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_________The woman on the TV screen smiled brightly, addressing her audience. "What's up, New York City? I know most of us are eagerly awaiting tomorrow's event. In just 20 hours, our superstar and Brooklyn's beloved mayor, Evanora Scott, will be marrying the Grammy-winning singer, Denim King, in front of the whole world. The ceremony will be streamed live to an audience of 20 million."The announcer continued with a grin, "I also heard Evanora will be wearing a custom Zuhair Murad gown adorned with 10,000 hand-beaded crystals. It's going to be an unforgettable day!""Evanora Scott and Denim King are exchanging vows on stage in New York City tomorrow, and after that, they're jetting off to a private island for their honeymoon," another commentator added."Honestly, Evanora deserves the best," a woman chimed in. "After so many failed relationships, she's finally found the right man. I'm so happy for her!"Evanora couldn't stop smiling as she watched Jimmy Fallon and other hosts discus

---Evanora stirred awake, her body sinking into unfamiliar, soft sheets as the first hints of daylight seeped through her closed eyelids. A dull, persistent ache pulsed in her head, and as she shifted, an unusual soreness in her limbs reminded her that this wasn't her bed, nor was it the morning she'd planned.Her heart quickened, a sudden wave of disorientation washing over her. As she opened her eyes, a dim, elegant room slowly came into focus-a room she'd never seen before. She pushed herself up slowly, clutching the sheets to her chest as the fragmented events of last night drifted back to her in flashes.She remembered the crowded club, the swirl of music and lights blurring together, and the haze of emotions she'd been trying so hard to escape. She had barely noticed anyone at first, consumed by her own thoughts, until something-no, someone-had caught her attention. A laugh, a warm smile across the room, and the thrill of making eye contact with a stranger who seemed to hold he

*******Evanora eyes widened In surprise as she stared at him hoping to see it was a joke but it was obvious he was damn so serious.She stared at him for a while and bursted into laughter, while the male just huffed."Oh my goodness! You are such a joker" She said.She glared at him and made to walked out but he pushed her back harshly, he pushed her to the wall and trapped her in his hold while Evanora just gulped down."I am not a man of joke if you know me too well and I mean whatever I say. I want to get married to you, and the lest you can do to yourself is say yes to me because I don't take no for an answer" "Let me go Mr Eros" She said, trying to sound bold but she knew better.He tilt his head and huffed before he let go of her.She hissed and made to walk out but found herself not being able to move."What the heck!" She struggled,as her legs refused to moveand turned around only to see him staring at her with a smirk and slowly he wrapped his hand around her waist, and lic

-----------"Oh my God!" the woman moaned as he toyed with her, her body responding instinctively. She leaned forward to kiss him, but his intense gaze stopped her in her tracks.Eros sighed, pulling away abruptly. She frowned, watching as he downed a glass of wine in one swift motion before slipping on his long jacket."What's wrong with you, Lucifer? You've been acting strange for the past month, and it's bothering me a lot!" she snapped, her voice rising.He turned sharply, his voice cold and threatening. "Dare to raise your voice at me, woman, and you'll find yourself crawling among my pets." His words sent a shiver down her spine as she swallowed nervously.She rose from the bed, cautiously wrapping her arms around his neck. "Whatever it is, Lucifer, I can make you feel better. Just tell me," she whispered seductively.Eros scoffed, pushing her away with little effort. "Get lost," he said flatly."What's wrong with you?" she yelled angrily, but before she could comprehend what wa

___________People believe humans are the pinnacle of existence, the only creatures to roam this world. But they are wrong-terribly, beautifully wrong. In the shadows where light dares not linger, there are others. They have walked this earth for centuries, their presence woven into the fabric of forgotten myths and whispered nightmares.The demons are not grotesque monsters but breathtakingly alluring-dark poetry made flesh. Their eyes gleam like molten gold, holding secrets that would shatter the fragile human mind. Their voices are velvet shadows, coaxing desires you never knew existed. They carry an aura of power and danger, a magnetic pull that lures mortals closer even as it promises destruction.But demons are not bound by mortal rules. They've lived for hundreds, even thousands of years, shaping empires, toppling kings, and writing their names in the blood of history. They thrive in the chaos of humanity's emotions, feeding off lust, greed, and despair as if they were nectar.