OMNISCIENT

Long ago, Apollo wanted to take over the world by conquering the dominant species on earth: the werewolves, tiger shifters, vampires, and witches.

In order to complete his goal, Apollo took the most beautiful and powerful daughter from each of the royal families to help breed his children.

The tall, slim, tan, black-haired, green-eyed beauty Willow from the Royal Moon Pack. The small but deadly blonde-haired, brown-eyed beauty Tora from the Tigerus Pack.

The tall, pale, dark haired and dark eyed beauty Maia from the Golden Blood Coven and the Blonde-haired, blue-eyed Kora, a witch from the Thornfern family, a royal family of powerful witches.

At first, things looked like they were going fine, but each and every time he got the woman pregnant the baby would die only a few months after they were born.

Apollo, both concerned and confused as to why his children were dying, turned to Hades and asked why he was taking his sons away.

Hades said it was because their bodies were too weak, they were born of a god and their other species and that combination was draining their body to death.

Knowing this, Apollo set out to find a beautiful woman by the name of Veronica. She was a Lilin-demon, a succubus, and was a very, very rare breed. She had long brown hair, tan skin, and hazel eyes.

She was also a direct line from Lilith herself; Veronica not only drained the life source from someone during a kiss or sex, but she could also give it.

Apollo found Veronica around the same time that his last four sons were born. Levi from Willow, Zyon from Tora, Axel from Maia, and Declan from Kora.

They were born in that order in the same year, all only about a month apart. Apollo asked Veronica to breast feed his sons in order to give them energy, and she did.

Then one day, after five years, Apollo came up with a plan to become even more powerful. He decided to have a child with Veronica, so he seduced her.

When she became pregnant, he then sent her off to a private home to give birth and raise her daughter by herself. A few months later she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl by the name of Charis.

Now, 18 years later, Veronica and Charis are coming back to celebrate her 18th birthday with her long-lost family. She also discovers what she was created for.

CHARIS

I love sex!

Even though I haven’t actually had sex before. My mother teaches me everything that I need to know about sex. By telling me as well as showing me.

I mean she should, I need sex to survive. I am a succubus, after all.

Well half-succubus. The other half I don’t know what it is, because I don’t know who my father is.

So, whenever my mother goes out for a “feeding” of energy she takes me with her. Showing me the ropes, as she calls it. I gladly watch her with all her partners. It’s very entertaining and makes my body feel tingly all over.

My mother told me that I was born for great things. She also says that I have to wait until I hit puberty in order to have sex. Which for me is 18, which kind of sucks because usually puberty hits at like 13, right?

But I have to wait an extra five years. It sucks more being that I still have the body of a 12-year-old. But lucky my birthday is only five days away. That’s right, I’m 17 right now and in 5 days I’ll be fully mature.

I will have to have sex for energy and everything. I’m not scared at all. In fact, I’m really excited. My mother taught me all the tricks to please your partner. How to fulfill their every dream and all their needs.

We always talk about my first time. According to her, my first time was already promised to someone.

Whenever I ask for more details, she just smiles and tells me not to worry about it and to trust her. I have no reason not to trust her. She’s my mother, after all.

Right now, my mother and I are sitting in back of a black four door Mercedes Benz with gray leather seats.

We were on our way to I don’t know where. Every time I asked her where we’re going, she says somewhere special.

I looked out the rear window and saw a medium U-Haul that held all our clothes and personal belongings. Sighing I lay back down and laid my head on my mother’s lap.

She started stroking my loose curly caramel-blonde hair. I looked up at her and she smiled at me as she pushed strands of hair out of my face.

“Okay, Momma, you going to tell me where are we going?” I asked, looking up at her.

She didn’t say anything, she just kept looking at me with that beautiful smile on her face. “I mean we’ve been driving for hours and we still aren’t at our destination,” I said, sitting up and sighing.

She laughed and looked out the window. “Don’t worry, we’ll be there soon, and you’ll love it, watch.”

“Yeah, right,” I said, rolling my eyes. I put my headphones in then closed my eyes and let the music take me away.

***

“Rissy, Rissy, wake up, we’re here,” my mother said, shaking me awake.

