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They saw her alone, easy, and they moved in like starving wolves. Fornication. One of mankind’s proudest talents. Now she sits there, curled in sorrow. And for some damn reason, a thought slithers through my mind: Maybe I should cheer her up. Ridiculous. I’m Paimon. Demon King. Ninth Circle Prince. I strip souls bare and feed them to nightmares. My joy is in their screams—not their smiles. But… I know her weakness. Food. I sat beside her, snapped my fingers, and summoned a burger with my Demonic Energy—three thick patties, lettuce, tomato, bacon, and enough grease to clog a mortal's soul.

*** Valor stood in a rotten wooden house, in his hands were yellowed sheets of paper with strange and monstrous drawings. Standing beside Valor was a man dressed in black, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice “They are called Demon.S, a demon slaying organization that has been expanding rapidly in recent years. The reason they were able to grow like that was that they had a special medicine in their hands. With that potion, controlling or killing a vampire is too simple.” “Even vampires of royal blood?” Valor asked “That, I don't know ... It's been a long time since a descendant of the royal family appeared."

she sobs. “And you think I won’t kill you? Is that how kind I look to all of you?” When she looks at him, horror crossed her face. Kenshi was on his demon form. It isn’t the normal form, it was something they have never seen before. His fangs shows and that prideful expression on his face tells them he isn’t kidding. The golden eyes that reflected the sunset to the other world were no more. One eye was fully red and the other had turned black and a fading red as the iris.

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

There's a wide room with a matching window that has the scene of the ocean beyond a small meadow and a small group of trees to the right. There are two chairs and one round high coffee table between. Two people sit, one you know, one you don't. At least not from this story. "So," says Cayce, "I'll introduce myself first. But since this is the end of my book then you probably know about me enough. Cayce Vance, eighteen. Married around now, ready for some action, and half-demon and half-angel hybrid."

If I had known they worked for him, I would have listened to that faint voice in my head and ran hard and fast. I knew who he was before I arrived in this country. It was important that lone wolves like Hannah and I learned about the hierarchy of the most powerful packs and who not to cross. He came up on the top of the most feared. Not just in the supernatural world. He ruled the underground world too. A deadly combination of guns and claws. It was rumored that he ripped out hearts if a person just took the wrong breath in his direction. Carmine Moreno or as he was known across all factions— The Demon Wolf.

It's mouth hung wide open showing a display of huge canines like razors ready to destroy. We all stared at the paper. I didn't get the point Faye was trying to make by showing me this. So... It's a picture of a red eyed demon, probably from an old fairy tail considering how old and rusty the book was. "Faye what does this have to do with anything? "Ming chimed. 'Oh thank God it didn't have to be me.'

I commanded and he looks at me. "Is Tiara your cousin??" I asked. "Yes ma, she is" he replied. 😘Jackson p.o.v 😘. I don't remember offending anyone, why would a monster enter my house, how did it even gain entrance. Who is she? or is it? she is for the vampiress's face while, it, is for the bat's face. "One wish, I want my human face!!!" she said and everywhere shook that I had to look down in fear.

the assistant announced from the other side of the door. “Let her in,” the Demon King said, still looking outside. He refuses to seem like he is anticipating this night. He needs to make sure that he shows who the most powerful in this palace is. Soon the double doors creaked open. In came the assistant followed by the Lamia guides. The woman that came in the previous year was following a woman wearing a white dress. Her head and face was covered in a thick veil. “May we present to you, this year’s sacrifice.” The black-haired lamia announced and bowed. The other lamias and Jessica bowed as well. Amanda refused to do so. The assistant cleared his throat but Amanda did not flinch one bit. The