Hazbin Hotel is Vizipop's creation. I only own my OC the Doe-Eyed Killer Josephine Grace, and any not canon characters, nothing else! Nor do I own the artwork you will see within this story all rights go to the artists!
Also a few villains, one mor...
Two weeks after Alastor became the assistant co-manager for the Happy—Hazbin Hotel...
Josephine was worried about Mammon, his suspicious nature was showing more and more now. Ever since her first successful attempt at connecting the radio frequencies to her husband's powers, and the added bonus of their shared dream...her powers are only getting stronger and more harder to keep a secret. Especially two days ago when her powers made the massive TV go to static right at the climax of a gladiatorial boxing match being held in the Ring of Wrath.
She was lucky enough to have a believable alibi with Vox as the Overlord of all things regarding those "picture shows".
It was believable enough for his subordinates, but Mammon never really left her alone after that she was always being watched by one of his many Imp servants.
She had been feeling her powers intently cracking away at the barrier within her mind for a while now. When that barrier finally breaks it's seal, it'll be like a cork to a champagne bottle...
Once that happens she'll be rendered unconscious—she has to get out of here before that happens!
Thankfully Lilith was two steps ahead of her. ———————————————————————
The Royal Palace...
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"Ow..."
"Sorry darling..."
Lilith stared up at her husband's grinning face and ended up laughing, despite the slight pain to the back of her head.
Lucifer chuckled darkly as he pinned her to the fur rug on her side of the bed. She had always complained about the floors being freezing at night, whenever she had to get up to get a glass of water and migraine pills for her husband. So as a peace offering he got her a fur rug and fuzzy slippers for her feet during the infamous year of 1933.
He leaned over her and whispered against her lips with a wicked smirk. "Pinned you."
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Lilith moaned as he parted the kiss with a smile. "Morning..." She smirked and rolled him onto his back so he was now pinned to the rug.
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