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Kat left, and Tyler took the seat that she had vacated. "Please have a seat," Monica said to the two. They were both vamps. I opened the folder. The two vamps stared at the crucifix around my neck and dropped teeth. I stared at them. One was a tall thin, slick-dressed man. He reminded me of a pimp. His hair was dark and tied behind him in a long ponytail. The other was small and looked like a weasel. What criteria did Masters use when turning vamps? These two looked like two-bit thugs.

I said, folding my arms, “does your ‘demon thing’ have a community or a name?” My question made him squint as though I’d asked something ridiculous. “Community? Pfft,” he scoffed, the corner of his mouth twitching in a smirk. “We’re not humans, Xiana.” “I know,” I countered, rolling my eyes. “Which is why I’m asking, genius.” He chuckled, the sound light and almost mocking, shaking his head in amusement. It irritated me just enough to make me glare at him. “Alright, alright,” he said, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “It’s called the Council of Shadows. That’s the faction for incubi and succubi.”

I could read the emotions in his eyes as he went through my life. “Please join us. I’m sure you’re starving,” Kiran said. Malachi indicated the empty chair across from him, where Charlotte now sat and I looked at the faces around the table. Kiran, Malachi, Adara, Jessica. I knew their names, the memories Kiran had of them, but they were still strangers.

Josh, and some of his mates come in behind him, as soon as he sees me his smirk disappears, and his eyes burn like acid as they stare at me. “Hello Josh, and friends, okay I think the first thing we need to do is announce all of our names. We will start on the right side of the room and work our way around starting with Alex.” “Okay I’m Alexandria” “I’m Aaron.” “Nick.” “Josh.” “Chelsea” “Hey I’m Emma.” “The name is Harry.” One of Josh’s friends “James.” Another one of Josh’s “Riley.” “Charlotte.” One of Riley’s gang “Lyrica.”

it depended on other threads that it was better the snow-haired guy never knew about. Melia took a bite of the last toast, and while doing so, she saw her right hand, and on it was the mark of two large black horns with red tips that radiated what she recognized as... they were, they were... The faces of the people the one she considered an angel had cried for. The people whose bodies weren't found... Only their faces were, faces with blank eyes and open mouths, a black void in the background. You could even see their souls in distress, begging to escape from that freezing place. This couldn't get any worse. Skalliet had them, had them locked up, bound, waiting for someone to come for them.

I rolled my sleeves up, gazing over the recently closed cases, and filing them into the proper categories. Vampire Shifter. Ghost. Demon. Boogeyman. Etc. I'd make a new file if we came across a new type of monster. The scent of strawberries filled my nose as Lucy plopped onto my lap, setting her laptop down to scroll the schedule. I brushed her longer blonde hair over her shoulder, peppering kisses against her throat. When we were human, her pulse would jump, but her reactions were still the same. She'd lean against my mouth, humming in contentment. "We have a Silas Devant at 10."

he whispered, sending a chill down my spine. "My name is not Andrew, or, as you might say, no one knows me by that name. I am someone you never expected to encounter," he declared. His eyes bore into mine, filled with a mysterious intensity. I stared at him silently, feeling a sense of unease wash over me. The air around us seemed to crackle with tension as I waited for him to reveal his true identity. "I am Abigor, a demon of the underworld," he finally confessed, his voice low and menacing.

She still hadn’t heard back from the note they had sent, this worried Seraphina. ​ Had they rejected her? Could they be the ones orchestrating the attacks? Are they even good people? She had never heard of spirit users being evil but, up until a fortnight ago, she didn’t know spirit users still existed! ​ Seraphina was dragged out of her thoughts by Helga. “Have you picked any names yet?” Seraphina shook her head, “Achilles wants to name the Princess Sophia but, I’m not too sure. I think I’ll decide when they arrive.”

“You hurt my feelings, why would I lie to you? I was raised as an elf too you know; I won’t lie just for fun.” She grabbed my hand and continued speaking with the same laid-back attitude. Getting closer and closer, to the point where I felt she was whispering into my ear. “I am human just like you. My real name is Jane Marigold, I was a housewife in England many years ago. I had a husband and a family there, until one day a bomb went off near our house putting me in a coma. That is why I immediately knew you and I were the same when I saw you collecting flowers and praying for your lost friend, no elf would do that. I was looking for an excuse to talk to you since that day, there are several