I was so deep asleep, I didn’t even notice that we had come to a stop. I sat up and tiredly rubbed my eyes. Then I followed my mother out the car and stretched high to the shy and looked around.

“Whoa,” I said, dropping my arms and flattening my white spaghetti-strap summer dress that came mid-thigh.

I reached down to fix the strap on my white and tan wedges. Standing up, I couldn’t help staring at the sight in front of me.

It was a large tan mansion with many large arched windows. I could smell the freshly cut grass. The bushes were the brightest green I’ve ever seen.

There were fully bloomed flowers everywhere and the palm trees stood high. In front of the house was a fountain with mermaids and horses in it.

It was truly a beautiful mansion. Whoever their gardener was, they did one hell of a job.

“You should close your mouth, honey. You’re drooling,” my mother whispered to me.

Quickly I closed my mouth and rolled my eyes, knowing that she was joking about the drool. She took my hand and we slowly started walking toward the house.

“And who lives here, Mom?” I asked her as we walked up the stairs. She didn’t say anything, just kept on walking up the stairs. “Mom?” I asked her again and again, yet I still got nothing.

As we got to the top step, the double doors opened and a tall man walked out. He was at least 6’1” with brown wavy hair shortly cut and the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen.

He wore a tight-fitting gray V-neck T-shirt that showed off all his muscles and a pair of black jeans and black shoes. He was truly a beautiful man and he had this certain glow about him that made him seen like a god.

He stopped in front of us and just stared at my mother with a big grin on his face. I looked between the both of them and they were just staring at each other as if having their own private conversation.

“Veronica,” he finally said, opening his arms widely. My mother with a smile on her face walked right into this strange man’s arms.

“It’s nice to see you again, Apollo,” she said as she hugged him tightly.

“I’ve missed you so much,” he said as he buried his face in the crook of my mother’s neck and started rubbing his hands up and down the back of her red and white spaghetti-strap sundress.

Their long intimate hug was getting a little more than awkward. So, I did what any awkward teen would do and cleared my throat. Then he was looking up at me. Pulling away from my mother he stood in front of me.

“Wow, look at you,” he said with a smile on his face. “You look as beautiful as your mother.” He tucked a strand of my loose curls behind my ear.

I couldn’t help but blush. I mean, come on, this beautiful man, by the name of Apollo (the perfect name for a god-like man) was telling me I was beautiful.

“Um, excuse me, but who are you?” I just had to ask. I mean, I appreciate the compliment, but it was coming from a complete stranger. A complete beautiful god-like stranger.

He laughed the most beautiful sexy laugh I ever heard.

“Well, I suppose you don’t know me, and I know your mother never told you about me, but here I am even though it’s 18 years later and you’re going through puberty.

“I hope you accept me and let me be here for you now,” he said, grabbing my hand.

I nodded slowly, pulling my hand from his grip. “That’s nice and all but I still don’t know who you exactly are,” I said with a small nervous laugh.

“Well, honey,” my mom started, stepping in. “You remember how you always wanted to know what your other half was and who your father is?”

Nodding slowly, I already knew where this was going. I just wanted to hear my mother say it.

“Well, he’s your father, and his name is Apollo,” my mother said, hooking her arm through his.

I looked at him for a moment. I’m not a dumb person. I can tell the resemblance.

Then it hit me. “Wait a second, did you say Apollo, as in the Greek god of the sun?”

He nodded. “And of music, medicine, poetry, art, and so much more,” he said with a smirk on his face.

“And you’re my dad?” I asked, pointing between the two of us. He nodded and smiled.

“Holy shit, that means I’m part god!” I yelled a little too loudly.

“Language, young lady,” my mother said sternly. But I was too excited. I just found out who my dad was and what my other half was. I was finally feeling complete.

“Well let’s get inside the house. I want you to meet the rest of the family,” Apollo said, putting an arm around my shoulder and ushering me inside the house.

“The rest of the family?” I asked, confused. “You mean there’s more?”

“Yup, you have four brothers and their mothers,” Apollo said calmly.

As we walked through the house, I couldn’t help but admire the beauty of it.

“Sooo, you have four different sons by four different women?” I asked. I already knew the answer but you can say I was just trying to make light conversation.

