Excerpt from an upcoming novel by Charity Langley:
I was floating in a dark mist,
until a room materialized in front of me. It was a cramped apartment in a
condemned building. Garbage littered the nasty torn carpet. Rats skittered
around molded furniture.
I was in a Mallory dream, but I was
in a place I’d never been before. I knew how she was kidnapped, I knew how he
threw her from the window, but there was always a piece missing.
The distant sound of traffic
reached my ears as I floated near the open window. I looked down into a narrow
alley as a nighttime breeze blew in.
Around me, people materialized.
“You fucking asshole,” she screamed
struggling against her restraints.
“C’mon now princess, you’ve had
your fun fucking assholes… speaking of which, I’ve always wondered what happens
when they turn to stone while having sex,” the beady-eyed demon snickered.
“You’re sick! They’ll reserve a
special place in hell for you! How can you live with yourself?” Her voice broke
and tears streamed from her eyes.
“All I did was cut his wings off,
you should be grateful he’s still alive, or at least he will be until I watch
you fuck him to death,” he said rubbing his hands together as though he were
sitting down to eat a main course. “Morning’s in three hours and I have to go
out and grab a bite or two. I won’t be long. I wouldn’t miss this for the
world.”
He exited with laugh slamming the
door behind him.
“Jularian?” She whispered as she
struggled to turn her head. “Jularian you still with me?”
“Only for the next three hours,” he
said as a tear rolled down his cheek and into the matted mane of hair around
his shoulders.
“Don’t talk like that! He’s gone we
can get out of here!”
“I’m useless, good as dead. I can’t
make it from here to the door.” He shifted his huge grey lion-like feet causing
the chains at his ankles to clink together. “I’ve lost so much blood, I might
black out soon. I just want you to know, I love you. I will until the end of
time, he can’t take that away.”
She looked around the dank
apartment crawling with roaches, and her heart sank. For the first time since
he’d kidnapped her, she realized that neither of them were leaving alive.
“But you have to try. We have to
try! I can’t leave without you.”
“I will only slow you down, and
where will we go before morning? I can already feel the sun rising. We never
should’ve come here. I’m gargoyle, I don’t belong in the city.”
“I’m sorry, Jularian! I never
thought it would end this way!” Tears poured down her cheeks. Escape was
impossible, and she couldn’t leave him there alone. What was the point of
living if her other half was gone forever?
She closed her eyes and left her
body. Jularian leaned against the window, bloodied and broken watching the sky
as it lightened. His wings had been strung up as makeshift curtains. She
floated closer to him and lightly caressed his face.
“I’m sorry, Jularian, things
like this are never supposed to happen.”
“It isn’t your fault, Kristen, it’s his,” he
replied. “I love you. I always will. And no matter what happens, always
remember that. If you can escape then do it. Leave and run far away, call your
father and tell him what’s happened. If he doesn’t know what is really
happening then we’re done, not just the two of us, but all gargoyles. Your
father hates me, if that man comes back and finishes the job, your father will
believe I did it and won’t rest ‘till we’re all dead.”
“I’m too weak. I’m only human
and couldn’t escape even if I wanted too.”
“I’m home!” The beady-eyed man sang, still licking
the blood from his lips when he burst through the front door. “And how are my
two favorite murder victims doing right now?”
Jularian didn’t acknowledge his
presence, while Mallory made her way quietly back to her body.
“We need to get started, time is
short!” He said as he clapped, and dropped his bag on the table.
“Go to hell,” she said in a low
tone as he started sorting tangled metal.
“I’m starting with you first, baby.
I told you once, if I can’t have you then no one can. And I will not lose you
to a gargoyle! I mean look at him, those serpentine eyes, talons, not to
mention he’s the color of a week old corpse, trust me, I would know,” he said
as he neared Jularian and took him by the chin. “Eleven foot tall, and my god,
look at that face! His nose is across between a mountain lion and a Sharpei.
