Tasting Darkness

Chapter 133

Read Taming Darkness By Jessica Hall Book 3 Chapter 8 – Aleera POV

The fumes were h*rrendous, and the liquid bubbled like a potion some film directors portray only in sci-fi movies.

 

I kept watching Darius as he started crushing up the devil’s bane. My eyebrows furrowed in silent question. What was he planning to do with that thing? It was extremely toxic to demons, so getting a hold of that much of it had to be challenging. Was he trying to kill his own father?

Darius added sulfur and a heap of other, even more dangerous, ingredients. I couldn’t stop wondering where, from who, and how the heck he got his hands on such poisons.

It was such a wide variety of dangerous and toxic that I knew Darius had to be aware of the things he had there. It couldn’t be a coincidence. I refused to believe or even think that he had no idea what those things were.

Besides, the book he had opened looked like it could have been at least a hundred years old. It wasn’t the plain old recipe book, either. And I knew he wasn’t baking a cake.

My heart thundered against my ribcage as scenarios ran through my mind. I knew he wasn’t trying to hurt himself, or at least I hoped so, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t feeling like losing my mind while watching.

I knew he hadn’t done anything deadly as Darius still was alive, outside these memories, he was alive. That’s all that  mattered.

A movement caught my attention as I involuntarily held my breath. When Darius was done mixing up the dangerous plants, he took off the mask he had on. I gasped at the view of him choking on the fumes.

out of nowhere, he does something I never thought I would watch him

drank that thing until nothing was left without missing a beat! No second guessing, not a thought before he did it, just chugged

him to pass out and everything faded. His room disappeared, there were no surroundings for me to

I listened to the harsh thumping of his heart in his ears. The sound was awful, painful even, and then, it abruptly stopped. Not a thump, not a sound or movement. I

killed himself to ensure no more plagues were created from his blood. Darius killed off any chance of

killed himself, he came to realize the actual price. When he came back,

Yet, now  what was left of him was so dark, so  empty, and so wild in its roots, Darius had to face the new

him, Darius killed off what little control he used to

came forward far harder than he knew was possible. The very thing he tried to hide and control now was the only part of him that truly existed. The monster that lurked between him now

and freedom than ever. Darius wasn’t in control anymore, every moment of his life, the monster could break free and prove it had the

against the monster

thought Darius might get some reprieve

days later that Molly died. The pain, even if only a memory, that surged through him was indescribable.

oh god, how he tried, but nothing worked. Darius couldn’t do anything

he hated that she was used as a weapon to control him far too many

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