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Never have I been this jumpy. I drank the lukewarm latte again. The feed popped up and I clicked the first tab that opened. A cartoon caricature of the Devil appeared above the short article. I didn't find it very amusing as I tucked my hair behind my ears, then took a seat on my high stool and read. It contained mostly nonsense quotes and references but I was quick to highlight the points and I read with slow horror. I had just gotten why this book was so important and it wasn't good.

"And you! Don't contaminate this young man's mind with your stupid ideas." "Tch! Doofus," The raven haired guy snickered and moved his eyes to look at me, "Hi there Henry I'm Blaze, I can be your friend, but if you want more I can be the fire that will help warm you in the cold night." He said with a silvery voice, and my brother unknowingly clasped his arms around my shoulders. “Hey, stop that! This is my brother, you jerk!" Grey yelled at the man, and Blaze's mouth curved into a sly smile.

Only static answers. Then silence. Long. Heavy. Absolute. Something shifts inside me — slow, final, like a lock turning. The storm outside grows louder, but for once, it sounds like it’s coming from inside the villa. Inside the man I’m becoming. And I whisper into the dark: “Let them all come. I’ll bury every one.”

Did this demon want . After the words had subsided, a black mist appeared in the devil's hand. This cleared up again, however, and in his hand was a thick, black book, which opened as if by itself and presented the content written in red. Godric stepped back a little. He had read and heard a lot about it. Some had something like this as an accessory, satanists as a set of rules and now, probably for the first time, it was conjured up by the devil himself in front of a person! "No way! Put the book away again! Such a book, soiled with sin, will not be read in my presence! ”Godric shouted, a slight panic in his voice. The dark aura of the book could be felt clearly. It went through his marrow

He ferociously glared at her, shooting daggers out of his eyes in hopes of killing Veronica in one strike. Before she could comprehend what was happening, she was now on the bed with Sebastian atop her, propping his hand on the bed as he glared at her beneath him. "Oh really? Do you want to try and see if it's pleasing to the body?" He asked sinisterly, an evil grin threatening to be released from his face. For once, Veronica stiffened as her back drenched in sweat. It was then she realized she had sucessfully angered the great devil. Not wanting to lose the battle, she pretended to be unaffected as she twirled the corner of his sleeves pyjamas seductively while batting her lashes.

I closed my eyes, shut my mind from thinking anything, and started counting in my heart to distract myself from the devil's closeness. "It's getting cold," The devil whispered into my ear after a while and I trembled from the slight touch of his lips rubbing on my earlobe. I immediately opened my eyes, flushed completely, and when I saw that devilish smirk on his face. I felt like digging a hole and hiding inside it. How could I be so idiot? He isn't the one in s*x more than I am... Why do I always keep thinking about s*x with him even when I know he is a devil and a dangerous creature?

He refuses to answer me, which tells me everything I need to know. There’s one thing I’ve learned about demons during the time I’ve had to creep around this godforsaken hell-hole. They’re fucking dumb. Childish, even. Unable to estimate the ripple effect of their actions. “You’ve reneged on your end of the bargain. You touched Layla. You hurt her, you sick fuck. We’re done.” “You’ll never be free of me.” “You’ll never be strong enough to break me.” Like I said, I’ve lasted way longer than any of the men who’ve come before me.

“How soft your hands are. Come. Sit right next to me.” I obliged, and allowed him to bring me to the couch he had just risen from. We sat next to each other and I brought my gaze back to the devil. “Would you like some wine? It is the best I have had in a long time. This man right here, he does everything!” Lev heaped praises on the devil. “Everything indeed.” I nodded. “Here, have some. Tell me what you think.” He gave me his glass. I accepted and took a sip from it.

I wanted to forget everything, I wanted so much to get rid of the pain that I didn't care even If I sold my soul and body to the devil. I concentrated on my senses and felt a warm touch on my stomach, which reminded me of the devil. As I opened my eyes, I saw the devil lying next to me. Why did his touch feel so comfortable? The way he made me feel made me afraid. The sensation he gave my body. I disliked the idea of sex since I had never had the experience depicted in romance novels or films. That was a pleasure that I had never experienced.

END OF BOOK TWO —Book threes title is Escaping The Devil. You can find it on my profile now! Thank you for reading the series. KL x