Fangs and bottom teeth tusks like a damn warthog. Too bad they haven’t evolved
to retract those or he might be better looking. So tell me, since it clearly
isn’t his looks, why are you attracted to him?”
He stared at her intently waiting
for her to say something. When she clenched her teeth and refused to answer, he
caught her eye socket with a right hook and threw her from her chair, crushing
all the bones in the left side of her face.
“Bitch, you will answer me when I’m
talking to you!” He jerked her chair from the floor and yanked her by the hair
back into it.
“Leave her alone!” Jularian
shouted.
“And why should I?” he asked
nearing the window. “Are you going to stop me?” He picked up an iron rod from
the table and smashed Jularian across the face. His head lolled forward, and
blood seeped from his nose as he fell unconscious.
“So where were we?” He was so close
she could feel his putrid breath on her lips and in her mouth, overpowering the
taste of blood running down her throat. “Why are you attracted to these
inferior savages?” Red bursts ignited in his eyes, as fangs slipped from his
gums.
She smiled eerily and spat a tooth
at him. He reared back to strike her again, but thought better and smiled back.
“I have to be careful not break you
yet,” he said pulling off his shirt, and unzipping his pants. “There’s nothing
sexier than a woman scorned and you’re very, very scorned.” He slid from his
pants quickly, but pulled his underwear off slowly.
He wiped the blood from her face,
and smeared it onto his penis as he rubbed and massaged it semi-erect. Her eyes
grew wide as she studied him. He was huge, and she was used to fucking a
gargoyle, they were twice the size of humans.
“Taking me should be child’s play
for a slut like you,” he said as he shoved his partially erect cock down her
throat. “Oh, Jularian,” he moaned sarcastically, “your woman is giving me head,
why don’t you be a good boy and watch?” He held her by the hair as he pounded
himself quickly in and out of her mouth.
But fortunately for Jularian, he
was still unconscious.
“Aww, isn’t that too bad. Lover boy
is asleep, but don’t worry we’ll wake him up soon.
He shoved himself deep into her
mouth. The pain was excruciating, she was gagging, felt as if she might throw
up. She would give anything to be able to sink her teeth deep into his cock,
but with a broken jaw she could do nothing but take it. Tears began to stream
down her cheeks.
“You’re better than I imagined,” he
said as he pulled himself from her mouth with a loud wet pop. “Time to wake
lover boy. I want you on his long hard cock, riding him when he turns to
stone.”
He picked up a couple of knives
from the kitchen table, and made his way, cock still hard over to Jularian.
“Wake up lover boy,” he said shoving a knife deep into Jularian’s shoulder.
Jularian shrieked. A short foreign
alien sound escaped his lips.
“Lover girl’s here to fuck you one
last time,” he said as he ripped through Jularian’s clothes exposing his
flaccid penis.
“Well it’s obvious she wasn’t after
you for the sheer size of it.”
He untied her, and ripped every
shred of clothing from her body, leaving only one of her high heels.
“I bet you feel so good inside, I’m
going to go ahead and warm you up for Jularian how does that sound?”
Jularian stared through
half-conscious hatred, at the monster before him.
“You’re going to love the feel of a
real man inside you,” he said as he threw her on the table, spread her legs and
forced his huge cock into her.
“You’re just how I like them.” He
dug the fingers of his right hand around her neck cutting into her flesh, she
couldn’t breathe. She bit her lip to keep from crying out partially hoping his
grip would kill her. She would never give him the satisfaction of a struggle.
He pounded into her harder and faster, his hand clenching tighter and tighter
until she nearly fell unconscious.
“Now that’s better,” He said
releasing her and pulling himself free. “Are you ready to make lover boy’s
dying wish come true?” He slid her from the table, letting her fall on the
floor in a hard heap. He laughed before he shoved her into Jularian as though
kicking a bag of garbage out of his way. “I want you to take him in your mouth
and make him hard. Very hard.”
