A Witch's Guide To Fake Dating A Demon Novels & Stories

I perk up at that “Does that mean I can make a pact with a demon and get sent home?” “You can try,” Zen says coolly, much to my surprise “But I have no idea how to summon a demon, My Lady.” I tip my head to a side “You wouldn’t mind conspiring with me if I became a witch?” “If you became a witch,” Zen says, dodging the question “The price is usually half the soul. Would you like to give yours away?” “Never mind.” I mutter sullenly Just when I thought all would be done by summoning a demon…

He was laughing, having a lively, effortless rapport with the very course mates who had called Noah a liar just hours ago. Noah stood up, his legs feeling like lead. He walked over and dragged Kael to the side, his heart hammering in his chest. “What are you doing? When did you get so close to everyone? Isn’t your spell supposed to make them forget you? To keep them cloudy?” Kael let out a rich, warm laugh and ruffled Noah’s hair. “Spell? What the hell are you talking about, babe? You’re calling me a wizard now?” “But… you’re a demon” Noah stammered, the world starting to tilt.

Lyon, knowing how the story goes in normal books, seems to blissfully listen as the professor explains the knowledge he has. According to the books taught in school, there was once a human who threw his humanity away to make a deal with the devil. The deal was that the human would be capable of using magic but in exchange he was tasked to collect 5000 pure souls, the human obliged with the devils request. He was then later known to be the Demon Lord Abaddon, who laid waste on those who stood against him. The story in the normal academic textbooks about the History of Magic was contradicting every paragraph as to why professors tend to bend the story a little to their amusement.

Clea was too shocked to say anything. "You're a descendant of the Goddess Fló. A sworn protector of this town and the towners. A witch that became a demon. Ohalo is awakening the formerly asleep demon energy in you." "Demon?!" Kali exclaimed again. Clea was shaken. She didn't even know what being a Demon meant. There was no way for her to believe it since she didn't even understand. No wonder. It was close to what Kali theorized;

Mirabel bit her lips. “Yes, mother,” she said, but she lied. Mirabel has in fact gotten attached to Ivan, he always teases her any little opportunity he gets, but she ignored him because her mother was keeping tabs on her and she absolutely hated the young wolf so she told her to kill him even though there was no reason to. She faked his death and hid him in a place no one would ever find him. She just wanted her mother’s approval. Then she would run away to another kingdom with him, away from the demons. Mirabel is also a witch and demon hybrid as her father is a warlock so she can fake someone’s death. She just hopes her mother didn’t notice. “Good. Did the poison work?” she asked, and she

God, he was annoying. And just like that, I was fake-dating Rowan Parker. I was so screwed.

Giving me a glare he hissed and meowed that he was going to introduce her to her father so she could find out about her wolf. Rubbing my eyes I exhaled deeply. “Did they KISS!” I demanded sternly and Samson nodded. “It was only to convince Lucifer that they were dating,” he said cautiously and I narrowed my eyes at him. “They are dating?!” Rolling his eyes the feline growled No. “They both had to fool Lucifer to save your ass, stupid. So Faro just pecked her lips, nothing more and she wiped it off when Lucifer left,” he snapped. My thoughts of Tess kissing my best friend like she had me vanished as I rubbed my forehead. Samson wouldn't lie to me and I knew that in my soul.

Then, with a surge, the horde seethed past the edge of the Pentacle, poured over the border like a wave breaching a barrier. The demons moved closer to the witch as, screaming, she stumbled backward. She was chanting now, in rapid Latin, spells of restriction and banishment. But nothing happened. The black, smoky mass of humanoid demons came on inexorably, and soon came crashing on the witch. There were sounds of brutal tearing and ripping of flesh, before the demons retreated. In the place where the witch stood only seconds before, there only remained her cloak, now in tatters, a few bones, and slimy, black poison.

"You keep calling me human. And judging from the way you spoke, I take it for sure now that you are not human but I don't know what you are exactly. And I cannot promise to help you with so less information. I mean how do I know if you're telling me the truth or just bluffing nonsense. She looked me straight in my eyes and with no hesitation and being dead serious she said. ???: I am a Demon. A Demon. Yes she was. However I was no longer surprised. But considering everything that had happened. I kind of already expected something like this. All I could do is to accept this nonsense. It's too late to hesitate now seeing everything with my own eyes. ???: You don't seem surprised. How strange.