I offered the newcomer a smile. "This is my exile, Sister, so have a seat and keep your growling to a minimum."
Exile was undoubtedly looking up.
A sultry black shape walked with the gravity of a black hole through Bar Sinister. Black leather wrapped an Infernal body that painfully reminded me of just how deprived I'd been sitting here next to Memet. Her dark complexion was offset by eyes the color of fire, her lips dark, the color of fresh blood. Her smile was furtive and distracting as Hell.
"I wouldn't taunt her," said Memet. "You know who that is, don't you?"
"Of course, I do. Why do you think I'm still gripping my sword?" I replied.
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FIREFANGED
Fantasia*I'm using Wattpad as a platform to do a complete make-over of my first novel, Firefanged. It is the first installment of the nine-book Demon in Exile saga. I hope you like where it goes and the new artwork that accompanies each chapter. In a remot...
