Author: Lucian Bane
Release Date: October
22, 2015
Genre: Forbidden
Romantic Thriller
::Synopsis::
***WARNING***
This book contains
elements that may be disturbing and offensive. Please read with caution if you
are triggered by events depicting violence and various forms of abuse.
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.
:::Excerpt:::
Silence focused her
mind, bringing the erratic race of her pulse back into her control. Again. She
was finally there. In The Hallower. She didn’t permit herself to look about but
her peripheral said she’d been wrong about the most holy chamber. The torture
devices and horrific tools she’d imagined hanging from the ceiling and walls
did not exist.
Six years. She could
hardly believe it had passed. Six years as 'Silence' ended today. No, six years
of silent Contemplation ended today. But it really didn’t end. There would
never be a time when she didn’t contemplate what came next. And what would her
new name be? She never permitted herself the blasphemy of trying to guess.
Today she'd know.
She carefully slid
her gaze to the single entrance leading in. A small door made of thick slats of
wood, held together by decorative black metal. The entire room was black—walls,
ceilings, floor—all a rough stone painted a shiny looking onyx. And empty. Except
for the single slab of granite in the shape of a hobbit table where she sat in
her ceremonial graduation gown. It reminded her of a wedding dress.
Would Master be the
one to usher in the final phase? Her stomach clenched in excitement and she
immediately calmed the fleshly rebellion. She secretly hoped he did. She’d
never met the Order’s Queen but once, and even then Silence was not permitted
to look upon her as an unlearned runt.
Silence was used to
Master’s ways, even though all feared him. The Dark Legend of their Order had
trained her personally in the most Holy arts of pain and fear. Any fear borne
outside of her Master’s care was destructive—that was one of her first lessons.
There were good fears and bad. The bad fears were counterproductive to the
Order, the good fears protected it. And Holy Fear with pain were gifts she
received directly from her Master’s hands. And only her complete submission
provided the divine covering required 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 faced
straight ahead in deferring obedience, eyes cast to the floor. The Hallower
door opened next and her peripheral said the entirely nude form was indeed
Master. She let out a silent breath of relief.
He shut the door. One
metal bolt clanked… then another… then another. 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. Muscle memory always braced for sure
impact of some sort.
“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.”
*****ABUSIVE PART
BELOW*****
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.
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