Romans & histoires Pandemonium

The oracle clung to his chains, and I held Vraxlon against my body, while we were both carried away by the portal that my hatred opened, which my power conjured. The wind swept us like dust, and as soon as we were left behind, the Purgatory room gave way to my hall of the throne of the Pandemonium. Where there should be a meeting with the deadly sins and my Royal council, which was interrupted by my arrival, by my screams that still sounded. Then I had the vision of the four remaining sins "and old Jensen who slept against a chair in the back of the room" who looked with visible horror as I leaned against the large and inert body of the man with whom I have al

He holds me still with one iron hand on my hip and gives my ass another sharp, stinging slap. “Beg for it. Beg like the desperate, cock-hungry baby you are.” “Please…please, Damon, please let me come…I’ve been good, I tried so hard not to, but I need it, I need to come on your cock so badly it hurts…please, I’ll do anything, I’ll be your good girl, your dirty little slut, just please let me come…please, please, please…” “Louder. I want the whole house to hear how badly you need it.”

It was the sound of Screaming. Millions of people—the dolls of Neo-Pattaya—were suddenly "Waking Up." Their "Resonators" had been shattered by the feedback, and for the first time in their cycles, they were feeling everything. The pain of their surgeries, the loss of their memories, the terror of their existence. The city of perfect order was turning into a city of absolute madness. Panni stood on the edge of the ruined penthouse, looking down at the chaos. And then, she saw it.

"Do not pretend with me, Your Majesty. You have already fallen for me, haven't you?" Before he could argue, I added, "Desiring me is normal. You do not have to deny it." The fearsome ruler of the dark court, who terrified entire sects, was pressed beneath me, reduced to silence. Then an electronic voice rang inside my head. [Mission complete. Reward issued: immortality access and unlimited black card. Host may now enjoy all benefits.] [System detaching. If host wishes to leave this world, administrator privileges are available. World-travel functions and other permissions are now unlocked. Use intent to activate. Good luck, host. I believe you will win the handsome man fully.]

The thick tomb is like suckling at the breasts of a rampaging black boar, and I lose my throat in the black milk, coughing until doom. Gasping, I land on the cobblestone streets of Pandemonium, Hell's capital city. Samael's arms are wrapped tight around me. I pull away and gather myself, smoothing the skirt of my dress. He looks at me with longing and reaches out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind my ear. I blush.

Alice ----- Paimon got a little weird when he suddenly left. He just mumbled something about going back to Hell, then started jumping and cursing like his ass was on fire. I figured maybe something bad happened to his family. Or his Hell pets. Do demons have pets? Probably something scaly and venomous. One thing’s for sure—Paimon’s the secretive type. He never tells me anything unless he’s forced to. I know it’s none of my business, but I wish he’d give me a heads-up before acting like a deranged goose on fire. It’s exhausting.

Anaya's eyes widened in shock as she saw his appearance. “My name is MAMMON, I am a warlord from the abyss and a loyal servant of Lilith, the goddess of darkness. I am here to carry out orders given to me by her: wipe out all the council members and replace them with abyss demons. The new world is coming, and you will not be alive to see it,” he said, rising from where he stood. “What in the moon goddess's name?" Anaya said with shock on her face. Mammon suddenly rushed at her and landed a heavy blow on her stomach. Anaya yelled in pain, coughing out some blood.

The doctor—someone—works quietly beneath the sheets, hidden from my sight. Panic swirls in my throat, thick and heavy. I try to speak, to scream, but my body feels frozen. Like sleep paralysis wrapping itself around my limbs, keeping me in place. “You’ll be fine, baby. I got you. Just… hold still.” The rest of his words fade into a muffled hum as a sharp, zinging noise pierces my eardrums. The voices around me swell into a loud, chaotic humming, overlapping one another like a thousand whispers in my head. But it’s the pain that confuses me the most. This hot, peppery sting that rises all the way to my throat, like I can almost taste it, sharp and bitter.

Elena's POV He is weird! A very weird weird weird creature and I hate him so much! One minute he becomes so caring and then at another moment he shows what he really is! A monster! Yeah! A monster!! Manik Monster Malhotra! If you are thinking I have gone crazy than congratulations! You are right! I've become insane and if some kind of sanity is left then I'm sure it won't take much time to be converted into insanity! What the hell does that man thinks of himself?

Dean smirked softly, amused to see the behavior of these two friends. "No life is as easy as our plan, Lord have their own plan," said Dean. "There is always plan B plan C until plan AA... like the column in excel, after Z there is AA..."' said Ariesta while shrugging. But Dean remains worried. These two friends try to play destiny. But he decided to keep his mouth shut, he was behind the scenes when they needed him, as usual. Now let them cool off their emotions. "Let's have breakfast?" invite Dean.