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Slave To The Demon King The Proposal
A diamond heart shaped ring stared back at her, glistering from within the red crystal shaped box it rested in. For a moment, a very long moment, Arabella could not blink. No matter how hard she wanted to tear her gaze away from the ring, and look into the eyes of the man she loved, she found herself unable to do anything else, besides stare into the eyes of the ring. When she could finally look away from the ring, it was to glance around the room once more. The rose petals, the candles, the daisies, the lights on the roof that screamed, "marry me, please", the piano recorder, the scent and aroma of love and romance that filled the room. He had singlehandedly prepared all of this, just to ask her to marry him?! He was really telling her that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, and never apart, not even for a small moment! Arabella…Arabella did not know what to say, she was at a loss for both words and actions! The room spinned around her head, and she failed to be
Slave To The Demon King Hospital Appointments
Six months later The beeping sound of monitors could not take Arabella's eyes off the beauty on the screen in front of her. She could barely understand or see anything, seeing as the image on the screen was in black and white monochrome colours, but she knew what she was looking at. There, on that screen, she would see the image of her baby. She turned to look at Klaus, who was seated by her side. Together, they blushed as the doctor explained the image on the screen to them. The baby was already seven months in her womb, before Mrs. George suggested they make time out for an ultrasound scan. At first Arabella had not known what she meant, it was her first time being pregnant after all, but Klaus was able to explain to her the benefit of doing one, before she agreed to come all the way to the hospital. She was nervous when the doctor asked her to pull her shirt up, and rubbed a transparent liquid that smelt a lot like methylated spirit, but felt like gel on her stomach. A few
Slave To The Demon King The Baby Shower
The baby shower was to be held in a beautifully decorated backyard, surrounded by blooming flowers and lush green trees. The warm sun shone down on the guests as they gathered around a table filled with delicious treats and colorful decorations. The table was covered in a crisp white tablecloth and adorned with pink and blue balloons, symbolizing the impending arrival of a baby girl and boy. Soft music played in the background, adding to the serene and joyous atmosphere.Klaus had made sure everything was done to perfection. From the decorations, to the food, to the cakes, everything was arranged in an elegant and luxurious manner. He had also decided to cater to the planning by himself. Arabella's hormones made her too emotional and dramatic to get any serious planning done. And he also did not want to stress her. In one corner of the yard, a group of guests sat on comfortable chairs, chatting and laughing together. They sipped on cool drinks and nibbled on sweet desserts, taking
Slave To The Demon King Happy Endings
Arabella was in the kitchen, surrounded by pots and pans, chopping boards and ingredients scattered all over the counter. She was in the middle of preparing a meal for Klaus and the rest of the family, despite Mrs. George's warmings due to her condition, when she suddenly felt a warm gush between her legs. She does not make anything of it at first, and continues chopping away on the vegetables in front of her, until the contractions in her lower abdomen grow more frequent, and much more painful. The warm gush continues to trickle down her legs, contrary to what she had believed would happen. Her eyes widen with shock and fear as she realizes that her water has just broken. She quickly moves to the kitchen table and tries to catch her breath, trying to remember what she had read in her prenatal classes about the first stages of labor. She screams and reaches out for the kitchen counter. She grips it with her right hand, and fights to suck in deep breaths. She realizes that it's t
Slave To The Demon King Poor Arabella
The sound of the front door slamming shut half startled Arabella out of her short-lived sleep. She could feel the eyebags weighing underneath her eyes from not getting more than four hours of sleep, for three days in a row now.A mild yawn escaped her lips as she shuffled to sit up in bed, running slender fingers through her messy brown hair in an attempt to get rid of some remnants of food particles from last night clung to it.That man had tossed his plate at her during his latest drunken episode. At this point - it was getting tiring… and this was the story of Arabella Tudor every day. She was just a nineteen-year-old brunette who had lost her parents at the tender age of seven in a fatal car accident, and since then her life had begun to go off track.With nowhere else to go, she was pushed onto their closest relative - her uncle Grayson. At first, the poor little girl was overjoyed that someone had opened their door for her, but she was met with disappointment all to early. If
Slave To The Demon King Finally Free!
Arabella felt her body freeze up as though she’d not heard the words escape his lips properly. “Huh? What... what did you say?" Her voice was almost cracked into a whisper because depending on his answer, she was ready to throw a major tantrum. If truly she had an idea of what he was about to say, then there was going to be trouble she could already sense it.His face twisted into a grimace. "Are you suddenly deaf or something?" His unfocused eyes seemed to scan her down to her feet, “Someone is interested in taking you off my shoulders. I showed him a picture of you and he couldn't take his eyes off your perfect figure and pretty little face. Dare I say you caught a shine.” He laughed lewdly with a slight shrug, “Although he doesn't know how much of a pain you truly are. I didn’t tell him though, that’s up to him to find out.” He trailed off at the sight of the stern expression on her face - there was an intent to kill."If you wanna say something, go ahead and say it. I’m listening
Slave To The Demon King The Stranger
Klaus’s fingers combed through his dark hair in a bid of frustration, while he tilted his head up to the night sky. There were barely any stars in the sky which felt nostalgic, compared to how it was back home.He’d been stuck at the port for over three hours already, supervising his goods in order to make sure none of them were stolen by the workers who’d been moving cargos all day. Although he could send someone else - he’d preferred to do it himself to ensure humans didn’t intrude, this rowdy business at all.His kind was too untrustworthy to put complete faith in, especially whilst moving the cathodes which contained special contents and loads of cash too.Their greed could cause them to loot a handful of goods in his absence, but his hearing was good enough to tell when any worker started moving off track.And he couldn’t send humans, to supervise demons as they could get aggressive towards the human ordering them around, and if the latter got a bit too curious and decide to tak
Slave To The Demon King The Money Crates
After running through the partial darkness for a while, Arabella stopped to catch her breath. She crouched over with both hands on her knees as she panted for air.That man… Although she couldn’t make out his face, his voice came off as though he’d been trying to seduce her, and that alone sent chills through her body. Anyways she vowed she wouldn’t see him again.He gave the vibe of a very dangerous and mysterious being, and that was all she needed to steer clear of the stranger she didn’t even see clearly. After being known as the ‘rag girl’ in high school, she’d grown accustomed to males speaking harshly to her.Her uncle Grayson was no exception to this too.Not just males to but the female students also made fun of her because she always looked like a mess, and if they ever caught her speaking with a boy… no matter the reason, they’d tease the guy till he began to hate her.Over time, she’d become quiet and withdrawn with the mindset that people were so trashy. When others atte
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