Destiny: A Reverse Harem Paranormal Romance

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is Clara's (the protagonist) father narrating. Clara has just visited him at his small apartment, the house where she grew up. She leaves frustrated, and now he's going to face a dark force
that has returned from the past...

Chapter 3 (v.1) - Bernard Clarke

Submitted: August 01, 2018

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Submitted: August 01, 2018



AS SOON AS CLARA SLAMMED MY DOOR and left me alone once more, I knew that I had made a terrible mistake...for her as well as me. Oh, Clara! My dear daughter. I have failed you in so many ways. You deserved a better parent. A stronger, braver parent. You deserved...your mother. And yet, all you were left with was me.

Those damned book! I should have burned every blasted one of them! They led your mother down a dangerous path, they led her to him...and, Clara! What if they have done the same to you too?

And yet, how could I burn them when I saw you poring over them as a child, the beaming smile in your face and that look of wonder in your eyes as you read the books which were written by my dear wife - some under her own name and others under pseudonyms.

I should have told you more...explained that your mother did not abandon us but was taken by him, but I am a cowardly man! And he made it clear that if ever I told you the truth, my life would be forfeit.

And so I did what I do best...I ran and I took you with me and I hid us away as best I could. And...and...Eve, forgive me...and I lied to you, oh so many times! I tried to tell myself that it was for your own good and to an extent maybe it was, but I know too that I told you such lies mostly to save myself.

But tonight...well, tonight I came too close to telling you the truth about my true feelings about the supernatural...and magic...and Eve. Tonight, I broke the deal that I struck with him. And I know that I will have to pay the price. I am not left alone for long.

I smell brimstone before I see him and then he appears...taller than life, with hair as dark as night. His voice is a menacing hiss, barely above a whisper.

“You...shouldn’t have done that, Bernard Clarke. Your daughter belongs to me...she must fulfill her destiny.”

My whole body seems to sag. I am already utterly defeated.

“I know,” I reply, “but I had to try, by Eve! I...I love her!”

He hisses and wraps his arms around me. His black robes flutter wildly as if being blown by a great gale and I can hear the sound of some poor lost souls screaming from somewhere within the folds of those dark robes.

“I loved life more? Isn’t that why you hid here? Did you really think that I wouldn’t find you here? That I wouldn’t find her here?

I do not answer his question. Instead, I close my eyes. Tears trickle down my cheeks.

“Do what you will.”

“No...regrets?” he asks me.

“Oh, no. I have so many regrets but there’s no point in-”

I feel something sharp puncture my stomach. Coughing up blood, I keel over onto the floor and look up at him. He is lying on top of me, pinning me to the ground. His black robes have transformed into leathery wings and from his head, I see that two horns are growing.

I try to say something but I cannot speak...I just cough up more blood. He stares into my eyes.

“ is all over now, Bernard. Close your eyes and are so tired and deserve a rest. You need a rest. So sleep...just...sleep.”

My eyes feel heavy. I try to fight against it but it is no good. I have never been much of a fighter.

I close my eyes. Maybe...maybe he is right. Maybe a rest would be good after all...

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