He gripped Jularian’s penis,
digging his nails in deeply. “Hope you like blood princess. Now take him, take
him quickly, before the sun rises.”
He yanked the long flaccid penis,
thrusting it into her mouth as he pushed her down on it. Jularian looked down
to find her there between his legs and grew stiff. His mind was so far gone
that he couldn’t help himself.
The monster lifted her bottom and
entered her from behind. Shoving himself so deeply into her she swore she could
feel him along the lining of her stomach. God it hurt.
She forgot about the monster
thrusting into her and concentrated on the one she loved before her. She took
him deep into her mouth and caressed his cool silken flesh.
Jularian had no control. Blood
oozed faster from the nail marks. She licked him clean as she sucked him.
Making him long and hard. The more she sucked the larger he grew.
The monster nearly crushed her ribs
as he rammed into her. She began to buck her body in rhythm his with pumping,
thinking only of the creature she loved.
Jularian’s eyes fluttered. “It’s
time princess, climb up there let him know what sloppy seconds feel like.”
She happily climbed upon him, glad
to have the monster out of her, and Jularian in her. She leaned down and kissed
him long and passionately before taking him inside her. His arms wrapped
tightly around and over her, as he buried his forehead between her breasts and
cried.
“Oh, God, I love you so much,” she
whispered in his ear.
“And I love you,” he whispered
back.
“This is all making me so sick,”
the monster said as he slammed his cock deep into her ass. “How does that feel
baby?” he whispered in her ear. “I haven’t had the opportunity to cum yet, but
I think your ass might be the perfect place.
She stifled a sob. Jularian hated
himself for not having the ability to save her from the torture. He was weak
and helpless, hoping that she could forgive him.
The ramming from behind was so hard
and so violent, that her body was tearing apart.
She tried to block out the pain as
she concentrated on the gargoyle in front of her. She caressed each of his
features, tracing his brows, mouth, and even his tusks. She wanted to remember
every part of his face. They touched foreheads and clung to each other tightly.
Each barely able to breathe between sobs.
The sky lightened and the first
rays of sun broke the horizon.
“I will always love you,” he
whispered seconds before the sun broke the horizon, turning him to stone.
She fainted there in his granite
embrace, knowing the one she loved was gone forever.
She awoke to the sound of a bat
cracking across something. It sounded far away and so distant. She felt the
vibrations like a chill crawling up her spine. The sound came again.
“Awake already, princess?” The
monster said as the harsh cracking sound vibrated again. “Once I get you free
we’ll get to play a little while longer”
Something crumbled down her back,
and she realized what was happening, the monster was breaking Jularian to get
to her. She buried her face deep into the cold dead granite shoulder and cried
again. Why did it have to end this way?
It didn’t take long for him to
finish his handiwork. He yanked her off the statue and threw her to the floor.
“I’m pleased that we finally have
some alone time.”
She thought the nightmare was over,
that nothing else could compare. But she was wrong, the worst was still yet to
come….
She lay, nearing death on the
pavement two stories below the apartment. She had served her purpose. Soon a
profound hatred took over her mind wiping out the pain. He had accomplished his
task, he destroyed her and everything she held dear. Two former allies would be
at each other’s throats, in a war that would soon tear worlds apart.
The monster looked down at the
pretty mess on the concrete with his red sunbursts glowing in the early morning
sunlight. He broke off the statue’s stone cock and held it out the window.
“Something to remember me by,
love,” he said as he let it slip through his fingers.
The stone erection shattered on the
pavement just inches from her forehead.
Though bloody and twisted, she
still resembled something beautiful, a doll perhaps. Her emerald eyes stared blankly
toward the sky and beheld him with such hate that he shivered. He took a
sledgehammer to Jularian and taking one last look around the cramped apartment
he packed up the few items that might tie him to the crime and left forgetting
the about bloody mess in the alley below.
