The figures standing under the covers of the thick wood, stepped back as one deeper under the shadows of the trees; they averted their eyes at the same time when they realized that the demon can feel the scrutiny of their golden eyes.
“Is that really her?” One of the figure whispered as the car sped away.
They stay hidden long before the silver car was gone from their sight; they won’t risk being seen by the woman they are following and they don’t want to be seen or worse –be caught by her demon.
They can be powerful when in numbers but a single demon can easily decimate each and everyone of them in an instance.
“That’s her. It seems like she succeeded with her original plan and now summoned a demon to protect her. Cowardly witch.” Another figure, the biggest from their group hissed menacingly.
“We stick to the plan; Kill fast, leave no clue and leave quickly.”
They slowly faded in the shadows, each one following on the car’s wake with one purpose in my; to kill.
While the largest one of the figure, the leader, lingers behind for a bit.
“You will pay for this one, Witch. Revenge will be mine.” He whispered for one last time before he disappears.
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“He was great before this you know..”
Sniff.
“Always a gentleman, sweet and everything..”
Sniff.
“I don’t know when but he started becoming violent..”
Sniff.
“and it just escalate into this.. and to top it off he was blaming me for everything!!”
Sobs.
Sam was crying her ass off as she sat atop of the counter. Her bright green eyes that was usually enhanced black kohl eyeliners are red and puffy with the liners running out like a raccoon mask, and I might kill myself laughing at how hilarious her face looks like if not for the angry bruises blooming all over her cheek and her already swollen, split lips.
That bastard boyfriend of hers really did a number on her and I could not wait to sic Thallan on that damn a**hole, and do some numbers on him.
“At first, it was just a shouting fight which often ends in him sleeping on the couch and me locking the door on him. OUCH!” I winced along with her when the antiseptic made contact with an open gash on her face; I assume it was a wound from a ring. That bastard will regret this.
“Until he started throwing and smashing things on the apartment, and I just hid on the bathroom.” She sniffed.
“Thallan, can you get that pink tube.” I turned towards Thallan, who was sitting at a stool and watching us with interest. “Thanks.” I said to him as he handed the tube of antibacterial cream.
“Why stay? You should have kicked him out the moment he started throwing your things.” I scolded Sam as I gently put a layer of cream on her wounds.
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Demonic Spell II
RandomLife will never be the same. That's what Elisha's life had become the moment that her inquisitive nature made her open a mysterious book. A Demon along with strings of supernatural beings and whatever misfortunes they brought along with them came st...
