روايات وقصص ضمن Libro Infernal

He clenched his fist and stepped a little closer towards the boulder, his booted feet making a depression on the black sand. The Encyclopedia of Demons or popularly known as the Dictionnaire Infernal is the book Marcus had found in the Vatican Archives that talked about the demon with blue and violet flames. It may not have given a fitting picture of what the hellish entity looked like, but it was able to provide enough information for him to use.

I grabbed her chin between my thumb and forefinger, pulling her face to mine as I breathed undiluted madness and despair into her. She wrenched her face loose from my fingers and screamed as she writhed in pain, falling forward out of the chair, making me move back. I stepped over her thrashing body while I looked down on her writhing body, as I squatted next to her. “Only you can stop the agony and despair now, just give me what I want. Give me the Fire Element or die slowly and painfully.” I chuckled as I stood up and walked away toward Antone. He was already waiting for me in the corridor outside his study. I could hear the screams of agony as I closed and locked the door of the study.

There was a table. Books stacked on it. Not like the ones I used to see at home. These looked older. Some of them had markings on the covers I didn’t understand. I walked closer. My fingers hovered over one of them before I touched it. The cover felt rough. Worn. I opened it slowly. The pages were filled with symbols. Not letters. Not words I knew. Shapes. Lines. Things that looked like drawings but weren’t. I frowned. “What is this…?” I flipped a page.

he asked, voice low and controlled. Kyomi drew a card, read it, and her lips curved into a slow, seductive smile. She crawled forward until she was straddling his lap, her soft ass settling directly over his throbbing erection. She rocked once, teasingly, letting him feel how wet she already was through her thin shorts. Her voice dropped to a husky whisper as she read the card: “‘The ancient kitsune spirit has trapped a cold-hearted samurai in her shrine. To earn his freedom, he must submit to her seduction for one full night. She may use any means… and he may not leave until she is fully satisfied.’”

But instead, I felt that heat inside me flare up, burning away every shred of rationality. He was two feet away now. I could smell him... soap, sweat and something musky that made my mouth water. "Tell me what you found," he said, reaching past me to pick up the notebook. He flipped through the pages, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Tell me what you read." "I..." My voice cracked, and I swallowed. "You read about the cuffs," he continued, his eyes never leaving mine. "You read about the paddle. You read about the things I want to do to you." He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "And then you started touching yourself. Didn't you?"

All magic had a signature, even dark magic. As I continued to scan the room, moving through it carefully, I found a single book resting upon an old stone pedestal. The leather was thicker than the others, held together with ebony stitching that looked as dark as the shadows slithering about. Scratched onto the front were the words, “Liber Sanguinis.” Book of Blood... My gut told me this was the book I was looking for. The one that held the spell Kimberly used to bind herself to Jude. It was coated in a thick layer of that tar-like substance.

Yennefer was getting tired of flipping through pages with no breakthrough. Yennefer stumbled on a book written in Spanish, she read through the cover with intrigue, the moment she picked it up she was already engrossed, from the ancient carvings on the cover to the title, the color and name of the author. “Lobo demonio..” Yennefer read out loud, which meant Demon wolf. Yennefer peeled the book open and began to d******d the contents as fast as she could, in a could of hours she was done with the book. She kept it on her table and drifted into sleep. She could finnaly have a rest.

I no longer pay attention to the people I meet and continue walking toward the library. I reached it and immediately went to the row where the book I got earlier about Scylla was. I didn't read it because Natalia came. I read a different book. I got it quickly, it was thick. I immediately went to the table to read. The myth of Scylla. That's the title of the book. I immediately opened it and looked at the table of contents. Geographical Position. I read it and saw that it was on the fortieth page. My hand quickly opened that page and I immediately read.

Because hell, I couldn’t be the only one enjoying this. April grabbed Anna’s butt, tight as ever, as Anna kept sucking on her nipples and grinding her. April gasped helplessly, yet shamelessly craving more. The scent of p*ssy, sweat, and desire filled the room. When the timer buzzed, they pulled apart reluctantly. Then, Anna sucked on April’s lips one more time before returning to take her seat beside me. However, what she did next prompted my c*ck to ache harder. She slipped her hand into her bikini bottom, pulled out a finger slick with her own arousal, and licked it slowly, her eyes set on me, as she finally winked at me… Damn..

She looked at him with an eyebrow furrowed. "What do you mean?" "How do you know that your husband is kind, sweet, and amazing? Did you ever doubt him for a second?" "What do you-" "Like, you think your husband and your best friend are having a thing or something?" Daemon was trying to dig out her innermost desire. Demons have the ability to draw out the desire of humans. Much more the sinister and the darkest part of the soul of a human. But this woman is different from the others.