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Forget keeping his babies—all I wanted was to divorce that jerk. However, that was when I heard the boy in my belly telling me he would stay with me after the divorce—that he would disown his jerk of a father. As such, I was convinced to abort my daughter and keep the boy, only to realize that it was the start of my nightmares. It was only in death that I realized Tina had planned everything. The boy was never my son, but a demon incarnate. Worst of all, I was beguiled into killing my own daughter!

"How about we all take her at the same time. You, Hades and I? Come on guys. Think of what she will bring forth. A child with all our genes. We will be unstoppable. Even you Hades, you can be able to dethrone Zeus. You Lucifer, can rule over all the seraphs. Think about it guys." By this time the deranged wizard is rubbing his hands and licking his lips. I mull over his suggestion and I start feeling a liking for it. I think I should even invite all the seven deadly sins to join in the fun. I unconsciously rub my hands in glee. Things just got more interesting. Hades chips in with a monotonous tone.

The beast was about to unleash its wrath and they could only pray to stay alive at the end of the day and watch the sunrise again. "Boss, you'll have to trust me." The man who was kneeling in front of the throne-like chair cried miserably. But no one pitied him. He had chosen the path of his own destruction and they could do nothing about it. "Trust..." The man let out a chuckle all of a sudden and stood up, forcing the kneeling man to scoot further away from him in fear. "I do not trust anyone in this world, Marco. Anyone but my brother and you..." His smile slipped all of a sudden and as he glowered at the kneeling man while resembling nothing less than the Asura from hell. He took slow, a

Then the nun looked at Yuto who sheds some tears as he killed his three disciples over their betrayal. "Yes, you do. I admit that I put him through so much suffering. He managed to unlock his seventh chakra point not long after this. He refused to turn into a dragon to the point he forgot how to and wants to reclaim the power against Lufen. It was my mistake, my lack of understanding that led to this." she then look at the two boys.

Just a fragile, stupid human girl, shivering in a wet hole, waiting for my skin to rot and my mind to follow. I pressed my head harder against the stone now, a tiny, bitter laugh bubbling up from my throat. The sound was hollow, broken, the laugh of someone who had nothing left to lose. "He's dead," I muttered, my fingers tracing the hem of my ruined dress, picking at the frayed threads. "He has to be dead. Zane... that half-breed little rat. He couldn't survive that. It was the Dark Sigen. They don't leave things half-done. The Seventh Seat had the black daggers. The ones that eat the soul and leave nothing behind."

I slowly pulled the gun from my waistband, the cold steel gleaming in the dim light. “I am the devil incarnate. If you think you can double-cross me by violating our contract and walk away unscathed, you’re dead wrong. I’ll make your life a living nightmare. I’ll drown you in acid, reveling in the sight of your skin dissolving while you beg me for mercy. Anyone who dares to cross me pays in blood, and you should damn well know that by now.” He met my gaze though I could see right through him, the fear that had taken root in his eyes. “Then you better be prepared to fight. You’re not the only one who knows how to play hardball. I’ve got resources and allies you wouldn’t believe”

I bore my nails into his skin, knowing soon I’ll bring blood—I have to be. “I’m going to come. Make me come, please,” I cry wildly, suddenly not caring if anyone walks in or hears us. “Beg for it. Beg me for it, whore.” I nod eagerly. “Please, please, Dante. God, please.” His hand grabs for my throat, squeezing. “God doesn’t exist here. Just me.” I’m aching all over. Liquid fire has been poured directly into my bloodstream, and my entire body is an all-consuming inferno as I climb higher towards my orgasm. Stars start spinning in the corner of my vision.

Where I felt like a crumpled mess, Rayne's gaze was blank as if he had not just kissed the life out of me. I maintain my stubborn stance even though I desperately want to flee from the foreign feelings his touch brings to me. His fingers caress my skin, harshly yet enjoyable. How am I supposed to explain this conflicting feelings. "I have no idea what you are talking about," I said in reply to his earlier statement. My voice shook as I spoke. His gaze darkened for the third time that night and the next things he said was like a confirmation to my delusional palette. "Get down on your knees, Lilith." My name on Rayne's lips right now is like a curse, a testament to my impending doom.

As long as Vincent clung to life with one kidney, he’d join her, charged as an accomplice to kidnapping and murder. This time, I’d be sure to wish them a long, happy life together—behind bars. Realizing her situation at last, Denise dropped her gaze and stopped meeting my eyes. Her face was pale, drained of any fight, as she followed the police out. … With my revenge complete, there was no rush of satisfaction, no real sense of triumph. It all felt strangely hollow.

“You said that to piss me off, didn’t you?” “I want your attention. I demand it. So yeah. What do you have to say about that? What if I am falling in love with you? What will you do?” “Then I will get that love out of your system because it shouldn’t be happening. Not to the future luna of our pack. Demons don’t fall in love, darling. It’s either lust or…” I let her go and looked at Xanthea through the monitor “…greed. In the mortal world, love might not be one of the seven deadly sins, but in this hell, it’s the only sin. The only curse that can kill. The only disease that has no cure. So, don’t let it infect you.”