WARNING: THIS BOOK IS A DARK FANTASY ROMANCE: IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY DARK THEMES SUCH AS ASSAULT, VIOLENCE, TORTURE, DARKER SEXUAL AND EMOTIONAL CONTENT. THIS BOOK MAY NOT BE FOR YOU BUT IF YOU LOVE FANTASY AND ADVENTURE PLEASE GIVE THIS BOOK A CHANCE YOU WON'T BE DISAPPOINTED.
In a time long ago, when angels, demons, and humans coexisted, a desolate house became the stage for a fateful event. Within its crumbling walls, a woman struggled to give birth. The sky grew ominously dark, and the moon cast an eerie crimson glow. In this otherworldly setting, their lives would forever be intertwined.The woman writhed in pain, her desperate attempts to deliver the child met with increasing desperation. Agonizingly, she clawed at her own belly, her breaths coming in wild gasps. Finally, with a final surge of strength, the baby emerged and landed upon the blood-soaked sheets. Trembling, the woman reached out to cradle her newborn, whose cries pierced the air, mingling with the tense atmosphere.Footsteps echoed ominously, drawing closer to the room. The door flung open, revealing Lucifer himself. Towering at fifty feet, he bore ten horns upon his seven heads, each adorned with a blasphemous diadem. His likeness was a grotesque amalgamation: leopard-like skin, bear-like feet, and a mouth reminiscent of a lion, its fanged maw stretched wide in a grin that revealed teeth sweeping the floor.A scream of terror tore from the woman's throat, and she collapsed onto the bed, succumbing to the overwhelming horror before her."Come to me, my bride," Lucifer, in his rumbling voice, claimed the baby from the bed. It was a girl, still stained with her birth's crimson essence. He entrusted the child to his devoted female servant, and together they departed, descending into the depths of the realm of darkness—Hell itself.Their descent brought them to a foreboding castle, nestled within the fiery pit of Hell. Sinister and bizarre demons guarded its entrance, their twisted horns resembling those of malevolent reindeer. Lucifer fed his three-headed dog with flesh torn from human bones, while the female servant bathed the wailing baby, immersed in a bathtub filled with tears and sorrow.Curiosity sparked among the female servants, giving rise to whispered gossip. "Why would our king choose a human as his bride?" one dared to ponder, her gaze fixed upon the bathing servant."I cannot fathom his intentions, but surely he discerns something extraordinary within this child," the one cradling the baby replied. Two other servants entered, presenting a soft fabric outfit akin to those worn by humans."Enough idle chatter," scolded the servant, her voice laced with authority. "Our king awaits, and we must focus on our duties." The two gossiping servants glared in response, their silence punctuating their obedience. The task at hand resumed, dressing the baby without uttering another word."Cease your crying!" the exasperated servant grumbled, her gaze trained on the distraught infant. "Human babies... a vexation," she declared, her irritation evident.Hours passed, and the servant cradling the baby approached Lucifer with reverence, her head held high. She delivered the news of his wife's readiness while he rested upon the throne, his hand gracefully resting upon the armrest."Notify the other demons to prepare for the wedding ceremony, for their king shall wed," he commanded, his voice resonating with depth and power.The wedding commenced, with the servant offering the baby into Lucifer's towering embrace. His gaze fixated upon the child, still crying within the servant's arms, her tiny hands in constant motion."From this day forth, you are my wife. Your name shall be Lucinda, symbolizing illumination, and you shall reign as the queen by my right hand," he declared, his deep voice resonating through the chamber, as he beheld the baby with unwavering intensity.With a golden knife, Lucifer deftly cut into his right hand, crimson blood flowing freely. He pressed his bloodied hand against the baby's forehead, her giggles resounding in the room. The blood, like a mysterious essence, seeped into her delicate skin, vanishing from sight."Through flesh we are bound, united as one. Your sorrow shall be my sorrow, and your joy shall be my joy," he proclaimed, evoking a chorus of cheers and toasts from the assembled demons and servants, who devoured human flesh with a macabre delight. The air filled with song and dance, a celebration of immense joy."Medusa, my most trusted servant, henceforth I charge you with the protection and care of my wife for all eternity," Lucifer commanded. Medusa, a resplendent young demon with