“Yup Levi from Willow, Zyon from Tora, Axel from Maia, and Declan from Kora. And you’re my only girl. You were made for important things when you hit puberty. I can’t wait, all my kids coming together as one.”

He side-hugged me tightly with one arm, a wide smile on his face.

“When do I get to meet them?” I asked, maybe a little too excited. I could tell they were all unique, mostly by their names. I knew we would get along just fine. At least I hoped we would.

“Well, soon,” he said as we walked up a flight of stairs.

“Where are we going?” I asked him.

“To your room, of course,” he said as we walked to the second floor and past two doors until we stopped in front of a pair of large purple double doors.

He pushed it open and I saw the largest room in the world.

The walls were light purple and a large California king size bed sat in the middle of the room against the wall. The sheets were silk and lavender with a whole bunch of fluffy pillows on it.

“This is my room?” I gasped looking around and looking at my dad.

He nodded and I couldn’t help but run and jump on the extra soft bed. I know it may have seen childish but hell I didn’t care. It was a few minutes until I got up and walked over to analyze the closet.

I opened it, and it was a huge walk-in.

Then I walked into my personal bathroom which had white and lavender tiles and had a jacuzzi and a shower on the side. There was also a sink with a huge mirror that was as big as the wall over it.

I walked out of the bathroom and Apollo was sitting on my bed with my mother on his lap.

They seemed to be deep in conversation. I couldn’t hear it, but what I could hear was Apollo’s pleading voice and my mother saying she was sorry.

I cleared my throat and my mother got off of Apollo’s lap and he walked over to me.

“Oh my god, thank you sooo much. I love it.” I hugged him. I couldn’t help it, I was just so happy and excited.

“Anything for my only little girl,” he said, hugging me back tightly.

Then I heard a loud screeching coming from the doorway causing me to jump.

I looked up and saw a woman running in. She was beautiful, tall, slim, and tan with black hair and green eyes, a small woman with blonde hair and brown eyes.

Who was also followed by two more women, a tall blonde with blue eyes and a tall, pale dark-haired woman with dark eyes. They all crowded around us and started talking all at the same time.

“This is Willow, Tora, Maia, and Kora,” my dad said, introducing the women.

“Oh my god, she’s so beautiful, Veronica. The boys are going to have so much fun with her,” the woman known as Willow said.

She was beautiful, tall, tan, had long black hair and beautiful green eyes that looked like emeralds.

“No kidding, Wil. But I’m worried…” the woman known as Maia said as she circled me.

“I mean she’s as flat as a board. There’s literally nothing there. Are you sure she’s 17?” she said as she ran her hands over my nonexistent chest.

It shocked the hell out of me so I just stood there. She had dark hair and dark eyes and was tall and pale.

“That’s only for now. She’ll get her curves and everything as soon as she hits puberty. It’s like a whole transformation that she goes through when she gets her adult body,” my mother said to everyone else in the room.

“Then she’ll meet the boys on her birthday then, and everything will begin from there,” the woman known as Kora said. She was beautiful like the rest of the women. She was tall with blonde hair and blue eyes.

“Finally, the boys will have a source of their very own.” Tora said.

She was smaller than the rest of them but just as beautiful. She had long blonde hair and brown eyes. She was bouncing up and down clapping her hands.

Until she was shushed by both my mother and father. That’s when I knew something was up.

“What does that mean?” I asked Tora. She was looking at both my parents and they were giving her dirty looks.

“Nothing, honey, nothing,” she said, laughing nervously, and she walked behind my father and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Well, then, we’ll leave you to get settled in,” Apollo said as he kissed me goodbye on my forehead and made his way out the door.

One thing I noticed about all the women is that they were all wearing flowing dresses of different colors.

They all said goodbye to me as they followed my father out. My mother was the last to leave. She hugged me for a long time before she pulled away to walk out.

“What did Tora mean by the boys will have their own source?” I asked her. She stopped and turned to face me and took a deep breath before she answered.

“Soon, Charis. You’ll find out very soon. But for now, please trust me, okay?” she asked me. I couldn’t help but nod. I mean, she was my mother, and she knew what was best for me. I had no reason not to trust her.

She gave me a small smile and walked out the door. Then I walked over to my bed and collapsed on it, closed my eyes, and let sleep take over.