Forged From Fire

chapter 0.5

Hey, lovely book readers, before you read I want to warn you of the occasional swearing, unbearable sexiness, hot demons, and inappropriate teenage talk.

Do not come yelling at me when you have a heart attack of feels and thank you for reading my book, please rate it or give me advice. Also, may I warn you that this book is ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, so please don't copy it. Thanks, Love you all :)

This prologue is just a snippet of foreshadowing and not my real point of view. It helps give you guys some insight as to what going to happen (definition of foreshadowing in case you didn't know what it was)

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Prologue

The tall, lean, man walked briskly down the sidewalk with five of his men following close behind him. The night air was cool and crisp and the wind threw their similar black leather jackets flapping in the wind. Demons were not the nicest people who always had each other's backs. However, The Duke of hell always had some form of protection.

I have to find her....

These words were repeated numerous of times throughout the past two years of searching for her. They searched Europe, Russia, Australia, and Africa, and they were now in the Americas.He had to find her, teach her the ways of demons, and he was more frustrated with each passing day.

Why is it so difficult to find one girl who should have been noticed by the whole world I wonder if her powers have surfaced yet, her powers should have revealed themselves by now She was supposed to have reached the awakening age already....

The group of men walked towards one of the apartment houses that they have yet to search in the city of Seattle. The Duke of hell stopped once in front of the door and stepped aside as one of the five men walking behind him walked up and bust the door wide open. He moved with unnatural speed to stop the door before it slammed against the wall on the inside of the house. All of them proceeded to storm through the house, searching for clues. Searching for her.

They tore the place apart, ripping open draws, bursting through doors, raiding the kitchen, trying to find an essence or power that she may have left behind on accident.....or on purpose. If she knows how to use her powers already, which is highly doubtful without proper guidance.

When they approached the only bedroom in the house, the Duke kicked it open and within it stood an older woman holding a wooden cane with wide fearful eyes. She was wearing a white nightgown that reached her ankles and gray hairs stuck out of her lazy bun.

Damn another pointless search....

The Duke stomped toward the woman with unnatural speed and used his demonic influence to erase his existence from her mind. Her mouth was opened to release a scream, right before she collapsed on the ground.

Her frightened eyes were the last thing that burned in his mind right before he spun around and vanished into thin air, along with his five bodyguards. Leaving yet another home destroyed in their wake from that night.

I have to find her...