Heller's Blazing Star Novels & Stories

he smiled triumphantly from ear to ear. "It's good to hear that," he then trails kisses on my nape, and his fingers continued to twists and abused my poor nipples. "W-Why does it hurts so bad? Wh-What did you do, Lord Damon?" He giggled. "I'll call this Hell One," he looked me in the eyes as he keeps on playing with my nipples. "This medicine will make you so sensitive, weak, and even the slightest pinch will be a huge pain in you," my head began to feel dizzy as I felt my strength and body became weak.

Each person controls a world leader, running the underworld and carefully maintaining the balance needed in such a world filled with human greed, death and destruction— willingly ready to be seen as the devils. Zayn Hellfire was not a Devil. He was Hell itself. “Tea, Don?” Giana places the cup in front of me, her milky gray eyes staring at me even though many cannot do the same. For she is blind. I don’t bother to give a response but she doesn’t wait for one as she places the cup and saucer down on the table. It’s Darjeeling tea, one of Eve’s favorites, but now I am no longer sure if she ever liked it.