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he said, fangs visible from his mouth. "Who....who..." "I'm your guardian angel" he smirked again. Arianna eyes opened in realization. Guardian angel? more like guardian Demon! "I won't hurt you. You summoned me" he said, Arianna gasped, No....she had summoned an angelic creature not this......dark being. Her eyes swept across his features, his skin was an ashen gray and he was shirtless, a mark of a claw on his right chest, long flowing hair that had been tied loosely behind him. He was smirking evilly at her, she felt her legs weaken. She was about to say something when Meena walked in.

With a heart-wrenching scream, the purplish-red light in the void suddenly expanded and shook off all the golden-purple ‘Path’ characters. A brand-new supreme Demonic Body replaced the soul consciousness and the Demonic Spirit, revealing a mysterious and powerful, terrifying power emanating with vast evil. He had crimson hair, swaying without wind, dressed in a black and red python robe, with a blood-red flowing cloak draped behind him. He held a demonic spear that radiated daunting demonic energy. Thick purplish-red demonic clouds rolled above his head, and sixteen rapidly rotating skulls beneath his feet. It was like the arrival of a grim reaper, causing the world to change color.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” “Way ahead of you, love.” Lucifer says as he pulls out his phone and wiggles it at me. “I have several pictures of your delicious assets to keep me company while we are apart.” I narrow my eyes at him. When the hell did he take pictures of me? I don’t remember him flashing his phone at me at all. I turn my attention to the female. She looked to be in her thirties, about my height, with dark skin, dark eyes, and shoulder length black hair that had stripes of silver in it. Her thin athletic body was covered in black leather, complete with a pair of black combat boots. She had knives at her hips as well as around the circumference of her left thigh. A warrio

Their names were Daniel and Pamela, and that’s all Jo knew about them, other than the fact that one was a Guardian, and the other was a Hunter. The vehicle pulled to a stop a lot more quickly than Jo was prepared for. The Mall was a huge space now that most of the memorials and historical markers had been removed. The only one that remained used to be the Jefferson Memorial, but the former president’s head had been removed and replaced with Crimson Crotch’s head a few years ago. It looked ridiculous, but the Vampires came to visit it like it was Mecca.

He asked casually. "She wore this?" Damina pointed the jacket at him and he nodded. He had given it to her when she was feeling cold during the dinner date and she pressed it on his arm immediately they had gotten to her room, he had insisted she kept it but she blatantly refused, now Damina has perceived her scent from the Jacket. He didn't like this one bit but the truth was all that matters now. "She's the one. I knew she was something when she came to your rescue at the right time, she's a half witch half demon, we need to stop her now." Damian said sniffing the jacket.

Deep down it was a weird silence beyond the border and her own adrenaline could tell something was not right. A pair of black smoke appeared infront of Iris' eyes. They were men with dark red skin and two, long horns growing out of their forehead and wore long robes commonly used in cults. She can smell the sulfur out of them, these men are demons. Her hatred for them is still there in her heart and all she wanted was to kill them. Pointing the gun to their way ready to shoot if one of them makes a move on her. "Greetings, human. My name is Passadio and this is Futurio we have come to see the little human our master will meet soon." The twin demons have short hair and she can tell the differ

’ Irving questioned. ‘A demon and an angel.’ I answered as confused as ever. As the demon’s head turned enough, my heart froze. The profile was similar, but I knew it couldn’t be Hizkiah. Hizkiah would have a scar across his face from our last battle. Not even being revived from death would have healed what I did to his face. Beyond missing the scar, this demon was nearly identical to Hizkiah. The same blonde hair, face shape, and deceptive slender body frame. The other difference is the demon’s eyes. Hizkiah’s were black as coal, and this demon’s eyes were golden.

She asked surprised, asides from Rogues she had never heard about any other enemies of the wolves who would want to go war with them because they were always at the top of the food chain. “Demons from hell” he said shocking her, “Demons exist” she asked doubting it, she had never heard of that before and was marveled by it. She wondered what they actually looked like. “What do they look like?” She asked in a query. “They are humans, sometimes shadows other time just a thick black cloud” Raphael answered from experience. “Are you the Alpha?” she suddenly asked startling him, he did look like an Alpha to her and acted like one, it was only fair that she found out if he was one.

Mortas leaving my mark on my enemies son I was sexually sated and yet I was alarmed. I bit Chaska, leaving my demon mark upon his flesh during our sex. I ran my hand down my face as I thought about Grace and how I royally fucked that up. Chaska was presently curled around my naked form leaving small gentle kisses upon my skin. I had enjoyed him much more than any other and apparently my demon wanted him permanently. Drorzon's going to kill me, I think and chuckled.

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.