Page 75 of Things Get Dark
Sam J Patterson is the name given to one manifestation of the boundless reality. This particular manifestation of the boundless reality happens to live in Cardiff and enjoys nerdy card games, sunshine, and beating himself up about normal human flaws.
Atlantis is his first published story.
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Seeds
By Drea Denae
Reina finds herself exactly where she didn’t want to be: hiding in the woods while the rest of her secluded community waits to learn who has claimed her. Amos and Mikeal, twin brothers, must hunt for their Chosen and claim her in order to dictate who will lead The Greenhouse. Best friends since childhood, these three find their lives changed all because of The Ceremony.
Seeds is an introduction to a new world and is an MFM story, meaning the love interest is involved with two men who are not romantic with each other. They live within a cult.
Content Warnings:
Rough sex
Hunting/chasing of the female
Threesome in the woods
Explicit language
Dubious consent.
Reina
The bark of thetree scratches against my back as I beg my heart to stop pounding loudly in my chest. Trying to stay quiet is next to impossible when all I want to do is scream in frustration.
My parents are probably on the outskirts of the woods, ready to watch me be dragged to the altar awaiting with pride. For weeks, the selection process has dragged on and at each opportunity I’ve failed to prove myself unworthy of this honor. I manage not to puke at the memory of all those naive girls who looked on in jealousy before the commencement of this tradition began.
Oddly enough, I have no objections to living within The Greenhouse. The outside world would call us a brainwashed cult but they don’t understand. This colony is a community, a safe haven and peaceful escape from normal society.
My parents brought me here when I was a toddler and I don’t remember any other life. I know my Mama’s family immigrated here from Mexico when she was just a baby and my Papa grew up not far from here. I don’t remember who recruited us or whymy parents chose this life for us but it has always felt like our home.
However, this ceremony is a little inconvenient to my plans of staying single into adulthood or even retirement.
From what I know of the ceremony, it’s not all that common. It requires two eligible heirs and the desire to lead our people in order for it to even be necessary. It’s been at least two decades since the last occurrence.