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even in her fear for me, my pup is more loyal than any being I know. Holding Ashton like this should mean nothing and be incapable of inflicting him with pain. But it’s Zorien holding him this tightly, relishing in the snaps and crushes I’m purging out of him. Mid-tier Demons have their blood in orange, like the glow of their eyes when they use their powers. I mute his chokes and desperate attempts to bring my hand free and irritatedly toss him over to Ciel. “I must be a joke to you both, it seems. You should be indebted to my pup, for it’s only because of her kind heart I’m not ending your miserable lives right now. Get back to your posts at once”.

You could have warned me that you had a Baslayer here,’ I complained. They were a subspecies of serpent-shifter. However, what made them different than typical serpent-shifters were that they were part demon as well. These were hybrids. This one was upwards of twenty feet and weighed more than I could even comprehend. ‘They have a soft spot at the back of their head. It’ll be denoted by a colorful oval. Either of our weapons will work. However, casting is out of the question because if they get their venom into you while you’re casting or cloaked then you’ll be permanently stuck in limbo. I’ll have my uncle clear everyone out of the way, and we can run up its body.’

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

I knew that l was going to leave my master. "Oh no she is more than unlucky. I heard that the demon who priced her for 200 million is actually Lord Ethane. He is the Lord who takes pleasure in killing his pets. I'm sure she won't last 3 months with him and she is so young". I heard a girl in the cage say from behind me. Does he really kill his pets? I know my life isn't good right now but l don't want to die. I'm just 17 l still want to live. My master was so happy that finally he is going to sell me off for a good price.

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

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

Drawing the distinct pentagram of sun and moon she summons. “Jessa, Hannah.” She commanded. As swift as the spell activated, the twins appear bowing in front of her, commanding them through her thoughts, the twins nodded in response as they vanish, taking to aid the hunter. Once more drawing a circle of a pentagram for a fighting armor in the image of shaman’s clothes mix with a sailor-style skirt, white boots, and distinct red and violet strings of ribbons that’s serves as his line of protection, she jumps outside as the wind drew its cold attention towards her. Looking at the reflection of the black smoke demon that’s giving the twins and the hunter a hard time fighting against, it slowly

And the monster underneath it finally reveals itself, the Collins - series Obsidian, black, massive looking like a predator itself. Even buried under dust and grime, the shape is unmistakable. My throat tightens. “I would recognize this silhouette anywhere, “ I murmur, my voice rough has hell. “Even in hell,” I grunt out as I smash the side, which causes a dent in the side. I step closer, the front hood catches the light, and my breath stops, it's bent, a jagged misalignment, like a scar. Slowly, I reach out and press my palm against the hood.

"The... the tether... it’s the only line left. If the carriage drops... the child’s baseline... will be formatted by the impact." "We're not dropping, Dante," I whispered, my teeth grinding together until my gums bled. I reached out with my left hand, wrapping my fingers around his massive, matted ear while my right arm held the little girl against my heart. I didn't push the baseline debt down this time. I drew the raw, unrefined Lycan marrow-ore straight out of his chest, combining it with the pitch-black Void inside my pelvis until my skin started to crack, emitting thin, vertical tendrils of light-drinking shadow.

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."