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Novel: Soul Shard Captor [BL Version] Series: World & Soul Bureau Series Author: Lucy Pan Dora Started serializing on: 27th of June, 2020 On Goodnovel since: 6th of October, 2020 === LINKS === Support the author: ko-fi.com/lucypandora Author website: lucypandora.com Discord: lucypandora.com/discord === RELEASE RATE === 🔹 new chapter every day at a random time

Was he going to make a demon possess my body ? I closed my eyes. The anticipation of what being done to me made my muscles tense painfully and then, the most unexpected thing happening around me appeared like flames... My senses were scattered, but my vision was soon coated in the black when something pricked in my neck. All I saw as I fell back and darkness consumed me was the silhouette of a man fanning himself.

I called out for my demon succubus, I could feel her aura near our vicinity. "You owe this to Rain, you will heal... you will not go after him again. He is mine!" I chocked his neck harder until his face changed to a darker shade, but he was not budging. His eyes kept on seeing mine, while he tugged his lip upward as if he was wanting me to choke him to death.

I slashed their throats with my shield; their veins with my saber. Their death cries joined together in a symphony of pain and horror. I reveled in the screams of the dying men, licking the drops of blood as they splattered my face. I fended off thrown daggers with my shield, parried sword blows with my saber and counterattacked. I was destruction incarnate, and I felt happy. I was killing, and the demon blood sang in my veins. Death, death, death to my enemies.

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over and over like a filthy prayer. When the last tremor finally faded, I lay there panting, fingers still buried inside my twitching cunt, thighs slick with my release. I didn’t know he was watching. **Damien’s POV (outside the door)** I was going to hell. I had only meant to check if she was okay. Instead I was standing outside her bedroom door like a fucking predator, my hand wrapped around my thick, leaking cock, stroking myself slowly as I watched her through the cracked door.

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

EMELIA Ryker is still in the same spot I left him in this morning when I went to prepare my group of Fantasy Elite dancers for their Monday show. With Rumor not available to headline their shows, money is kind of slow at the establishment. However, yesterday's live from her bedroom raked in some serious cash. I usually watch Aurora's only fans sessions, it's just as normal as watching a television show to me and most times, it's plain conversation between her and her viewers. I do it to be supportive, and yesterday afternoon while I cuddled up against Cassian at their Media company while Ryker did his usual rounds, Cassian was watching Fantasy Elite live cam and it was Aurora showing off var