Novel & Cerita Danmachi Demeter

Before anyone could react, the demons' eyes locked onto Esteria, their concern deepening. Without hesitation, El-Kharis stepped in front of her, pulling her protectively behind him. His eyes narrowed, and his tone was sharp as he demanded, "What brings you here?" The lead water demon, a figure with shimmering, almost translucent skin and eyes that looked like whirlpools, bowed respectfully before speaking. "My Lord, the Water Council has summoned you... and your mate," he said, his gaze flickering briefly to Esteria. The way he said "mate" made Esteria's cheeks flush, though she tried to hide it behind El-Kharis's broad frame.

Integrity +1 → 8/10 Remy Dagger Sync +1 → 95% Celeste Valentina Morua—14, Level 2, Crown equipped— curled into Remy ready for Monday and every mist-space night after.

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Placing two fingers on his head, he muttered, "Betsy." "Yes, Alpha," Betsy replied through the mind link. "Come for your lady," he stated, disconnecting the mind link. Damien stood to his feet and started walking away, but Emberlynn intercepted him. "Reject me, Damien," she said. "Reject me so I can find another mate who'd treat me far better than you." Damien narrowed his eyes at her. "I'll kill whosoever lay his fingers on you. And you think I am treating you badly? You need to think again."

“What’s plan B?” Finally making my way in front of him, I mockingly patted his shoulder. I watched as his form slowly loosen at my encouraging grin. “Plan B is for you-” Hands shapeshifting into claws, I dug them into the meat and bone of his shoulder, ripping off his arm with minimal effort. “-to get that stitched up before you bleed all over my freshly cleaned floor. Well this isn’t actually plan B, but this will help get you off my bad side if you listened to what I said.” I ignored his screams of pain, too busy staring at the blood that was dripping from my claws. I turned around, sucking the blood off as I made my way back to my chair. “Also, be a champ and tell the nearest servant that

Your heart won’t be able to take another. Demetrio pulled me closer, weakening me with his powerful aura. “I want to be more than just your lover. I want to be your support, your friend, your partner. I want you to make me yours as you are mine. I’m done trying to pretend that this thing between us it just a sexual relationship because it’s not. I need more bambina.” My mind was reeling, here I was sitting in his car but feeling like I’d been thrown off a cliff.

Were demons even capable of forming emotional connections with other creatures? Demetri's head turned toward me, his black eyes standing out in the morning light. The color in his skin had returned, and he looked as healthy as he did the day that I had first summoned him here. "You look better," I whispered, not wanting to disrupt the peaceful morning. "Don't fool yourself, my little witch. Even at my worst over the past week, you still wanted me." The corner of Demetri's mouth pulled up, and I pursed my lips with my eyebrows raised.

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

Taskmasters are the group of people who call for the assignments or tasks of each assassin in the association. They are the only ones with authorization to do so and know every phone number of every assassin. “This is your last assignment to approve your resignation. Your assignment is a woman. 24 years old, dangerous because he is an ex-assassin of The association. She killed a Council member so it has to be done no matter what. You will get paid 30 million. Are all the details given by your client clear, assassin?” Answered a deep voice across the line.