Semua Bab Demon Law : Lost Isle Book 1 : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Yuma Family SecretsHiro The circle of life and natural order says we’re all supposed to pair off and have kids. Still, finding someone I can deal with—let alone someone who can deal with my crazy ass—doesn’t even scratch the surface of the trust and nature it takes to be a part of the Yuma clan.The girl has to be as patient as she is honest, as gentle as she is firm, as kind as she is courageous, and... insane. Yep, to deal with any of this, you have to be a straight-up lunatic.Living between two cultures who would rather piss at the sight of the other than share a meal—not to mention the extended family of my obligatory cousins being as bad, on some levels, as the she-devil that is my eldest cousin always dropping in.The level of drinking and gambling that happens when the crazy fuckers get together on their own... added to team obligations and not pissing Mom off so the Divide doesn’t burn down in one of her temper tantrums—not to mention I’m a thing that isn’t supposed to exis

SecretsHiro“Show me what undoes this beautiful body...” I whisper in the huntress’ ear when I feel the nerves die and her lust increase with the suck and massage of her pert breasts.The stoop is honestly hurting my neck, and I like that she’s looking up at me while I encourage our hands between her legs, chest to chest again.Sima lets go of me, guiding my hands to her ass while her hips unwind in a rolling grind. I’ve been connecting our energies, feeling rather than manipulating the flow of blood and Mytha in her body.The spark that fires between us and lights her system reminds me why it’s called the surge. Finding a spot on her neck, I mimic the movement and flow with the rub of my palm on the delicate little gem that has her shivering again.All Shin have to learn the basics of healing treatments. The anatomy books and the weaves that force us to link our energies to one another for healing weaves are my secret weapon here. Knowing the right pressure and how to push my energy

Cycles and SeasonsAyame I know me going on a peace mission with Nona was a cowards move, but still, it was the only way to get some space. To take some time. To stop myself from doing something I’d regret…….Now I’m using every trick in the Shin hand-book to avoid the assholes who can track a fucking fart through a hurricane, let alone a newly transitioned female who’s fertile.Who knows what egregious sin I ever committed against the Hosas. The most powerful Demon clan on the entire Australian sized continent, but running into any of them on the biggest Demon holiday, excuse me celebration of the year, or annual, is not anywhere on my to-do list.It’s not like they have a monopoly on Lunamin.All of us—Sums, Shin, Demon, Fey, even Stepans—observe the rites they associate with the changing of the seasons. Even if the Bloom Celebration aligns most across cultures with an all-you-can-eat, drink, and party orgy. But still.Even the lucky few who are not subject to the ‘Burn’, are still

Poisoned AppleAyameA line from A Midsummer Night’s Dream played in my head for the longest time. ‘Weigh oath with oath and you will nothing weigh.’ The thousands of ways that’s applied in my life… This is the one that matters. My promise that he’d never walk alone, against the vow I’d never do anything that could hurt them.Only help the people that took me in. Support the boy that taught me how to smile again. Who felt like sunshine and smelled like citrus, regardless of Hiro’s nearly midnight appearance. His skin a lustered pale, no matter how much sun we got. His hair a raven’s wing that the stars themselves could shine in like the pitch black of his eyes.It’s uncanny how twin-like he and Genin really are. And I’m sure that the laugh that falls from my lips remembering how offended he was that people called him that is only to stop from crying. To claim that the Yumas aren’t my family. That Hiro isn’t my brother, my person…It’s like saying Syvern wasn’t my Dad. That Yenna wasn’

WitchSaiI really don’t know who I want to kill more for this.Them.Her.Him.Myself.Definitely him! If the clueless fucking virgin would just hop on her “I-need-dick-more-than-my-next-breath” train, I wouldn’t be subject to this! Lazy, retarded... The pair of them are a special kind of stupid. The Witch says she’ll never be dumb enough to fall in love, but she follows Farm Boy like a little lost kitten.Bonus: after this, Ayame fucking Yuma will wash her hands of me.Snatching her into a relatively private and quiet space, I’m stuck showing her what her godsdamned issue is. Her trauma is less obvious than when she showed up in the Canopy as a mute skeleton.Don’t get it twisted. I could give a shit less about her past. People say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, but being brutalized and tortured five ways from Sunday makes it obvious.I know the fear and disgust in her eyes all too fucking well to mistake it for anything else.Until she showed up in Demon territory in cyc