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He was not feeling too nice about the games played by these two, who had joined their hands together in his humiliation. "Enough of your insolence, the both of you. One more disrespect my way, and I would start picking you out limb for limb." He said "Oh, but you would not, right? You need me alive, don't you?" Mara said to him with a frown on her face. Grimshaw chuckled and then smiled at her. "Oh, I need you alive but not him and certainly not Sebastian the lycan. You disrespect me again, child and I would see them off to the end as I deem fit." He said.

He was going to rape her to death. Besides doing it once with Adrian, she'd never be laid with. And now, she was going to be devoured by this demon? Ray Grimard is a demon, he has lost the last bit of humanity in him. “But before I shred these last bits of obstacles, preventing me from devouring your body just yet, I'll let you see what I'm endowed with. It's a beautiful sight to behold” Ray Grimard declared. His gaze on Aurora as he pulled down the zipper of his pants, letting it slip to the floor. His black sneakers which housed his bulging part were revealed and next, he pulled down his sneakers.

Cam told them, they all nodded and we faced the vampires agin. "Steven, do you want to show them our little present?" Bane asked with an evil smirk. "Yes your majesty but dont you want to do the honours since you did it all my lord?" said that Steven guy with his own evil smirk and let me tell you when he smirks it looks like he constipated and his teeth are like stars, not so bright but so far away, seriously I could stick my finger between one of those gaps.

One of the guys grabbed me by my waist and walked with me on his shoulder toward the black van that was down the road. I screamed, scratched his face and hit him but he didn’t react, he kept walking toward the black van. The front door opened, and Smash got out of the black van. He wore his daily theme—A white T-shirt, white pants, and red sneakers. He slapped me so hard that I fell to the ground. I got a little dizzy from the slap. “How dare you?”. He was furious. He looked like he was ready to kill me. He looked at me like I was his worst enemy. I was in deep shit.

He bit into her neck deeply; I saw his hands scratching at her chest while biting further. I screamed as blood filled his mouth and ran down her neck. She screamed and tried fighting him off to no ability. She hit him and he grabbed her arm throwing it aggressively. The sound of shattering bones filling the room with her screams that started to die as well. I felt like I couldn’t look away, the dark one bit harder and ripped her throat out. I screamed louder in terror. Everything that was rushing back into my mind was the grizzly scene from my parents death.

the lean body crook replied smirking. "Because of this" the person showed a video of there soon to be victim, "We'll use this to lower those retch and have them beg for mercy" the individual showed smirking evilly. "Is that......." the person trailed off lost for words. "Yes it is" they smiled closing the distance between them and then soon making out viciously while engaging in mournful activities. "Revenge is sweet and pay backs a bitch" •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•

"It is impressive that someone was able to spy on us." Ray smirked carelessly. Butler Fin ignored the 'boy's' mockery and replied, "It is remarkable. Just like a mortal was able to endure your glow." Ray shut up at the rebuttal. The glow he used on the assassin was one of his most prized possessions. It was called Brimstone. This glow allowed Ray to burn things down even to a molecular level. Even the soul wasn't spared this agony. Being burnt by these flames ensured that one's soul would be lost for all eternity, completely destroyed, leaving nothing for the eager arms of the grim reaper. It was certain that the grim reaper hated this technique. No one would appreciate a skill that starved

When I looked back at him he was staring at me with a sinister grin that made my skin prickle. "What?" "I heard a rather intriguing bit of rumour about you sweetling," he says with a devilish grin. I rolled my eyes at his comment, "spare me the idiocy Blade." He licked his lips before the words came rolling off of his tongue, sugary and sweet, "I heard you have a thing for bad, bad boys Tink." I glowered at him and my lips twitched with laughter, I had to bite down on my lip and balled and uncoiled my fists in order to shake off the urge to punch him in the face.

He has auburn hair and gold eyes. Standing stiffly, I observe as he strides towards me and gives me a slight bow. “Traeger, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Mathias…” He points towards the men who follow behind him. “This is Mikhail, Azazel, Gadriel, and Isaiah.” I nod my head in greeting. Gadriel and Isaiah are definitely angels. The other two men, however, are different. I can sense that Mikhail is not something I was familiar with. Azazel smells like a demon. Having Lycan senses can come in handy. Azazel smells like ash, which is what we learned Demons smell like. They all smile, but not in a way that tells me they trust me. More like they're taking my measure. None of them speak.

My body contorts in shock as I scream in pain. Smirking manically, Henry raises his bloody clawed hand and licks the tips. I can taste the blood in my mouth as I take my last breath. Before death takes me, my last thought is how I wish I could have seen Mikhail one last time.