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Pointing her sharp claws against her chest, she glanced at the almost-complete spell from the eleven warlocks. It would only be a matter of time before the spell would be completed! Her last bit of reluctance was already tossed at the back of her mind. She pierced the part of her chest which was only half an inch distance from her beating heart. On cue, blood gushed from Diana’s lips. And yet, her eyes remained closed. Heart blood was also known as the Essence of the supernatural beings of this world. By destroying this, Diana was at risk to lose something important to her. What would it be?

It was thick, huge and it gave him headache as he read more and more about their guy – Ahriman or Théoden or whatever hell he was called. “The well of wisdom – or what they call it, it refuses them humans the true vision to look beyond the shadows; the tales of darkness. Myth, they call, sing and talk, but none believes the truth of the myth. Some sees, but denies. He is real, real as the nightmares. Twice the century the sorcerer lives, one in his sleep, and the second in awakening, in battles.” Art finished the opening of the book.

And still, he'd left her alone to face that snarling beast, caring about nothing but Lylith's safety. "Lylith got hurt protecting me. I can't just leave her hanging after that." Chuck's voice was sincere. "But you're different. We're partners for life." Lorrie almost laughed. Partners for life? Please. He wouldn't blink if she dropped dead tomorrow. Then Chuck said the words that turned her stomach. "Lylith is anemic. The hospital doesn't have her blood type. But you're a match—"

The second his fingers grazed the cover, the room shuddered. The walls groaned. The lightbulb overhead flickered wildly and burst, raining glass like frozen stars. A howling wind whipped through the room though no windows were open. The floor beneath them trembled, and a low, guttural voice emerged from the very shadows. “You misunderstand… little sinners.” Zephyr screamed and scrambled back. Alexa stiffened. “It was never the book’s will. It is merely a gate. The fault lies not with the book, but with the heart that bore the desire.”

James felt Audrey stiffen for one brief second as he made her his but then she was moving under him again, her hands pulling him fiercely against her as she let her body tell him what she craved. And he was lost, a furnace of passion engulfing him as the last of his fragile control was burned up in the glory that was her soft yielding body. An ecstasy that was mirrored on her face spiraled him higher and higher until the world was left behind and they both entered a place beyond time. He gave her his love, his body, his mind, his will, all self-preservation gone forever. Audrey held his heart in her small hands. Always have and always will. It was very late when Audrey awoke the next morning

He curiously removed the little girl's hand from her face and gazed into the eyes of an innocent little angel and . His breath stopped He saw a glimpse of himself in those haunted eyes. His Heart came into hault for a moment . And in that moment he knew the one true thing , if anyhow he killed this little girl he would actually kill his own very heart. ~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart

Yes, Abi lost her memories but somehow, the love she had for him wasn't lost, she accepted him wholeheartedly and Zeres would begin from the very start so as to grow the love between them. More gossips on the way, plots as dubious schemes. Quincy would be the lead antagonist although in the second volume, there will be more villains to the book Hellbound! Happy 100th chapters readers. . .

The heart was alive, fighting back, clinging to its hold on him. "No!" Lucien’s voice rang out, filled with a ferocity that shook me to my core. "You won’t have me anymore!" The ground cracked open beneath us, and there, deep in the darkness, I saw it. The heart. It was black and pulsing, its veins extending like the roots of a tree, feeding on the lost souls trapped within its depths. It was a thing of pure malevolence, a creature of magic and death, a parasite that had slowly consumed Lucien from the inside out.

Yet, amidst the shadows of hopelessness, a flicker of desperate determination glimmered in the eyes of Hailey. Hailey stepped forward, her hands trembling ever so slightly as she first carefully collected the small, black, pulsating heart in her outstretched palms. It was a heart torn from the one that cast the incante. Its rhythmic beat pulsed in her hands, a testament to the life that had once flowed through it. It wasn't at all what she meant, but spells were fickle like that, so long as it was a heart, it could work.

They also felt extreme discomfort in their violently palpitating hearts, as though they had been hammered again and again and they were going to die at any time. At that moment, the group became immobilized, while the heartbeat only got louder. The mine and Devil’s Hill shook, and the surrounding waters trembled. The vast boundless ocean became turbulent as the heartbeats churned up the waves. The sound then spread to distant areas. “What is that?” “A heartbeat! It is the Fiend Lord’s heart! The Fiend Lord’s heart is appearing!” “Oh my God! The Fiend Lord’s heart is actually here?!”