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The person yelled, obviously angered beyond all belief. “My Lord, I-” “Enough! Get out! I need to think!” “Yes My Lord!” The figure promptly left the tent to avoid bringing more ire. In the tent, the man emerged from the shadows and sat on the stool nearby with his head in his hands. His eyes were literally glowing in anger. Outside all of the others who heard their Lord’s thunderous roar kept their heads down. Now that the plan was somewhat ruined they would have to come up with another one soon.

Finally bold enough, I asked, "Could you check?" The demon even jerked his head, then laughed. Have you ever heard a demon's laughter? Do you think it's scary? It's no scarier than a storm, or lighting, or a hurricane. It sounds wild, and furious, and mad, and fiery, yet oh so beautiful. The room suddenly became chilly. Smoke swirled in the corners of the pentagram, and Martha grew even paler. She was afraid I wouldn't be able to hold the demon back-or that I wouldn't be able to hold myself back from stepping toward him. I wasn't going to do that, however. I knew all too well you weren't supposed to trust demons.

The power of dark magic, hahaha. The sky laid down a blanket of sadness and darkness as the ninety-nine thousand demons I just summoned arrived in their legions. They are coming, bringing hell along with them, and I don't want to be here when that happens. I summoned yet again my double-headed dragon, Scar, and I rode off on the mighty fire-breathing beast into the dark skies.

"Like you pity me and you just want to be there to fill a void" "I-" "I don't want you to see me like I need you for just when I'm in trouble or I am with you just to fill a void that Lola left because no. And for the longest time, I fooled myself to thinking that you were just there in place of Lola and I'm sorry". I paused looking at her, my eyes burned and I blinked back tears. "God, Dimma, I'm so sorry but I love you, no vomitting emojis involved, no lies". She looked terrified. She sat upright and adjusted her shirt. If her skin wasn't so brown, I'm sure there would be a red stain on it.

he claimed. I looked straight into his eyes. They were filled with a kind of insane possessiveness, mixed with warmth. He truly looked like a devil that was craving for my soul, but this Devil was also willing to devote himself giving me tenderness and protection I was seeking through my whole life… I was ready to sign the pact, even with shedding all of my blood. “You can belong only to me,” he whispered and kissed my lips. At the same time his long fingers painted lines up and down my spine and back. I got lost in this sensation, the waves of electrifying excitement kept flowing through my entire body. Suddenly, he stopped, again, teasing me, making me want him more.

You'll be the one taking your pants off lol. Now why are they called demons? They are THE BEST PLAYERS you can ever see. With their smooth talking and killer smile. They can charm any lady they want without breaking a sweat. They break hearts left and right like it's nothing. In as much as girls have come to despise them for their philandering ways, they still can't help but fall for Yoruba demons. "One look and a daughter of Zion have off pant" -Bimbo Ademoye. Whatever you do, never fall in love with a Yoruba Demon.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

All the demons that had looked so terrifying now looked like little children who had done something wrong and were afraid of being scolded by their father. All eyes stared at the black dragon in the sky with shocked expressions. The black dragon's appearance was so sudden, and the demons' fear made them all even more shocked. BOOMMM... BOOMMM... Blow after blow rained down on the demons' faces. They grimaced in pain but didn't dare make a sound, because they were afraid that if even the slightest sound came out of their mouths, the black dragon would increase the blows he rained down on them.

Her eyes never left the demon. The demon's eyes never left Kira, even as the other creatures wailed on him. "What do you mean? It's a party! Music! You must sing!" He bellowed. Somewhere deep inside I summoned up some fitting lyrics to a song that used to play on the radio. My voice came out quiet at first, then started to find the rhythm and became clearer. "I'm comin' up so you better... you better get this party started. I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started."

Didn’t dare slow down. But as she leapt over a pit, her footing slipped. She crashed to the ground, scrambling up only to find herself surrounded again. The demons smiled darkly. "Unmask. Now. Or die." "Go to hell," Jo spat. "We are from hell," they chuckled. Suddenly, a howl split the sky, clear, piercing, powerful. The demons froze. "We don’t have time. The puppies are coming," one muttered. A blur of white and black slammed into them: Dante.