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She raised a hand, shunning him, and turned around, fumbling for the door knob. "Elle wait--" She slammed the door and Damien growled out his frustration. Great. Just great. ******** Jasmine slipped on the cool mask and strolled out, adjusting the hood over her head. It was quite easy to fool them. Fool Alex. With just a few words and sweet innocent smiles, they believed her to be one of them. Loyal to their miserable pack. She slipped her daggers into her belt and pulled the black gloves back to rest around her fingers perfectly. She considered going back to clean the knives but she shrugged. It wasn't as if the dead would mind if she used an unclean blade.

Faelon was a large demon with red eyes and long claw-tipped fingers and toes with just a light coat of gray fur due to his Lycanthropy. "A werewolf with wings and blue hellfire would be a total mind fuck for those bastards," Atlas chuckled in glee. "I will if it is necessary to save Sophia. It just makes me more vulnerable," Faelon stated begrudgingly. Both brothers eyed him oddly. "How does it make you vulnerable?" Hoka asked and Faelon shook his head.

he said, his voice unwavering. He worked for hours, chanting incantations and drawing intricate symbols on the talisman. And as he finished, he placed it in my hands, his eyes meeting mine. "This talisman will protect you from the Demon werewolf's charm," he said. "But be warned, it is not foolproof. You must still be vigilant, and never let your guard down." "Do not underestimate the Demon werewolf," he warned. "He is one of the most powerful and cunning creatures in all of the supernatural realm. His charm is strong, and he can manipulate even the strongest-willed individuals."

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

Maxus rolls his eyes: Here we go Lian looks at him alone, to be silent and complete Maxus Pointing: Marcus and Mac are vampires Marcus quietly: Sorry, I thought you were prey, it wasn't my intention to be something perverted Marcus had short, frizzy orange hair, golden yellow eyes, and a sexy athletic body As for Mac, he had blue hair down his neck, yellow eyes, and his body was slender and sexy Maximus Continues: Richard and Redford Illusion of Chimera Redford had long green hair slicked back, bright hazel eyes, and a perfect, sexy body These are Evan and Estevan, and they are demons Ivan had black, glossy hair down to his ears, red eyes, and a tall, thin body As for Estefan, he had short b

he muttered, and crawled forward. A boy stared up through the emergency hatch—acne, braces, eyes like coins and waved. Scott waved back at him, and a girl beside him clutched a plush koala and didn’t blink. “kid’s it’s o.k. I am one of the good guys.” Scott climbed onto his knees as he pulled himself onto the top of the coach. He unsheathed his sword from the towel, unwinding it. Demonslayer slid into his hand with Familiar weight and balance. He twirled the claymore with his right hand.

her words makes me world's weakest person the touch of hers which I craved for years made me to hate human touch I became a beast within human I hates everyone I hate being loved I hate being touched infact I hate myself what wrong I did to suffer all these not a single day I slept well without any nightmares Childhood is best boon in everyone's life but it is a curse to me being a no one though infront of me everyone present Spending days by thinking did anyone ever felt having me in their life is best thing the truth is except my dad for everyone I'm a burden but what was my wrong Tears stopped coming, anger strucked in heart, smile dissapeared finally I became a emotionless person I belie

Then he took it upon himself to do the same for their group. Klayrn had interesting features. He had a dark chocolate skin tone with wavy red hair that rested a couple inches above his shoulders. I was unsure how old he was because demons aged differently depending on their species, but his copper eyes held a wisdom that came from transversing life’s obstacles. His sister’s name was Calliope. She looked very similar to her brother but had a body that held feminine curves. Her eyes were held black shimmers. His sister’s mate was Milo. He had an olive skin tone, brown hair that was pulled into a manbun, and had hazel-colored eyes. His physique was more muscular than Klayrn’s.

I said causing his eyebrows to raise. "First you didn't even change your name dude" I said causing him to chuckle "the demon Dáinn is known to be a bringer of death and collect the souls of the damned, kinda like the grim reaper but worse to be honest" I said letting out a small laugh myself as he smiles at me. "If it wasn't the name that gave you away it would have been your aura" I stated "you hold yourself to a higher standard and try to push power and superiority on those around you as a form of dominance and control" I stated.

Once they shape-shifted, all of the characteristics of the creature they mimicked, including their powers, were adopted by them. I immediately saw Dameron outside of the circle, staring sternly at the two fighters fighting. Their bodies were already covered by blood, but they didn't stop. What kind of sparring was this? Fight to death?! Maybe Dameron smelled my presence, so he glanced in my direction. He smirked upon seeing me and stood up from his chair. "Quiet!" He roared, and the whole training field fell into silence. "Our main guest is here!" His smirk was getting on my nerves. "Everyone, just in case you don't know him yet!" He ambled to my side and tapped my shoulder. "This slave wear