Good Man By Devour The Day Novels & Stories

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Like my skin was being flayed open. One second I was burning alive. The next I was frozen solid. "Aaahhh!" I screamed until my throat was raw. In that desperate moment, I reached for the life-saving potion my father had given me—his last gift before I left, meant only for the worst-case scenario. I downed it in one gulp, and the world went dark. I don't know when I woke up. The potion had only given me a brief window of stability. If I wanted to survive, I had to make it back to my Pack. Right now.

Devon appeared a moment later, tearing through a rift in space, his expression grim. I dropped to my knees beside Abbadon, my hands trembling as I hovered over what was left of him. His flawless skin was gray, cracked, and crumbling. He was so still. So horribly, unnaturally still. Tears burned my eyes. "He's gone." My voice broke. Lilith's eyes flicked to mine. "Not yet." My head jerked up, hope and disbelief fighting fiercely inside me. "But—" "We don't have time for questions," Devon interrupted, his voice curt. His eyes shifted toward the night beyond the trees. "They'll be searching for us. We need to move."

He half ran over to the young man, immediately sat down in the empty chair in front of him. "Morning, Calvin," Angel greeted with a smile that was made as sweet as possible, but the young man in front of him still seemed to have his eyes closed as if he didn't care. Angel snorted loudly, stretched out a hand to pull the earpod that was plugging the young man's ear. "Morning, Calvin Klein!" Calvin immediately opened his eyes, lowered his legs that had been stretched out on the table. "Good morning, Beauty. Have you brought my assignment?"

And you STILL dare to drag her down? "Ruby Quinn, you're filth—you're nothing but a rotten, heartless devil!"

The Devourer recalculates again—because this wasn’t submission. It was departure.

(Drags out the man's tongue and divides it with the blunt shears then proceeds to strangle him with a string. Jeremy: (Leans towards the ear of the dying man) I am the devil that sends Men like you to hell. Safe a spot for my father, will you? (Rips out his earlobe with his teeth...) I look away as he finishes the kill and two males enter the room, their backs to the camera. Male: This is not your style, Kila. (Releases the dead body from the chains) “That's Junev!” Ken exclaims at the sight of the male.

Immobile. “Sounds like you couldn’t find an easy female, so you had to buy one,” she giggled. Gods, her laughter was sweet music to my ears. “That’s kind of pathetic. Don’t you think?” She reached up on her tip-e-toes and bit my bottom lip. She tugged. One of her fangs sliced through my lips. The pain was brief and heavenly. “Woman,” I growled at her. “Ansley the Devourer of Souls.” Her lips curled into a devious smile, and utter wickedness washed over her delicate features.

And he'll drink, he'll fall, get up and start drinking again Only with a lot of sacrifice he gets home in the morning Until then, it's okay, but it's every day, yes, another one too And all this is the fault of the Devil Woman Who pursues me at night everywhere But if it wasn't for the horn and the tail I wouldn't be able to stand it She walks away leaving the drunks behind And the trail of chaos, of destruction You look at this boy, devastated, unable To think of any other solution And he'll drink, he'll fall, get up and start drinking again Only with a lot of sacrifice he gets home in the morning Until then, it's okay, but it's every day, yes, another one too

But when it comes to Thaddeus, I'm always ready to give myself, and it feels as though I was the one offering it and waiting for him to claim and devour me completely and seductively. Everything went well while he held both of my breasts in his hands and licked them with his tongue. I curved my back and let out a soft moan. "Devour Me, My King…." I whispered in his ear, and he bit my nipples. It was a soft bite that didn't hurt or draw blood. I moaned softly while he played with my nipples. His eyes were on my lips, and he reached for them. He kissed me ardently, and we savored the taste of each other.