Alle Kapitel von LOVE OF A QUISLING- A Blazing Inferno: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

Sandara Harrison is not dubbed the Jade Witch for anything. Despite her age, she has managed to instill fear into countless demons and even fellow witches know not to cross her. She is not the most powerful witch- she isn’t even anywhere close to being amongst the top five. But that does not make her any less respected than the top witches of the realm. With the highest magic potential in several millennia- one that even outclasses the High Witch’s monstrous affinity for magic- her sphere of influence is by no means small. For a witch who is barely three and a half centuries old, her mental resilience is frighteningly strong.Thus, it comes as a huge shock to Estelle Vane to see her looking like one whose soul has been literally sucked away, leaving behind an empty shell. She is sprawled on the floor, eyes bloodshot and swollen beyond recognition. Her hair is disheveled, no doubt the result of intense tousling- something the Jade Witch does whenever she is upset,

The Seven Sins are the most powerful demons, after Lucifer, to ever exist. Feared by all and wielding unbelievable power, they can wreak havoc without even meaning to. Hence, they mostly remain in their strongholds and barely ever step out to grace the outside world with their presence. They are Pride, Lust, Greed, Wrath, Envy, Sloth and Gluttony.With the passage of time, death and evolution, they have become mere myths and fairy tales. Most of the individuals present at the time of Precedence, when the Sins still traversed all realms, are either dead or too senile to be of any help. Apart from a few forgotten libraries and some songs in Ter Sami- an extinct generic language of supernatural beings- the Seven Sins remain mostly unknown.To give off the impression of immortality, the heir takes on their name upon ascending the throne. So if the heir of a Sin ascends the throne, his or her True Soul merges with the Sin’s true essence and becomes the Sin itself. Tha

Melanie lost count of how many times they did it that night. Lust was literally unstoppable. He seemed to be making up for all the times they were not together, and as he explored every part of her body again, she could only be grateful that he was all hers, or so she thought. Perhaps, if she had not been so overwhelmed by feelings of relief, desperation, pleasure and ecstasy, she would have heard him murmur his deceased soulmate’s name over and over again.She woke up the next morning to an empty bed, but she did not feel so disheartened. The effects of the previous night had not cleared off, and she laid in bed, content. If she died at that time, it would be with a smile on her face. After so long, she felt like a woman again. She felt whole.Even when Lascivus returned to see her still sprawled on the bed, with bodily fluids sticking to her skin like glue, she made no move to greet him.He ignored her at first, disgusted by her shameless act. She did no

Llearht’s voice halts him in his tracks. “I could answer all of your questions right now, but I have to be sure that the deal is still on.”“What deal?”“You’re not stupid, tuakana. Don’t tell me your brain is miniature too.”“Call me small one more time and I’ll gut you like a goddamn seabass.”“Wow. Are you sure you know your way around my body? You wouldn’t happen to be a surgeon, would you? Wait. What am I even saying? Even if you are a surgeon, you’ve only ever had to deal with human anatomy. How would you know whether my heart is in my chest or under the sole of my feet?”“Do you mean your heart is under the sole of your feet? Like the story of Achilles? How is that even possible? Were you born like that? Which of your feet holds your heart?” Brandon’s curiosity is piqued by what he thinks is an anomaly. As a child, he had always

“I never thought tuakana was stupid.”Brandon halts in his tracks, unable to believe what he just heard. My mind must be playing tricks on me. Yes, it must be the sickening stench of death and decay clouding my mind.He continues moving when he hears the voice again. This time, it is much louder, and the half-demon clenches his fists so hard that his nails cut into his flesh. Turning around ever so slowly, he regards the half-demon with hooded eyes. What’s his plan now?The ever-dutiful Ultima reminds his absent-minded master of the dire situation of the subject and only then does the half-demon react.“Are you ready to talk to me?”“I w-was a-a-always ready…” Llearth erupts into a hacking fit. The sight is oddly reminiscent, and Brandon experiences a feeling of déjà vu. While it seems like there is no end to the lesser demon’s coughing bout, Brandon knows h