Gifted to Darkness by Kaia Le'Sorra (the ebook reader txt) 📖

other had dark hair that had been cropped short. They had been wearing jeans, the blonde had a leather jacket and the other had been in a black t-shirt. Sarah had only seen their backs as they had walked away from her, but according to her it wasn’t anyone from school.
As the final bell rang Lizibel made her way out of class at a sluggish pace, she wasn’t ready to go back to an empty house. She let herself be pushed in the crowded halls by other students that were rushing to leave. She felt something strong take a hold of her wrist and she was pulled out from the sea of students. The strong thing that had pulled her out was now attempting to crush her. She gasped for air as she pounded her fists against a broad firm chest. A small chuckle brushed against her ear making her shiver. The sound of that laugh made her surrender herself to the embrace, she threw her arms around Todd, hugging tightly. After a second he pulled away. “We need to talk”, the tone in his voice made her cringe. Sighing she took stepped back to look at him. 6 feet of pure muscle, but he had the sweetest face she had ever seen, his green eyes sparkled as he returned her gaze. “Do I pass?” he grinned at her and the smile lit up his whole face. “Sorry”, she said giving him an embarrassed look. He laughed again running a hand through his short brown hair. “Sooo?” he gave her a questioning look.
“Todd, about last night, look I’m really sorry. I jus-“ Todd put his hand over her mouth, stopping her mid sentence. She frowned up at him. “Don’t apologize Bell, I know that you don’t need to be chasing guys around. And were not anything really, so why should I care who you go home with. It’s not going to change our friendship right?” Lizibel looked up at him, wide eyed. Blinking slowly she nodded, “Right, friendship.” Todd grinned, “Well, see ya round”, giving her a parting look he turned on his heel and strolled away.
Lizibel turned and walked to her locker, the halls were empty again, just as they had been in the morning. She felt the familiar buzz of her phone in her pocket. Pulling it out she read the message from Kate, ‘Talk 2 Todd?’ Lizibel chuckled, of course Kate had seen them. ‘Ya’ she replied. Opening her locker she dumped a couple of books in her bag. Her phone buzzed again, ‘And?’ she stared at the message for a little. She didn’t really want to talk about it but, Kate was her best friend. ‘Well I think, no, I kno I just got friendzoned’ she stared a minute more at the text before tapping send. Hefting her bag over her shoulder she walked out of the school. Buzz. ‘Movie, my house, @ 8’ Kate’s reply made her grin, but Lizibel didn’t feel like bumming out Kate’s night. ‘It’s ok, I have hw’, Kate replied instantly ‘K’.
Lizibel walked home slowly, the gentle breeze brushed against her face. Already it was starting to get warmer, Summer wasn’t far off. Suddenly she heard a small thump behind her. She stopped in her tracks. More uneasiness. Dropping her bag she clenched her fists, taking a deep breath she turned quickly. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. The long dirt road that led from her school to her house was completely empty. She looked around slowly, not expecting to find anything. The fields surrounding the road hadn’t yet grown crops and the dirt had that look of just being turned over. She was the only person there. She could still feel it, that familiar chill she got every single time she closed her eyes. The chill traveled up her spine, shivering she whipped around. Nothing again. She shook her head trying to rid herself of the feeling. Bending down she scooped up her bag, hurriedly throwing in the books that had fallen out. She heard it, another thump, just a few feet behind her. The sound of a foot hitting the hard dirt road. Her hands shook as she gathered her things faster. Another thump, closer this time. Finally throwing her bag over her shoulder she ran. The thumps continued after her getting closer with every second. Ahead of her she could see her house. She was barely able to push herself faster, her thighs were burning, but behind her she could feel the freezing chills. Finally her feet hit her wooden porch, she smashed into her door, yanking it open. As she threw herself inside she slammed it behind her. Collapsing on her knees she listened. The thumps stopped at her door. She could feel the, the shadows. Creeping slowly beneath the door. Then she heard them again, thumps slowly getting farther and farther. The shadows receded, and she let herself take a deep breath. Her body was shaking, tears threatened to spill out of her eyes. She dragged herself up to her room, letting her overused body fall on the bed. She was helpless to stop herself as her eyes shut, and delivered her to oblivion. Dreaming, but....

