The temptress: Tempting the devil's son

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PRIL 10

LAKE CIT

e blinding yet furious lightning bolt flashed in the midnight sky. Another jolt of li

anything that stood on its way. Violent looking tornados were seen sweeping houses and trees and vehicles off the ground. It

aped his lips, piercing through the air as he woke up from the scary nightmare. His hands were shaky and his heart

he previous day. His name was Blake Houston. A very weird kid and he had been nicknam

ted to the small figure that was staring at him with menacing eyes. Fear

n a shaky voice. His body was trembling so

ed at him with amusement dancing in his

voice didn't go unnoticed. He rose from the couc

started yelling for help, hot te

to a deep sleep so you can scream all you want but it's not

tears. He knelt down on the bed and begged for his life with fear flashing in his eyes. Was this

hand choking him to death. He was lifted from the bed by the hand and was now floating mid-air. He held his

d off, he resigned himself to fate. With his dy

e dying anyways, I might as well tell you," he paused for a few seconds before continuing, "I am Lucifer's son so I think the name I was nicknamed sui

ld looked flashed in his eyes and the boy immediately

s suit jacket and walked out of the room. It was time to go hunting for the rest of the gang that beat him up and made a fo

to pay. No one mes

pte

7HOURS

d just started to rise. Shafts of sunlight shone throu

f sunlight spilled over the beautiful meadow making it drown in soft glows. The sigh

wind ruffled their hair making it look disheveled, yet it f

back his hair that the wind had ruffled. It w

l of malice, her seething eyes plopping down to look at the big and bustling city that was on low grounds. He hummed softly in respo

oice, "Mother, we canno

brows as he stared at his mother's tall figure with a bemused expression. He had always f

me of age." She puffed out a loud breath and said in a soft tone

not like what his mother was about to say, but that not withstandin

s son." Blake who had found what his mother had said amusing, laughed so hard, so hard that, that he could almost

he wouldn't believe her. Who would believe that she had a one night s

it when she received series of warnings from Lucifer himself. She had a dream where the man had warned her not t

that killed all the passengers including the driver while she was left untouched without a single scratch. Peop

, people who you loved, people you were close to. They all died Blake because you

s mother. He shook his head in disbelief. "That's

. People blamed you, how could I add to your misery? Blake, all Twenty-two people you've ever

ars trickled down his eyes like a river. He just couldn't believe it. Was his mother playing a prank

ve? Why are you not dead?!" He thundered in a loud voice,

o hard that she tasted her own blood. She trembled slightly befor

ere now trickling down his cheeks. He shook his head in disbelief and laughed. He held both her hands and stut

s. He was left to drown in his emotions, his breath was shaky and his heart

ad always combed her hair, a large chunk of it always followed. She lied tha

ad recently developed a terrible cough too or was it the fact that she had been taking a lot of medications that were strange to him. What a

is your eighth birthday. Your powers will manifest tomorrow and so would your true nature. When you're thirty, your powers will be at its peak only then can you destr

ere must be something I can do. I promise you mom, I won't

could only destroy but he couldn't repair after all... She quickly changed the topic, not w

*****

Not much to his surprise, he had clearly understood the topic at first glance, thus making the topic boring to him

stared at the mirror and reminisced about what his mother had told him th

restroom casually. When he saw them, his expression turned col

r. Blake hated him cause he was an asshole. Mark ha

rk was always topping second place. This gave rise to competition and extreme hatred for Blake. First position was his but Blake ha

motion! Were they planning on making him graduate highschool at age eleven!!! That had annoyed

e against them so it was best to ignore them. Just like he had always done. He made his way

in a while, some of his classmates always tried to befriend him. His cute looks and high level intelligence made him the hotshot of the school. Not to ment

principal. One thing that was left a mystery to people was how all ten st

broken spinal cord, leaving both his arms and legs paralyzed and a comminuted fracture on both his legs with no chance

dence, some said he was possessed with the spirit of death. Even the boy's p

d at all five of them. He tried to head through ano

aid in a soft but menacing

ou're so good huh? You're nothing Blake. You're just a cursed child. You don't even have a

ened his mouth and threatened, "Lay a

e below and I above, and not the other way round." His lips twitched a little before breaking into a wide grin. He loved seeing him this way. A feeling of accomplishment flooded his entire being. His next words were but a brutal command, "Beat him up, boys and make him bleed." The

o the washroom. The teacher had suspected something like this would happe

the unconscious boy who was covered in his own blood. Fear immediately gripped th

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