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Rexton muttered before carrying her in his arms, walking to the van with her. Amour cried silently as she was taken to the van. At the moment she could just imagine the worst happening to her. ✮•✮•✮•✮ ••BLACK VENOM COB•• "Useless!! You two are useless!! You can't even do a simple task!!" Demetrius yelled. "We're sorry Godfather, please give us one last chance" Clyde knelt down to beg. Demetrius brought out his gun and pointed it at them.

What started as a job, a duty to make sure she felt our side was her only real choice, became an obsession. Our plan had been put in motion years before, creating a rock band to travel the world bringing in kids her age from everywhere knowing one day she would show up. Devil’s Night is now the most popular band in the world with teens and young adults. While simultaneously being the most hated band in the world with their parents. We have fans everywhere just dying for a chance to spend a few moments with us and I, Damien Raines, am the frontman.

At this moment, the demon eye in the drawing suddenly moved its pupil towards her. Edward's first drawing after making a deal with the devil was the demon eye he met in his dream. It was the scary realistic paintings. The blood veins in the eye were also carefully sketched. Its sudden movement frightened Mrs. Dieter. The lights in the room flashed one after another and the whole space fell into a terrifying darkness.

“You want me to stop? No! To you traitorous humans; I am your Daymare and your Nightmare. I am the Punishment of both God and Devil. If you all hadn't committed this great sin, I would not have brought this punishment unto you. I am... BLACK HEART”

He believed there is no such Angel for Devil There's no such LOVE where Devil is smitten He turned into Devil was not in search of an Angel Never in his life he thought he would found it one Not definitely in his world where only Devil's reside Not definitely under moon where breeze blew kisses Baby I Wanna tell you a story Sorry if I bore you with mine It's a story of a Devil and his Angel She's everything which he's not He's sin where she's boon Ho baby tell me what was his fault He was child with castles of dreams, a happy go child who wanted a life which he could call it Peace Ho baby tell me what was his fault the world made him Devil He stayed far watching her smile, She was his word,

She ran away and left her alone in the hands of this demon. She looked at Eric who had a devilish smile on his face, then stared down at her stomach. ‘Maybe you were meant to be a mafia after all.’

Iliana's tears fell on his skin and she begged him- but not for her own life, she was begging for Emanuels. Her bloodshot eyes locked on mine and she cried out, “Please help him!” A rough chuckle shook Darian's shoulders and he leaned down, inhaled a whiff of her scent, and smiled. “It’s funny you should ask her to help your mate when it was her father who taught me that little trick that will bring your death,” Wait what? My gasp echoed up the high walls and rested in the ears of the angels on the hand-painted ceiling. Whoever decided to paint angels in the devil's den was a true prankster with an equally twisted sense of humor as the king.

The male demon was seen nuzzling Janice Valeria’s collarbones and breasts at this moment. Janice Valeria grinned widely and exultantly. “Forever, Elder Brother... Forever I’m yours... You can do it with me for the rest of our lives...” The male demon was really tickled pink, was really over the moon, was on his cloud nine. He kissed, licked, and slightly squashed Janice Valeria’s pair of lips, down to her chin, down to her neck and nay her collarbones. Being treated like that, Janice Valeria howled quite long and irresistibly again.

He’s on his hands and knees, his men, all of them are cackling like the love of my life being fucked to death is a dramatic cosplay. BLYAD!!! I’d crave the flesh from their bones. They’ll beg for hell, but it won’t come. I’ll be their nemesis, drinking in their blood and tears, till they have none to shed. That’s what I’ll do to them for ruining my Bunny. Dakor will pay.

"Saye, what is that you want me to see-" I say as I enter but pause with wide eyes and back hitting against the wall, shocked. "What the hell is that?" One of the boys, the youngest, has some one-eye creature. It's like a dark gooey substance paste, and someone just glued those plastic eyes for arts and crafts. Its round yellow eyes look around frantically. I feel a chill running down my spine, seeing how disgusting it is. "In the Demon Realm, these are called Carcurus; they are low-level creatures that find a victim and stick themself on a host sucking the life force out of them."