To be continued in Broken Souls<\/a>
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He molests my bare breasts as he pins me against the bed. My skin crawls at his touch as fear, anger, shame, and disgust well up inside of me once again. I can\u2019t go through this again. I can\u2019t be his victim. Not like this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I must do something. Anything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Phraan reaches underneath my skirts, and panic arises underneath me. The night I suffered through with that red-haired monster returns like a nightmare taking over a dream, pushing all my primal fear to the surface. His fingers crawl up my thighs and I can\u2019t even scream with his hand squeezing my jaw shut. For the first time since I was broken by that man, I cry. There\u2019s nothing I can do to stop him. I\u2019m going to have to endure it all over again. Worse, because it has to be Phraan this time. How can this happen again?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No! I won\u2019t be helpless. I won\u2019t give in. I will not let him win. Anger boils inside me and I feel a surge of energy. That sweet euphoric and addictive energy I haven\u2019t felt in ages. It warms over me and fills me with power, and unlike before, I\u2019m overrun by it with the help of the invisible ring on my finger. The one I have kept all this time and nearly forgotten about.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I feel like a burning star with all the energy inside me, and then I release it. I release every drop into the man I hate more than anyone else, watching as every last bit of him is burned away. I take joy from the fear in his eyes as he realizes what is happening. But it is too late as cracks of fire-blue light sear across his flesh, burning away his skin as he\u2019s engulfed in the flames and an explosion of the blue light fills the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s so intense that I can even see it through my eyelids. When it finally flashes out, there\u2019s nothing left of Phraan. Not even a shred of the clothes he wore. I have no idea what I just did. I look at my hand to the ring that still sits on my finger invisible to the eye, and I\u2019m taken with true amazement. I feel nothing for Phraan\u2019s death. Nothing but satisfaction and that sweet, addictive energy as it slowly dwindles to a burning simmer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I truly had no idea what I was capable of. This power is absolutely amazing. It felt so high and unstoppable. I want to feel more of it. It was far different from the feeling Orym gave me with his healing white light. It felt more powerful. More euphoric in a way. Far more intense than I have ever felt before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A sudden crash goes off downstairs and I hear the clatter of footsteps marching upstairs before the door to the room is broken in by guards led by a dark-haired man in a robe with a sharp, hooked nose. He stares down at me with contempt. \u201cYou have been found guilty of using magic without a permit. I hereby place you under arrest. Seize her, and place the collar around her neck so she can\u2019t channel. Let\u2019s take no risks with her. I\u2019ve never felt such power.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The guards swarm me as a collar is wrapped around my neck, and suddenly I feel so weak and feeble. It’s as if I\u2019m cut off from that hot, burning fire inside me. Cuffs bind my wrists and ankles. The guards drag me out behind the arrogant man in robes. Madame and the others stare with gaping mouths and wide-eyed expressions as I\u2019m paraded through the brothel in chains. Even the patrons are speechless and horrified.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Am I going to face the same fate as my family, or worse?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To be continued in Broken Souls<\/a>
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