blood-red skin and hazel eyes, bowed before him, acknowledging the honor bestowed upon her."Of course, Your Highness," she affirmed, her voice filled with loyalty."Now, take her and procure human breast milk, that she may grow and thrive," he declared, tapping Medusa's shoulder. With that, he dismissed her, turning his attention elsewhere.Medusa carried the baby away, settling her gently upon a bed. She fashioned a protective nest of pillows, encircling the child to prevent any mishap. The infant's cries persisted, her tiny legs kicking, mouth agape."Fear not, my darling," Medusa whispered, her voice soft and soothing as she caressed the baby's delicate features.Placing the baby on the bed, Medusa beckoned another servant to watch over her charge, while she herself, with her expansive wings unfurled, departed the castle. Earth beckoned, and as she descended, her demonic features shifted, assuming the guise of a human. Her hair neatly bundled into a bun, she walked among the oblivious humans, blending seamlessly into their midst.A heart-wrenching wail reached Medusa's ears, drawing her attention to a weeping woman sprawled on the ground. Indifferent gazes met the scene, for the humans passing by were consumed by their own affairs."Poor soul," Medusa murmured, shaking her head, before making her way to an orphanage. Phasing through walls, her form invisible to human eyes, she entered the kitchen.She saw a middle-aged lady preparing baby milk, and there were numerous bottles in a bowl on the kitchen counter."W... who are you?" the woman asked in a shaky voice, stepping back as she laid her eyes on Medusa.Medusa smirked, casting a spell on the woman, and swiftly grabbed several baby milk bottles into a bean bag before flying out of the motherless baby's home, descending into hell like lightning.She cradled Lucinda on her lap and began feeding her one of the baby bottles. Lucinda suckled on the bottle with her tiny mouth, closing her eyes and gradually drifting off to sleep. Medusa let out a sigh of relief. She gently placed her on the bed, covered her with the duvet, and settled down beside her on the soft mattress.Twenty years later,"Lucinda! Lucinda! Lucinda! Where are you?" Lucifer called out with a deep, resounding voice."I am coming," she replied from her location, stood up, and started flying back to the castle. She had always been drawn to mysteries and enjoyed expl
"But there is something about the earth that keeps calling my soul every day. It's like I belong there, and there is someone waiting for me. I can feel it," she said, clutching her chest and looking at Medusa with sincerity."Really? I think you're just overthinking it. Don't say this in front of your husband; he will get angry," Medusa said. Lucinda frowned and stared into thin air."Why do you say that? He has always been a good listener. One thing that makes me feel like I don't belong here is that my skin is not blood-red like yours, and you guys have horns, and I don't. I think I look like the burning humans over there," she muttered, pointing towards the fiery area of Hell.Medusa gasped, her eyes widening as if she had seen a ghost. She moved closer to Lucinda, covering her mouth with her hand. "Your Highness, he is here," Medusa said, staring at Lucifer, whose eyes were ablaze. Lucinda's eyes widened, and she quickly removed Medusa's hand from her mouth."Come with me, Lucinda,
He was taking short, shallow breaths as he trailed kisses down her neck. A tingle of shivers ran up her spine, and she couldn't get close enough to him. She needed to feel him. She reached down and pulled his shirt up, wanting to feel his skin. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor. She wanted to put her hands all over him. She ran her hand over his shoulders, slowly down his chest, down to his stomach, and bit her lower lip as she watched his muscles contract from her touch. She let her hands roam all the way down to his waistband. She slipped two fingers into his jeans and felt the tip of his erection.She swallowed. Lucifer hesitated to pull her shirt over her head. It was his turn to watch in awe. He ran his hands over her breasts, pulling at her nipples, turning them into taut little peaks. She arched her back and moaned. Lucifer leaned down to suck on her breast and play with the other while he licked and sucked. He started moaning out louder as she groun
