⚠️ WARNING:
THIS STORY INCLUDES SUBJECT OF ABORTION/MISCARRIAGE, SUICIDE, DEMONS, AND SPIRITUAL POSSESSION. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH ANY OF THOSE SUBJECTS, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK!⚠️
Many never take into account what it's like to be truly haunt...
Normani stirred at the feeling of extra warmth surrounding her body.
When she awoke, she was delighted to be back in the arms of her lover, Taron now laying a protective wing around them both.
She smiled as she looked up, her eyes meeting with Beyoncé's. The blonde smiled down at her before granting her a lingering kiss.
"Hi..." Normani uttered, snuggling more into the succubus, "...how'd your meeting go?"
"It went well..." Bey responded just as softly, "...for the most part, anyway. I'll have to do a few follow-ups, so I'll be away for a little while..."
The blonde held her breath, anticipating the ebony's reaction. As she suspected, Normani looked back up at her with furrowed eyebrows.
"How long is 'a while'?" she asked. "We just started our lives together, Bey."
"I know, beautiful," Bey responded, caressing her lover's cheek. "And we'll have the rest of eternity to better establish that life. But there are things that need to be taken care of now that you're here."
"What do you mean? It's just me. Am I that important?"
The blonde chuckled.
"You have no idea...there's so much I wish I could tell you. But with everything goin' on, I'm afraid I won't be able to. At least, not for a while."
"Then, who will?"
Beyoncé smiled before bringing the young one's attention to their chamber's threshold. Normani watched in confused intrigue as Idris emerged from the shadows.
His dark eyes were just as captivating as Bey's, though they greatly differed in color. His demeanor was charming, but his presence was intimidating.
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"It's a pleasure to finally have you with us, Normani," the dark prince greeted.
The ebony's eyes widened some before sending the man a shy smile.
"Thanks..."
"Oh, my apologies. I'm Idris. The prince of darkness."
Normani's eyes grew even wider as realization struck.
"You're-"
"Lucifer," Beyoncé said, smiling at the man before smiling at her mate. "The one and only. But you don't have to be that formal with him. He may look intimidating, but he's a big softie..."
"Only to those who are deserving," Idris smirked, smoothly walking further into the chamber. "And there are far and few in between."
The man took Normani's hand, kissing the back of it before looking into her eyes. The ebony blushed at the sentiment.
