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Despite its immense power, it was insufficient to sway the king. Another demon used his power to take control of Alexander’s mind. Though it seemed ridiculous to Alexander, with his frail strength, any power could have an impact. On the other hand, when Alexander released his aura, the power it emanated caused every demon in his vicinity to fall to the ground. Whoever engaged in battle with King Aura was in excruciating physical pain, and some demons howled while kneeling. At that moment, a big lump of fire soared into the sky. Alexander knew Lilith was proceeding with her last ritual. Hence, he immediately unfurled his wings to reach for Bella.

Myla yawned as she woke up the next morning with a stretch. She rolled to the other side of the bed and immediately froze when her hand landed on someone's face. She opened her eyes slowly and saw Ares' annoyed face staring down at her. Myla screamed then jumped out of the bed. She glanced down at herself and heaved a sigh of relief before turning to Ares with a glare. “What are you doing in my room?" Ares scoffed. “Your room?" Myla frowned then her eyes widened when it finally dawned on her. She had thought everything that had happened this far had been a nightmare but it was all real! She was a slave now to this demon boy in front of her and she slept on his bed!

I take a step back, just as the door to the room opens, revealing a triumphant looking Atari. “That won’t be happening,” she muses, crossing her arms over her chest. I step back until my back is pressed against the wall, knowing I stand no chance against a Demon. “Atari…” “I’m afraid, little spirit, that you will not be helping Aspen today,” Atari says, smiling bitterly at her. She freezes, stunned. “Oh…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-“ Atari clasps her hands together, looking at her. “My spell is almost completed. All I need is the blood from your veins, and it will be ready.”

He marched over to me, grabbing my upper arm—not roughly, but firmly enough to force me to look at him. “Vaelora, what the hell is going on here?” Andrew hissed, his voice trembling with rage as he pointed a finger at Zane’s back. “What are you doing with some crazy-ass man with dyed ginger hair? You stand me up at a high-end restaurant, run off into the dark, and now I find you in a burnt-out apartment with a guy who claims he hunts demons? Is this a joke to you? Who is he? Is this who you’ve been seeing behind my back?” “What? No! Andrew, are you serious right now?!” I yelled, ripping my arm out of his grip, completely disgusted by the accusation. “My mother has been kidnapped! Our house i

she bowed and left. Lucian went to bed. He suddenly remembered when he told Hazel he wanted to sleep with her in his arms every night. Today he missed her and his demon craved her. He lay down and shut his eyes but his demon refused to let him sleep. He kept imagining Hazel’s n.a.k.e.d body, her soft her, her sweet scent, the taste of her lips. Lucian ignored his bodies response to the images. He was used to this. When his demon spilled blood it always got hungry for flesh, and if it didn’t get what it wanted it, then more blood would be spilled.

It was one night, a few hours for everyone but I had spent an eternity in between demons. I was trembling with fear when suddenly, Beta Andrew placed a soft kiss on my cheek. I whimpered and the world around me stopped for a moment. I looked at him, my ears and cheeks burning. “Well, then. I don't want to add another because of me. Please. Let her do it. I promise, I'll be right here. And I'll buy you ice cream when we get out of here.” Beta Andrew was trying to bribe me but I was already under his spell.

demon have wake up, he go into her room, to see what he was going. he enter the room, but she was still sleeping, the demon got nervous how can she sleep without any care,foundfind her cute, but he have to wake her up, for the game. demon:- how can I touch her, how should I wake her wake, I want to watch her sleep a little more, oh go why don't I have the phone I want to take her pics.

As the recording setup, sitting in front of it was ZouMi, with a confident face, but only she knows the feeling she was having to say the same event aloud, which is her biggest nightmare. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath and continued.

Brittany scoffed, her eyes narrowing as she stepped closer, the smirk on her face deepening. “You think I owe you something?” Brittany laughed bitterly, crossing her arms. “I didn’t ask you to play mom, Sky. You were desperate for attention, playing the martyr, and now you’re mad because I’ve got what you don’t. You’re just bitter because, deep down, you know Andrew would rather be with me than with a washed-up loser like you.”

Matt barks, hot on my heels, "warriors gather everyone here in forty-five minutes! Go!" "Aye, Gamma!" I hear the warriors shout as my heavy footsteps keep thundering down the hall toward my father's office. 'Our office,' Slade reminds me with a proud huff, enjoying the newfound strength we acquired with our win. Shoving the door open, I find Andrew pacing wildly, a tired look on his face, with heavy purple bags under his eyes. Clean-cut Andrew looks worse than I have ever seen him in all the years I have known him; what the hell did he learn to have him so unhinged? Even calm and collected, Demetri is on edge as Andrews's eyes shift back and forth to black as they fight for control.