Demon Nanny Novels & Stories

She could feel that word in her bones just by his existence. Ollie cut the staring and brought her eyes down to her dress and cleared her throat. She righted herself and slipped her hands off the post. She pushed a smile on her face, lifted her head and stepped up. She hoped she didn't look as pathetic as she felt. She hoped she didn't look as scared as she felt. They were werewolves, not animals. They wouldn't eat her for dinner any time soon. "Good Morning Mr Bridge," She forced out of lips and pushed her hand out to the man, " I'm Ollie Clan, the nanny,"

Nadir was haunting them while they've been half asleep, so would probably think it was a beautiful dream. Nadir was a succubus, a demon made of Lilith's vanity, so that incubus, her first perfect children, would have someone who gets sperm for them, so they could impregnate women with the seed of evil, making children who were more susceptible to the demonic possession, and thanks to that could wreak havoc much more easily by blending in quite well into the human race. Yes, that was also Nadir's job - collecting male sperm for incubus.

And yet sometimes, I think her mad. By the way, my father confirmed that. Which father? A demon, naturally. Or do you think that communicating with a demon is a problem for a powerful necromancer? My first contact with a demon happened when I was eight. *** Martha was a bit scared for me, unduly. Even then, I was much stronger than her. My nanny could barely raise three zombies. When we were at the cemetery, I knew that I could easily raise them all-and lay them to rest afterward. I wouldn't even lose my breath. Small potatoes; just two hundred rotten corpses, two drops of my blood, and they would all rise up.

After all, I ran away from home to be exposed before I returned to Mom's cage. "Come here," he ordered. Like a robot being controlled with a remote, I took one step after another until I was just an inch away from him. I felt so small, standing this close to him. How can he be sexy and tall at the same time? I won't say he's God's favourite because he has so much blood on his hands. Demon was created by the devil. "Touch me, Papillon," he said softly, a dangerous softness that slid right under my skin. "I want your hands on me."

All that mattered to me, and my wolf, was protecting Natalia. I wouldn’t grieve for a second time. I wouldn’t let it be real this time. As we pulled up to the cottage, I noticed that the door was hanging open on its hinges. Damon and I burst inside, where we heard small whimpers coming from one of the bedroom closets. We raced over and yanked the door open, finding the nanny curled up on the floor, her wrists and ankles bound and a gag in her mouth. “Thank the Goddess,” she breathed when Damon pulled away the gag. “The children—are they—”

I reply before kissing her forehead and laying my palm on her flat stomach. She walks away toward our wing and I whip out my phone. I am getting way too familiar with calling the council. "Council's after-hours service," a female answers, and I check my watch to see nine pm. "Yes. This is Stanley Gray. We have recently hired a human nanny for our pack's pups. We have discovered that she has been abused by her mate, Nickolas Mackenzie. She has scars and fresh wounds all over her back. The marks have been verified by my Luna Samantha Layne," I say clearly and I hear the receptionist's pen as it scratches the note down.

“My nanny’s grandmother was a priestess, and that gift was passed down through the generations. She told me that if I were to ever encounter the demon again, that this incantation would destroy it. I memorized it as a little girl, and I still know it by heart to this very day.” I stare down at the scrawled writing. Would this really be enough to kill a demon? There was only one way to find out.

' Biba raked her brain which was starting to get tangled, again. Ares was amazed. Why are all the nannies working for him never in their right minds? This time, Ares saw through the CCTV footage, the new nanny, who had slammed Ares yesterday, was rolling dramatically on the floor screaming "help-help!". It seems that the nanny doesn't understand that Ares can see her through the CCTV monitor. That's why she can be confident to act ridiculous like that. 'Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, is it because she's a friend of Nanny Cherish? Right, that's why you're crazy too?'

Bold red marker at the top. NANNY WANTED I blinked, my brain trying to make sense of it. A nanny? Then I read the line underneath, and my breath caught. Pay: Two Million. Advance Payment Available.

“This is the only piece of clean information she gave us. We need a nanny for Tifania. A live-in one. Urgently. I snorted, leaning back against the sleek marble countertop of the kitchen. "A live-in nanny? You want to bring some stranger into the Sky Tower? Jule, we have enough secrets tucked away in the Blackwell Vault as it is. We barely tolerate Amanda Quispe knowing the password to the wine cellar. A live-in nanny is a security threat, a walking liability, and probably an endless distraction.