Out of the Lamp
'You've been sinning.' His voice is laced with dark amusement. 'Tut, tut, naughty little genie.' He chuckles. 'I'll have to punish you.'
Shadows enshroud the air between us and he covers it in a matter of one soundless step. I yelp with surprise as he pushes me squarely on the chest, toppling me backwards onto my bed. 'Don't you dare touch me!'
He touches me.
Didn't see that one coming.
'I'll do as I please,' his voice drops dangerously. Sounding almost threatening. 'And there's nothing you can do about it.'
To prove his point, he grabs my wrists in one inhumanly large hand, and yanks them above my head. Jostling me like a rag doll. His body slowly descends, his weight an uncomfortable heaviness on me, pinning me to the bed.
'Good girl.' He purrs. And that's when my anger hits the radar.
'GOOD GIRL?' I spit in his face, wriggling beneath him. 'I'll show you good girl you sick-'
'Unnnnnnnh.' He groans and the sound stills me instantly.
'Keep doing that, it feels pretty good.' His eyes flash at my horror stricken face. 'And if you're so flustered about being called a good girl, then show me exactly how bad you can be, little genie.'
'Oh gross, you cringeworthy lame ass demon.' I snarl.
Make the three wishes, forget the Granter, move on.
Not for Alia, never for her: Part mortal - Part Genie - All awkward, emotional, teenager
A mysterious shapeshifter is hunting her down for her secret. A grand return of a nineteen year long missing mother. A future determining trial period with the Immortals Bureau. A debt collector and a sprinkling of Cupid's secret Seventh Sin is all that's needed to tip over the balance of her universe.
Is there anything else life wants to add to the pile?
Hades' illegitimate son, of course!