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I couldn’t help but find his scary smile addictive, with adding in his sharp features, and those eyes. “What did you need to see us for?” Cash suddenly said loudly, his voice echoing in the high celling room. Zin suddenly turned from grinning at me to facing Cash. “Yes, in regards to the demon you are after. Have you discovered which one of the silly creatures had broken free yet?” Zin’s use of the word silly to describe a demon made me frown. “Yes, we have. Why?” Cash responded. “Here, come sit, no need for us to stand here, you will find the seating more than comfortable.” Zin replied, not answering Cash’s question.

He continued to scream. The demon looked over him, before bursting into laughter. The laughter was to mock him, and waste his time. Klaus Lavon knew this. He glared at the demon and squeezed his neck even harder. Yet, he would not budge. "Kill me if you want," he started to speak, allowing a bitter chuckle to escape his lips. "But what's done is done. You cannot fight him, he has your silly human female in his possession, and he is stronger than you know."

Less than 10 seconds later I receive a text. SLONE: Holy hell, girl, he’s FIIIIINE! ME: But is he a serial killer? SLONE: Nah, he’s way too hot! ME: So was Jeffrey Dahmer. SLONE: Would Jeffrey Dahmer let you take his photo? ME: Fair point. SLONE: If you don’t take a slice of that beefcake I will! ME: OMG!! SLONE: He he! (winking devil) Taking a deep, steadying breath, I cautiously step outside.

“I was gonna apologize for bailing you. I should have been there with you while you were recovering, but looking at you so sick and in a lot of pain that I’ve caused, it hurt, and the guilt and that demon just got into my head, and I let it in. I should have fought it and realized sooner that what demons do, is taunt and haunt and feed humans and us with our guilt and mistakes. I’m so sorry.” “You don’t have to apologize. You did what was right and you saved me.” “Stop saying I saved you when I almost killed you.” “To save my soul. I think that’s beyond plausible.” I smiled. “Coffee? Or is it that every time you see me, you see that asshole, too?” “He’s beyond an asshole. He’s a demon.” “You

The servant's eyes fluttered open, and she smiled weakly, her gaze sparkling with a mixture of fear and anticipation. I raised an eyebrow, amused by Tristan's suggestion. "I think she's almost done, brother," I said, nodding towards the servant's pale face. Tristan chuckled, his mouth and teeth stained with blood. "Wouldn't that be an amazing way to go out?" he asked the servant, who nodded enthusiastically from her perch on his lap.

"Ahhh. Twisted psychopath. I expected no less from you." "Will you help me or not?" He threatened, and I laughed, turning around. I couldn't hold it anymore. I laughed like a madman, holding the chair's handle so I wouldn't fall, but it wasn't working. “Stop it, Zane. It's not funny.” “It is…” I held back for a second and returned to laughing hard. “You make me think you're a child.” “In the demon world, I am but a demonling.” “No figure.”

"No one survives a whole night with him." "The last bodies were terrible. Some were broken beyond recognition." "She was too arrogant. She wanted his favor so badly she threw away her life." They waited for my corpse. They waited all night. At dawn, the door opened. Lucien carried me out in his arms. I yawned lazily against his chest. The courtyard went silent. "She is still alive?" I looked around and smiled. "Stop staring. I am not dead. My Demon King is powerful. I am delighted, not dying."

continues Cayce, "his story actually has nothing to do with my universe, or it might be, and there are no werewolves, gargoyles, or ghouls, thankfully." "I feel I could take down Frederic with much more flair than how you did it," says Reza pointedly but calmly, "not to mention you were kind of stupid." "What!" squawks Cayce, "Rude much?" "The comment sections designated to the part where you did pull out the knife after getting stabbed by Frederic were essentially calling you stupid," says Reza, cracking a tiny smile, "I think one even said that they thought you were supposed to be smart." "Hey, that knife hurt. Sue me for freaking out," says Cayce defensively.

"Artists? I think the characters of superheroes." "Ah!" Shane nodded a few times trying to understand Iris was a movie buff. Iris grimaced as Shane started sewing the wound on her palm after she had injected the low dose of anesthetic. Her mind kept replaying what had happened incessantly. Why are demons so mean to humans? Just because humans don't have superpowers like them, they can be arbitrary and think humans are worthless slaves. Shane glanced at her a few times. She knew how she felt right now because it all happened too suddenly.

“You aren't even you… you died, and I have to accept I got you killed. I got all of you killed, and I'm sorry, I'm soooo sorry. But I'm going to try to fix things as much as I can, anyway. Fix things so this won't happen to some other poor fuck.” Non-Kelly pulled out of the embrace. “Really now? Well, fine then I guess you won't let this be easy.” “When has anything been easy for me?” Janice chided. The demon laughed. Thankfully, it wasn't Kelly's loud guffaw, or even Emily's little girl giggle, but something else entirely. The laugh of something that wasn't quite human and never had been. “Things were always easy for you, rich girl. If your life was a video game, it would be stuck perpetua