Seducing Darkness by Erin Richards

Author:Erin Richards [Richards, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Psychic Justice Book 4
Publisher: Midnight Muse Publishing
Published: 2018-05-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

The last Marisa remembered was Jake dumping her gently on the bed. She rolled onto her side facing Ric, her hand over his heart.

“Marisa?” Ric’s voice invaded her head. “Where are you?”

“I’m here.” A black cavern swallowed her words.

“It’s dark. Empty. You shouldn’t be here,” he said.

“Ric? Is it really you?” Marisa’s brow crinkled. Her mind butted against another foreign entity. Ric? She had no way of knowing for certain. Why can’t he read me? Oh, check, he’s not telepathic.

The moment she questioned herself, Ric’s thoughts rushed her in a traffic jam of epic proportions. She mentally high-fived herself for the return of her telepathy. She singled out a coherent thought, but the scene in his mind sped her off down the two-lane highway. Not again!

The slender woman with the long black ponytail headed through a gate to the backyard. Darkness and clouds hid her, not even the moon offered her up. She exuded a confidence in her trepidation, as if she knew exactly what to do, but worried about taking her first step and adding it to the layers of misdeeds on her rap sheet.

An element of excitement rolled off her. Not her excitement. Nothing about her seemed to belong to her. A puppet dangling from marionette strings. A puppet he wanted to awaken, take into his arms, and protect from the insanity encapsulating her. It was evident then the evil lurking within her didn’t belong to her, wasn’t her.

Another presence hid in the shadows, an invisible being forcing Marisa’s actions, stealing her free will.

“Marisa, baby. It’s you,” Ric said.

With a loose backpack strapped on, she slipped through the rear door of the dead silent house, careful not to bang the walls.

“Stop, Marisa!” Ric shouted. “Don’t go in there.”

Two of them lay, a man and woman, backs to each other on the bed.

“No!” Anguish shredded Ric’s intestines. He clawed the air as she escaped his reach. “Wake up, Marisa Meadows! Don’t do this.”

Ric tried to run after her, but his feet were rooted to the landscape of her mind. He caved in on himself, lost and imprisoned in the inky abyss with no outlet, no ability to reach Marisa and stop her or the person who held her in thrall. Incapable of ending the scene or halting Marisa, he once again watched the gruesome images unfold from starting the fire until she confronted the man in the vehicle.

The tie binding her mind stretched another notch, allowing emotions to spill into her brain. Remorse. Terror. Horror. A strange satisfaction. A smug arrogance.

“Look. At. Me,” the man in the car said, his features no longer a cloudy haze.

Slowly, she rotated her head. Smoke filtered into her mouth, though the air was clear in the vehicle. She gagged on the thickening cloud. The stench of charred flesh undid her.

“Why?” she asked.

“You know why. You’re the one I want.”

“I’m not all here.” She tapped her skull. “I won’t be useful to you.”

“Wait until you are all there.” He kissed her hard. She clasped his shoulders and returned his kiss.

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