Kinnporsche Novel Daemi Novels & Stories

Trigger warning!!! This is not a traditional romance, it contains disturbing subject matter, including themes of questionable consent, Stockholm syndrome as well as graphic sexual consent. The author neither endorses nor condones this type of behaviour CHAPTER ONE MALAKAI * * I saw him today. The devil in shining armour. His face brought back all the memories that I've tried to forget. All the blurry lines became clearer. Up until now, it had been difficult to distinguish between the truth and my imagination I can't believe it's only twenty-four months since we last saw each other.

Demeter smirked. Delmar kept struggling, wriggling like a worm. Orora put a spell on the chain, keeping him from shifting. We all glanced at the metal door when we heard a loud thud coming from slamming it open. The princess of the vampires, Nomiko, and the princess of the sea, Amira, came into view. Nomiko's look was serious, invoking fear while Amira's expression was unfathomable. She looked shocked but at the same time furious.

Beneath one sketch was a name scrawled in ink: Damien Veyne 1843. Lena’s breath caught. 1843? That was impossible. She turned another page and froze. It was a portrait of her. Same face, same eyes, same crescent pendant at her throat. Beneath it, the caption read: The Mute Oracle Bonded Mate. The book slipped from her fingers. The air around her thickened, pressing against her lungs. She stumbled back just as the library door slammed open. Damien stood in the doorway, chest rising with restrained fury. For the first time, his composure fractured.

Elsa:- I admit that I love Johan so I wanted to love him so I have created a private army that is about to kill those rich people and will go to the end illuminate. demon:- why you are ready to kill. Elsa:- you don't matter even if you die, I am going to end illuminate, that something you couldn't think off. demon:- you idiot, my army is on its way to kill all those people, if they got confused then they start to kill each other and illuminate can never be destroyed. demon knocks them out, with his empty gun, he didn't waste any second, he collects crystals and takes Nami with him, he escapes by Atuo motor boat, which only starts with 6 crystals.

"Keep a low profile. It really has taken it out of me to keep the Moon from noticing your absence. It would really do me well if you kept to yourself." Damon speaks as he pulls something out of the breast of his jacket. It's a book, bound beautifully, covered in swirls of silvery patterns. When he extends it to me, I notice what it is. It's the Moon Goddess book. I've been desperate to get this off Shinee and Damon for some time now. Each time it's been right in my hands and then torn away, so to finally hold it against my fingertips is a blessing. Perhaps Damon is giving this to me on behalf of Shinee, who drugged me with a truth serum, which in return, I would receive the book for.

Jasmina asked, “You’re not going, right?” “I’m not missing it,” Amara said. Scene Seven – Lisbon, Midnight The old ballroom stank of wine and rotted wealth. Damien waited alone at the head of a broken table. A glass of red in one hand. A pistol on the table. Amara entered without hesitation. He stood. “Amara Varela. The fire queen herself.” She didn’t blink. “Damien Nero. The bastard who crawled out of his father’s corpse.” He laughed. “We have the same blood, you know.”

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“What’s your name, Petal?” “Demi. Do you have a pack, like Papa?” “No,” I said. “I’m a queen. Maybe, one day, you’ll have your own pack though.” “Sadly, she is just a Beta,” Deimos said. “But I’m sure I’ll find an Alpha willing to take her off my hands when the time comes. I doubt it though. Her aura is shit...like her worthless cunt of a mother, but-” he tapped Demi's nose -"I have a soft spot for my girls."

Demian's tone is all lustful; Don't you, then don't you believe any of what is said, oh, Zaina, I miss you, my little girl Zena with great adoration and ecstasy; I miss you, my love. Damian replaced me, compensated me for everything that happened, and for keeping you away from me, Damian Demian holds her in his arms like a bride and goes to bed while she laughs so hard; I will compensate you, my love, I swear that you will not be able to walk for a whole month, I will not leave you all night and until sunrise Demian throws her on the bed and lifts her up to spend a night full of love on Demian's violent path, which Zaina loves strongly

His voice was gritted through clenched teeth, and even over the phone, Kin could sense the anger and helplessness in Damon’s words. Kin knew well that no matter what measures they took against Delilah now, Demian would never return. ***