Melantha's P.O.V.
"Mum," I said in a loving and kind voice, but what was coming after wouldn't kind nor loving "Stop with your sadistic twisted stuff, Mother. My Demond, Blake needs me. How am I supposed to rule this Hell Hole if I can't even take care of my Demond?" I explained meaning it all quite literally.
"Mistress Night," Blake spoke, I was surprised myself as was my mother, "May I speak?" He asked my sadistic mother
My Mother responded with a question "how should I treat this conversation? Should I treat it as I am talking to the heir to the werewolves, or as if I'm talking to a high nobleman of the vampires? Oh maybee~," she said dragging out the 'e' sound "I should make this conversation disappear heh, meaning we don't have a conversation because your l have a low level of life force, maybe this conversation should be held between a god ,and a gods Demond?"
Blake please don't respond.
"M'lady please treat this conversation however you see fit, just let me speak." He responded
"Heh, I don't see this conversation at all. So be gone with you."
I've decided. The only way I can save Blake is to be some queen if the underworld and become a Devil myself.
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The Girl From Hell
FantasyHey so this a fun start a series one at the same time and this'll be updated when I'm not in summer trouble or when I'm done updating the other stories. I'll give you a lil peek of a chapter... Melanthas pov "Blake stop being rude we need this poti...
