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I looked away, suddenly unsure of what to say. Damian studied me for a moment longer before shaking his head. “You’re too stubborn for your own good.” I huffed a laugh. “You’re just figuring that out now?” A small, almost reluctant smile ghosted across his lips. And for one fleeting second, I saw something else in his eyes. Not violence. Not control. But something almost human. It disappeared just as quickly as it had come, but it was enough. Enough to make me wonder. Could a man like Damian Volkov ever truly love?

Somehow, I’ve made it through the marsh to the clearing where the decayed cemetery once stood. Amos is waiting for me there. Its form wavers in the rain, like a projection on a disrupted screen. It looks less human than I remember. The general form is there, but the angles and proportions are all wrong. For some reason, it makes me think of an anglerfish, drawing me in with the promise of a light in the dark. “Rough night?” the demon asks in a voice that’s merely an extension of the howling wind. It grins, revealing thin gleaming teeth that flash in the lightning like slivers of bone.

The car was silent. Dead silent and worse than any yelling. I still don't understand what he is saying. What world? And why was that guy, Lucian kept referring to me as human. I didn't answer. I couldn't. I just left his question hanging. My brain was just a mess of flashes—the club, all those weirdly beautiful people, Seraphina's face all twisted with hate, Lucian's smile and Joachim. The sheer power that just rolled off him when he stood in front of me.

“Do you have any idea who I am? How much I donate to you filthy fucking animals?” Dylan snarled through his toothy maw, “*Make sure you tell the devil how charitable you’ve been. Hopefully, it will help you more down there than it will up here*.” Before the keening man’s wide, horrified eyes, Dylan’s claws began to grow, even thicker and longer than they had before.

Tears came out of his eyes. ------------------ cambion- a child's produced from incubus father. - it appears to be stillborn, as there isn't a pulse or visible breathing. -at age 7, the child starts to behave like a human but it often displays evil tendencies.

Let them baptize me. There’s only one way to deal with a demon. And that’s to become the devil. I sit up slowly, wincing as my ribs protest. My hand curls over my heart. I swear it, a vow, quiet and deadly. You took everything from me. I will let this pain fester, and I will use it, I say, closing my eyes… Praying that sleep will find me soon. *** I stare out the window, fingers curled tightly around the glass of water. My reflection blurs in the pane, a ghost of the woman I used to be. A tired face courtesy of my sleepless night.

Hema bit her lip to keep from crying out. Without warning, Zayden seized her wrist and dragged her towards the bed, his grip unyielding. He pushed her onto the mattress, caging her beneath his formidable frame. The sheets thrashed about as she struggled to cover herself, but he would have none of it. Zayden's mouth descended upon her breast, his teeth grazing the tender skin. Hema cried out, the sting of pain morphing into an unwanted surge of pleasure. He nibbled and bit, marking her flesh as his own, a perverse brand of possession.

If Wilbur and the old man were here, they would be able to tell at first glance that the merfolk's emperor, Ramos, who had never shown his real face this entire time, looked just like Demon from the dungeon. Demon was actually a clone of Emperor Ramos. Wilbur had blown Ramos' clone apart with the power of light just now, and the six wisps of miasma had returned to Ramos' body, meaning that Demon was now back in Ramos. The merfolk emperor stared at himself in the mirror. "F*ck! I can't believe you're back."

Vera stood unperturbed and repeated her words, “Be my boyfriend, Mr Green eyes! I will give anything you want in return." A devilish smile appeared on Dominic's lips the moment she said out the last sentence. He subconsciously stared at the fragile girl from head to toe. She looks like a feisty little bunny. He leaned more closely to her that the small distance between them was covered. With a roguish smile he asked, “Anything at all?"

Cali:- I am scared to get hurt, sorry demon but I am scared, I am quitting. demon with his confident smile demon:- as long as I am here and you are by my side I will never let you get hurt. robot:- now the pain is transferred to the demon let's spin the wheel and we got eyeball. demon's eyes hurt so much like someone put thousands of needles in his eyes, he starts to cry like a baby. demon:- I am dying its hurts, I can't handle it, please kill me, please kill me. the demon couldn't see from his eyes, because of a painful sensation, wizard and Cali were smiling at him, everyone want to see a strong fall, and nothing gave more pleasure.