Stone Prison

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Authors: H. M. Ward
Tags: Paranormal, Magic, Young Adult, molly, Fairy Tales
didn't know what I was or what I was capable of.
     
    A large man with a large gut hollered at me one last time, Where is the crown prince's heart! This is your last chance.
     
    I did not answer, as I could not. I didn't know where his heart went. When my haze of bloodlust lifted, his heart was gone, evaporated into thin air like all our hopes and dreams.
     
    The large man screamed again, demanding that I tell him.
     
    When I did not answer for the third time, he shoved me. My hands were bound behind my back as I fell into the pit they'd dug out for me. I fell on my back and was unable to get up. This would be my final resting place. This is where I would die, slowly, horrifically as my mother had warned.
     
    Every member of the court stood around the pit. The king and queen glared down at me. The king threw the first massive stone. The boulder fell into the pit, and crushed my leg. I let out a scream. The queen threw the next. The rock hit my head and rolled next to my face. A ribbon of blood ran down my cheek.
     
    One by one, the rocks fell from above, crushing me. I felt every last one as the hole was filled in slowly with stones. The weight of the rocks should have killed me, but I didn't die. I remained quiet. No doubt they all thought I was dead. But I was a witch a real witch. And no stones could crush me. Not with the power that flowed through my veins.
     
    As dirt fell from above, I heard the gravediggers speak as they filled in the tomb. So, where do you think she put the heart?
     
    Sand and rock fell from above, surrounding me. Soon there would be no air. I could not survive if I remained where I was. I could shatter the stones on top of me, and crawl out of the deep grave, but I didn't want to. Part of me died the night I destroyed my beloved.
     
    The memories turned rancid in my mind, as I recalled exactly where the prince's heart was. That horrific night, before the clock chimed one, I remember feeling the serene sticky warmth of his beating heart slide between my lips. It slid down my throat, warming me as it went. His blood gave me the power I needed. Swallowing his heart hole, allowed it to continue to feed me and grant me power. I'd consumed the heart of the prince.
     
    Blood is power, and the heart consumed of one much loved is the most powerful thing of all. After all, what is love if you keep your heart?
     
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CHAPTER ONE
    Let me go, Jake. You're not like this. Desperation was in my voice.
     
    Ivy, you have no idea what I'm like. The moon hung high above the trees. It painted shadows across Jake's face, highlighting his perfect contours. My arms felt like lead, useless at my sides. I couldn't tell how he ensnared me. It felt like my wrists and ankles were glued to the ground, but nothing was there. Pulling hard, unable to move, my heart started to race. I hated feeling trapped. Actually being trapped made it worse.
     
    Moments ago everything was normal. We were laughing, rolling around on the grass.
     
    I thought & I thought you wanted a kiss? I asked.
     
    I do want a kiss. Leaning closer, Jake emerged from the patchwork of shadows. The dim moonlight spilled across his face, revealing his eyes. I couldn't look away. My heart hammered as our gazes locked. An ungodly crimson ring surrounded his normally blue eyes, hugging tightly to his irises. It was like fire and blood, burning together. And they were intently focused on one thing.
     
    Me.
     
    Panic shot through my veins. What's wrong with your eyes?
     
    I shivered, repressing the fear that crawled up my throat.
     
    He shifted, hovering above me. Jake's lips spread into a soft grin. I'm still me. You can trust me, Ivy.
     
    I've wanted to kiss you for so long.

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