Salem's Rebel

"When humans came, died witches fame, the watchers intervened, extinguishing both flames." -: legend from Salem. Sierra, the princess of the witches was cast out of Salem for breaking the most important oath 'coming in contact with a human.' However,that forbidden deed brought about a son, a curse to the witches. Sierra soon finds out that the witches had tried to kill she and her son from fear of the ancient legend, where humans bring doom to their existence. Serving as one man's mistress after escaping Salem, she is killed mysteriously, but her son is saved. Their society, rapidly civilises and Aros the product of a curse from witches, and a human father, continues his life in college, but the past soon starts to hunt him. The loop of that ancient legend where nobody knows why it's continuous after the cycle of a thousand years slowly reveals reasons behind it to Armaros, through the inked tattoos that had appeared on his skin at a young age. The questions start, "Was my father human to begin with? Why do the witches want want me dead? and most importantly, What am I?" Aros digs for answers. Having his friends by his side, they unravel this mystery, where each of them face their own problems and the pull of love comes in. They soon come to realise that creatures from vast realms walk the earth. "Phantom's dice rolls again, The debt must be paid." -: lost legend. *** Susan gulped at the sight, and the teacher finally took notice of her. "Sue?" he called her name in an informal manner but it was the deep whispered tone to it, that had Susan squeeze her legs feeling the wet pool between them. "Susan," Mr. Shane called out, his voice echoing through the dimly lit hallway. When she didn't respond to his first call, he tried again, this time, his voice laced with a hint of authority. Susan's heart raced as she turned to face him, "Oh, Shay…. sorry, I meant Mr. Shane" she stuttered, her cheeks flushing. "I was just getting some water. What about you? What brings you here?" Shane's gaze narrowed at her, "Bold of you to question my presence. Well, I came to inspect, as it had come to our notice, that some of the students usually sneak out of their dormitories past curfew, using the path behind your rooms." Shane stared down at her as he answered. "Oh I see," Susan replied her brown eyes trying to take in their conversation, but her gaze focused on his exposed chest. Shane was someone who had the privilege of finishing college earlier than most, earning him a spot as a lecturer in his early twenties. He knew what he did to Susan when he spoke to her this way, but he just wanted her to know he was the only one who had the power to make her feel that way. "Shay, just for tonight can you let me call you that?" asked Susan to Shane. How could he forget? Susan was one of the boldest ladies he had ever met and he knew just what her touch could do to him. "Yes I'll let you call me that, but first I want to take you somewhere" Shane said to Susan and he took her hand, then whisked her into one of the nearby storage rooms. The sharp outline of Mr. Shane's jaw faced Susan with unperturbed desire, his black hair had a golden tint at the lower strands, and his black eyes were like encapsulated jewels. "Shay? What are you up to?" asked Susan, when the latter turned off the light switch. Though she was dying with anticipation, she decided to stay patient. "Take off your night robe darling," Susan heard Shane whisper seductively in her ear, so she slowly took off her robe. Art by: Dew