Radley's Home for Horny Monsters, Annabelle Hawthorne [howl and other poems TXT] 📗

the back door together, blood running down Garrett’s arm and a piece of Emily’s dress torn away. Garrett swore, using his wand to seal the bite mark on his arm. Pushing Emily to the concrete in front of him, he stared at the fountain where Naia stood, waiting.

“Let her go,” Naia said. The water behind her had formed into several tall water spouts, each of them tilting toward Garrett, swirling menacingly.

“Or what? You’ll get me wet?” Garrett drew his wand. Naia unleashed a blast of water intended to knock him off his feet, but Garrett froze the water and the contents of the fountain with a beam of frost from his wand. Naia screamed as the water froze around her legs, pinning her in place.

“No, damn you!” Naia tried to yank herself free, and Garrett laughed.

“Oh yes. You had some fighters inside, and they all now lay motionless, just waiting for me once I’m done with you.” Garrett pulled his dick free of his pants. It was erect and pointing at the sky. He dragged Emily to the fountain, then climbed inside to stand next to Naia. “You’re going to give me the Nymph’s Blessing, or I will kill Emily and bury this fountain.”

“You can’t!” Naia said.

“Oh, but I can!” Garrett pointed his wand at the house. “And none of you can stop me!” Faces disappeared behind curtains, the monsters in the house hiding in fear. “The creatures in this house will serve me, but it has to start with you. Give me the Blessing that I may become the rightful owner of this place, or I will murder every single one of you!”

“Emily? Emily!” Naia waved her hands frantically at Emily, who couldn’t move. “Please, help, somebody!”

Garrett laughed. “Oh yes! I am so glad I came for you first! Scream, cry, beg! I want to hear it all!” His wand glowed, causing icy hands to grow from the ice.

“Every last one of you will bow, and I will use your gifts to collect even more of you. I left here a man, and I return a wizard. Now watch me become a god.”

The icy limbs forced Naia to bend over. Garrett laughed, Emily blinked, and the whole world came to a crawl. Garrett released Emily, then stroked his dick with one hand while keeping his wand pointed at Naia with the other. “I can keep you alive for quite some time, just like this. How many times will I be able to fuck you before you give in?” He slapped his dick against her ass.

Tink scurried out from beneath the bushes, scrambling across the ground on all fours. She was fast, silent, and Garrett was too busy staring at Naia’s ass to see her. She leapt through the air and collided with Garrett, knocking him off his feet.

“Who the fuck are you?” he shouted, wrestling with the angry goblin. Punching her in the head soon proved worthless, so he fought to aim his wand downward, but it was too long-he accidentally fired a spell into the ice below, causing it to explode, icy shards spraying everywhere. He punched her in the face several times and her grip loosened, allowing him to force her down and away. Aiming his wand to vaporize her, he realized his sudden mistake as Tink suddenly shifted her weight.

Tink bit down on his dick with her needle-sharp teeth, then sunk her claws into Garrett’s thighs as she tried to shake him like a dog shakes its prey.

“AHHH!” Garrett misfired his spell, shattering one of the ice pillars nearby.

Tink ripped her head away from his crotch, taking part of Garrett’s manhood with her. She spat it out. “How dare you! How dare you attack my family! I’ll kill you!” she shrieked. Garrett curled into a ball to squirm away from her, but Tink wasn’t having it. She leapt on him again, fighting to take away his magic wand. The spell went off when the wand was pressed against her forehead, a blue blast of energy that hurled Tink through the air and into the side of the house. She fell behind the bushes and disappeared.

“This can’t be happening, it can’t!” Garrett dropped his wand and held what was left of his injured dick, groaning. “I worked too hard for this! I will grind you up into a paste, you worthless fucking monster!” He noticed the shadow fall over him and looked up..

“Die, you fucker.” Emily stood over him, the spell broken. She held up a chunk of ice the size of a basketball and brought it down on his head, smashing in his skull.

EMILY STOOD OUTSIDE the greenhouse, Garrett’s dead body lying in the grass.

“Sweet pea!” she called, opening the door. The Mandragora vines appeared, coiling around her arms lovingly. She was covered in Garrett’s blood from dragging his heavy ass all the way through the yard. It had taken her some time to empty his pockets-he had been traveling with so many jars and vials stored in magic, room-sized pockets inside of his coat. “I have a meal for you!”

“Help us get rid of the trash,” Abella added. She stood next to Garrett, holding his magic wand. The Mandragora slithered across the grass and wrapped gently around the dead body. A thin vine rose to shoulder height in front of Abella, who handed over the wand.

“Make him disappear,” Emily said, wiping tears from her face. The plant grabbed the magic wand, then dragged it and its owner away into the greenhouse. Emily shut the door behind it and fell to her knees. The tears came in torrents now, soaking her face.

“Don’t cry.” Abella put her arms around Emily’s shaking shoulders. “Don’t cry. It’s going to be okay.”

“I put everyone in danger. Tink saved us, even though I was so awful to her. I almost lost this place because I couldn’t keep my knees together! And now Tink may never wake up. It’s all my fault!”

“Everyone makes mistakes. Work hard and make up for