Lizibel opened her eyes to feel something warm dripping on her face. The slick liquid oozed across her cheek, running over her lips to form a puddle beneath her head. “What the hell?” Lizibel lifted her hand to her face, wiping away the strange substance. The room was dimly lit, and the ground was cold and hard beneath her. Cold and hard? Lizibel ran her hand over the floor again, it was smooth beneath her fingertips, not what her rug usually felt like. “Umm where’s my bed?” Lizibel shivered, something wasn’t right. Sitting up Lizibel ran a finger through the puddle on the floor. The liquid was thick, clinging to her fingers as she raised her hand to examine it. In the dim light it appeared to be a bluish black, as she brought her hand closer to her face the smell came to her. Roses and vanilla, Lizibel inhaled deeply. The aroma was intoxicating, her eyes fluttered shut as she brought her fingers to her lips. Her mouth fell open and she brushed her index finger over her bottom lip, coating it with the thick liquid. Just as she was about to thrust her fingers in her mouth a muffled sound behind her broke her trance. A louder clang brought her back to her senses. Lizibel dropped her hand rubbing it against her jeans, turning slowly she saw nothing at first. Until she looked up.
He dangled on the wall, head hung low with thick locks of pale hair covering his face. He would have easily been taller than her, even if he wasn’t hanging above her. His arms were stretched away from his body, attached to the wall by thick metal rods. One went straight through his hand into the wall, the other appeared to pierce his elbow, the last went through his shoulder. It was the same on both arms. Another thick rod protruded from the middle of his chest. He appeared to be well muscled but it was hard for her to be sure, too much of his body was coated with that dark liquid. Lizibel’s eyes continued traveling over his body, through the middle of each thigh more rods held him to the wall. Finally she came to his feet, they were held together by a chain that pulled them tightly to the wall. Her breathing was fast and shallow. What the hell is this, she kept yelling it in her head yet she couldn’t seem to form the words.
“Lizibel”, she jumped at the sound of her name. “Lizibel”, his voice was hoarse as he repeated her name. Lizibel was shivering, but she stepped forward determinedly. “A-Are you okay?” her voice shook as she spoke. From above her she heard him chuckle hoarsely. “Lizibel”, he crooned her name softly. It broke her heart, she walked to the wall reaching her hand up to touch him. Even on tiptoes she couldn’t reach his feet, she jumped but still nothing. More of the thick liquid dripped on her, blood she realized now, that black liquid was his blood. Lizibel groaned as the sweet smell attacked her nose again.
“Lizibel!” his voice was a sharp command this time. She groaned in frustration, why wouldn’t he let her enjoy this.
“Lizibel go now!” She cocked her head in confusion. The chains were rattling above her, but she was too busy staring at the puddle of blood. “Aah”, Lizibel looked up to see him twisting in pain.
“Stop!” she yelled at him, “stop” tears stung her eyes as she watched him struggle. “Please”, she was whimpering now as she watched him struggle. He didn’t stop though, Lizibel was on the verge of crying, it almost physically hurt her to see him do that to himself. Stepping back she screamed at him, “Stop! Now!” He was still.
“Thank God!” she said wiping her eyes with the hem of her shirt. From above her she heard him hiss quietly.
“Lizibel you must never call upon him”, he growled deeply.
She blinked, confused again. He raised his head then. Her breath caught in her throat as she gazed at him, he was completely breathtaking, flawlessly beautiful. He returned her gaze, his eyes roaming over her. Lizibel shivered as their eyes met, his were a shinning silver, they seemed to glow in the dark room. As she stared into his eyes she saw that his pupil was enveloped by a thin ring of artic blue, it almost blended into the silver of his eyes. Lizibel’s lungs burned, aching for oxygen. She couldn’t even bring herself to draw a breath as she looked at him. Closing his eyes he turned his face away from her, Lizibel whimpered before taking a deep breath.
“You have to go”, he whispered still not looking at her. Lizibel stared at him, willing him to meet her eyes again, he didn’t. Another chain caught her attention, wrapped tightly against his neck it pulled him to the wall. She hadn’t seen it before because his head had been hanging down.
“Let me help you”, her throat felt dry, the words came out as a whisper. Another of his hoarse chuckles.
“You cannot”, she heard him take a shuddering breath, “Not yet.”
Lizibel frowned, “When?”
“Not yet”, his breaths were coming slower now. Lizibel panicked as she saw that his chest barely rose as he inhaled.
“You can’t stay here! You’ll die!” He responded with another chuckle, “I haven’t yet, we must wait a little longer. Then I will gladly go with you”.
“How am I supposed to get here again?” Lizibel’s head was starting to ache, she rubbed her temples as her vision became blurry.
“You’ll always know how to find me. Go now! They can feel your presence”, his voice sounded panicked.
“Who?” she was having trouble keeping her balance, the pounding in her head was making it difficult for her to think.
“Run!” he yelled fiercely, she went without arguing this time.

Her feet slapped against the stone floor. She could hardly tell where she was going anymore,