Tasting Darkness

Read Taming Darkness By Jessica Hall Book 3 Chapter 23 – Despite how my body had reacted, this was still to my advantage. This weakness hadn’t been planned, but what better way to sell that I was powerless than not having the ability to walk? I would stop her, no matter what I had to endure. Her vile future plans and the madness she sought to spread over the world was going nowhere.

She laughed again as I flinched being drug through the doorway. When this was over I would never have to endure that laughter again. It was already burned into my memory, a sound that echoed in my head and featured in my worst nightmares. I would do anything to never have to hear it again.

They shoved me the rest of the way through and for a moment I thought they would throw me down the narrow flight of stairs that led downward, but surprisingly, they held back.

One of my captors lets me go and pushes me to the side as he stomps down the stairs. The other shoved me after him, making me stumble on the stairs. I caught myself before I lost control and took a deep breath as I descended.

Worst decision ever. The intense stench only got worse the lower we got and these monsters had to be nose blind, they didn’t even respond to it. I glanced around, trying to make out where we were going, but beyond the dim light that reflected on the stairs everything else around me was pitch black darkness.

We were nearing the end of the steps and I let my mind race. What would she try next? What exact wicked plan did she have up her sleeves? Considering she was bringing me down here, I was likely a prisoner for her schemes, I’d be thrown in a cell until she was ready to use me.

floor, tapping her foot. My trauma of coming down the stairs had apparently bored her. “This floor here is the original basement, however, this…,” she motions to a door that she goes through, as one of her men opens it. They don’t give me time before shoving me through it into another stairwell leading farther down.

to stretch forever, and it made perfect sense why I was never allowed to enter this place.

the scenery around me. I had thought this was some sort of torture room, but the scene before me was a different sort of depravity. The stench that had been tormenting me since I set foot down here made more sense now. If I had any doubts about the type of woman she had been, they were all cleared away now. There was no way for her

stretched farther than I could even see, was full of rows of glass cages. They were separated cells and crystal chains were attached to each wall, ready to torment whatever subject found itself

cell. Harmony-Faes, we were supposed to be like unicorns, mythical beings of the imagination that had been snuffed out of existence. And yet, she had an entire basement full of them, caged like animals to be used for whatever sick purposes she so desired. It made me want to bend over and vomit, one of those unbearable odors was coming from them and I shuddered to

her next victims. She wouldn’t take any chances by leaving the house and leaving them out in the open. No, she had to insure

I had been led to believe they were. There were more Harmony-Fae here, more than I

Test subjects just waiting for her to need them. Used as a way for them

wrath, but how would I

my very own cell, similar to those of the other Harmony-Faes.