"Your honor, we really need your assistance to get rid of the human," the demon continued, waiting for Lucifer’s response.Lucinda started walking heavily towards them with her hair sweeping the floor. They couldn’t help but look at her. She swayed her hips and climbed the high ground with her gaze fixed on Lucifer. She sat on the edge of the armrest of his throne. He jerked his head to look at her."What are you doing here?" He asked, and she smiled."It's my duty as your wife to help you whenever you need me." She beamed and he narrowed his eyes at her."Can you tell your highness to help us out?" the demon asked bluntly, referring to Lucinda."You don’t need to ask for her opinion; this has nothing to do with her." Lucifer said in a rumbling tone. Lucinda frowned, pouting her lips."How can you say that? I am your queen, aren’t I?" She inquired and poked him playfully on the chest before turning to look at the demon."Help you with what I would like to help." Lucinda beamed, smilin
"I will have to cut my hair if I don't want to be weird in human society." She muttered, touching her hair. She looked around the desk for her scissors, but she couldn’t find them. She opened her bottom drawer, peering through it. She felt a strong wind from behind her. Lucifer flew into the room with his black and strong wings waving in the air. She caught sight of the scissors and grabbed them. He quickly took them away from her before she could use them."Don't even think of cutting your hair; it's your unique feature, and that makes you special. You can control it and it will become short on its own." Lucifer said with a reassuring smile and tossed the scissor to the bed, grabbing her shoulders. He placed a kiss on her nape."Really how?" she asked, confused."Close your eyes." he commanded, and she closed her eyes."Connect with your hair and ask it to be short," he said, putting his hand on her shoulder.She sighed and closed her eyes, and Lucifer watched as her hair lifted and
Lucinda couldn’t walk well because she was still trying to process everything; the moving people, the vehicles, the fresh breeze blowing through her skin, the beautiful morning sky, which was completely different from that of hell. She was looking at the sky without looking where she was going. She bumped into a man. His head hit the armor she was wearing. He clutched his forehead and stared at her in anger."Hey, miss, watch where you are going." He said to Lucinda, who was scrutinizing the whole earth."Hey! I am talking to you!" He roared at her, but she couldn’t hear him. She was lost in her own world."Ugh!" He groaned, rubbing his forehead, and stomped away. She looked at the singing birds in the sky and then at the people as they were all walking to their different destinations. She was hearing different sounds at the same time; the sounds of the passing vehicles, the sounds the people were making with their feet, and the voices of socializing people. Medusa heard music coming
"Hey! Stop there!" The guys shouted, running after them, bringing out their weapons as they ran. After running for some time, Lucinda and Medusa got tired. They spotted a tree in front of a duplex and rested under it, breathing rapidly, trying to catch their breath."Did we lose them?" Lucinda asked panting. Medusa looked over the tree and sighted them."No, they are behind us." She replied. Lucinda scrunched her face."I am tired of running. Let's just get rid of them." Lucinda said. Medusa looked around the surroundings; they were in a peaceful and quiet area."It seems we are the only ones here. Let's do it." Medusa said. She stood up on her feet and spread her wings. Lucinda struggled to stand on her feet and started levitating a chair that was in front of the house to hit the guys. The guys came to a halt. Fear gripped them as they saw Medusa’s wings. Their legs started wobbling in fear."They are witches!" one of them shouted."Let’s run for our lives!" The other one added, Luci
"The earth is so complicated, and you didn't tell me anything about money; now I have to sell my armor to rent a house." Lucinda said with a frown, as if she were seeing him. "Don't worry; when you come, I will make you a new armor. Money is part of humans' daily lives; they do a lot of nasty things for it; they can even kill for it." Lucifer remarked."How are you talking to me without being here, and can Medusa hear us?" She inquired, turning to look at Medusa, who was glancing at the armor in the bag."No, she can't. It's between us, husband and wife. I just wanted to see how you are; it seems you are doing fine," Lucifer stated."All the men…" She paused, hesitating to speak. "I have come across people on earth who can't take their eyes off me," she muttered."That's because you are extremely beautiful, and your skin is more flawless than a human's," he assured. Medusa patted her on the shoulder."Are you sleeping?" she asked."No, I’m not. I was just talking to my husband." Lu