’s me, Steve,” came the mumble at the crack.
Lucian hurried to the door at hearing Steve was trying not to be heard by other ears. Glancing back to make sure Tara was decent, he found her already in jeans and prosperity green t-shirt, stumbling into tennis shoes. Lord, it was going to be a very long, lusty day for him. Lucian opened the door a crack.
“Are we ready to get this show on the road?” Steve whispered.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean my wife,” he hissed with vehemence then held his lips tightly together as though fighting to not scream. He closed his eyes and breathed in through his nostrils then slowly let out a breath through his O shaped mouth, reminding Lucian of a woman in the throes of labor. “My beloved wife,” he began again, calmly, “is… being… very….” He rolled his hand for the right words, but they never came.
Poor Steve. Lucian stepped out into the hallway and shut the door. “She’s… You mean she wants…”
Steve nodded vigorously, looking at Lucian with wide bingo eyes.
“A lot? Still?”
More vigorous nodding and a quick glance over his shoulder. “You’d swear we were the ones that got married!” he cried shrilly. “I’ve been trying to play nice, Lucian, I have. I mean I know that I can use some help in this area, I do,” he muttered the distasteful words. “I know that I haven’t exactly been the perfect husband in the bedroom.” He sighed and looked at the ceiling before leveling desperate eyes on Lucian.
Lucian stepped out in the hall and shut the door. “Man, look. I feel you. Kinda. I mean I can imagine.”
“Can you?” he gasped, sounding so relieved. “So you see what I’m saying? I am not made for non-stop sex Lucian.” He shook his head, making his cheeks jiggle. “My parts are either faulty, or hers are. One or the other and I’m willing to take the fall on that one, I am willing to say I’m the faulty one,” he hissed, like it pained him to even say it.
“You’re not faulty.”
“So you think it’s her?” Hope lit his eyes.
“No, no. I’m not saying either of you are faulty. I’m saying whatever you are and whatever she is, can be…” Geeze, what was the least flammable term?
“Fixed? Healed?” Steve whispered, trying to help. “Put in check?” He shook his head, waiting for the magic word he wanted to hear.
Lucian grabbed both of his shoulders finally. “Nurtured.”
Steve drew back with a sour face. “Nurtured,” he whispered at the clearly insidious term.
“As in, nurture your needs and hers.”
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Morning,
Guess what? Desecrating Solomon
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"I got you, beautiful. I got you. You're safe now, nobody's going to hurt you." ~Solomon
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Synopsis:
On the seventh day of the seventh year… she desecrates.
Evil keeps a formidable schedule in Weston, West Virginia. Every seventh year, spirits from the town's abandoned insane asylum seek worthy souls to command. But this seventh year, a desecration unlike any before is scheduled to ravage the town. And Solomon Gorge is lured to the harrowing event by the screams of Silence.
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