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With two inside me, I felt them slide in and out at varying speedsโ€”one tendril in, another tendril out โ€“ in and out โ€“ in and out. The sounds of another beast came closer as I attempted to look down into the darkness as if I could ever hope to do anything about it. I felt myself starting to reach my pinnacle again.

Story Excerpt

Trapped, by Jezebel Rose

 

CHAPTER ONE: FORBIDDEN

โ€œYoung woman, this area is off-limits.โ€

The words rang through my head as I walked along a small trail to the graveyard’s rear entrance. I knew the guard was right, and thatโ€™s why I came back at night.

None of my friends came with me. They all pussed out a couple of hours ago when the guard told them no.ย Please.ย Itโ€™s all just a lie formulated by the law to keep the town from entering the burial grounds. Thereโ€™s nothing there but a bunch of decaying bones and dead old guys.

I chuckled to myself as I clicked on my flashlight.

The sun had set an hour ago. Everything was pitched black other than where my flashlight shone as I walked up to the barricaded doors.

A chilled breeze blew across my skin and stirred up the fall leaves around me as I stuck my crowbar into the decayed wooden door. Chunks of rotted wood fell to the ground as I bashed a hole into the lower part.

Peering through the hole, I saw nothing but darkness. The hair on my arms stood on end as I stepped inside.

The temperature immediately dropped several degrees.

Sounds of water dripping in the distance echoed off the hall as I stood there and surveyed my surroundings. Just because I was brave didnโ€™t mean I was stupid. I wasnโ€™t about to fall into a dark hole, only for my bones to be found centuries later by someone else tempting their fate.

I shined my flashlight on the ancient crypt walls. Symbols from long ago were partially faded. It seemed like something you would see deep in a pyramid.

The ground seemed to shudder as I traced my fingers along the indent of a large triangular symbol. It had a star in the center. I studied cults throughout my college career, and none of these seemed familiar.

I shrugged my shoulders and continued down the hallway, my flashlight making wide sweeps in front of me.

Everything seemed pretty normal, an ancient crypt, cold stone floor, half crumbled walls and one thick layer of dust over everything.

Two doorways. One to the left, one to the right.

I chose the left.

Peering inside and sweeping my light across the room revealed several large caskets with broken urns surrounding each. I stepped inside and bent over next to one of the urns. Ash had spilled out and covered the floor around the rotted caskets in the middle of the room.

Standing back up, I headed into the other room.

Same thing. Large caskets, rotted urns, and nothing more than a bunch of ash.

I went in for a closer look at the caskets. These seemed to be slightly different than the ones in the other room.

These were slightly more extravagant.

I grabbed the top of the casket and pushed it off. It fell to the floor with a loud thud.

Inside was the skeleton of some sort of creature. It wasnโ€™t human. The claw marks on the top of the casket meant the creature wasnโ€™t dead when placed down here.

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Jezebel Rose: The Unrelenting Queen of Taboo Erotica and Horror

Jezebel is a literary predator, sinking her claws into the darkest corners of human desire and dread. With over 3,000 published works, she reigns as a titan of taboo erotica and horror, crafting stories that obliterate boundaries. Her catalog, dripping with raw, unfiltered depravity, includes titles like Daddyโ€™s Drugged Daughter Gangbang and Bukkake, Swamp Snake Sis Gutfuck: Vore Feast, and The Barn 26 Weretigers: Breeding, Impregnation, Birthing. Her tales of incest, bestiality, rape, and sadistic breeding have amassed 13,706 Goodreads ratings, averaging 4.13, proof of her grip on a devoted, thrill-seeking audience.

Armed with two associate degrees in Writing and American Literature, a Masterโ€™s in Creative Writing, and a PhD in Expressive Writing in progress, Jezebel wields her academic prowess like a blade, slicing through conventions to expose the raw, pulsating core of her narratives. For 15 years, sheโ€™s been a relentless force, building worlds that revel in the grotesque and forbidden, from barely legal virgins ravaged by monstrous creatures to families torn apart by their own perverse lusts. Her work, available on InfiniteTaboo.com, is a not to her refusal to censor or soften the brutal realities she depicts.

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Trapped
99 Refined Crystals