Bewitching Sister
Vivian was cold, her arm hurt, and she was scared. Very scared. She peered upward, out of her cylindrical, stonework prison to the blue sky above. The sky brought her no comfort, it only seemed too taunt her. Reminding her how close and yet how far away she was from freedom. “Vinnyyyyy!” She called out for her brother, hoping she heard him. In truth, Vincent wasn’t far away. His instincts had told him something was wrong, that his twin sister was in danger. He was right, and knew so once he...
Incest