Morgan Hellfire a half breed demon, spunky, and seductive. She is the wildcard the world needed to save them from the grips of hell and her father Lucifer's legion. Read more to find out! ❤️
Warning for Mature audience, contains strong sexual scenes...
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"Oh sh*t what happened." I sit up rubbing my tattoos and looked around. Two girls laid on the side of me knocked out. Albanian music was playing in the background as I got up and went to the bathroom. I leaned over the sink smoothing my face as cat eyes looked back at me. I was what you called half breed. Half human half demon some of the benefits were I had the sex drive that could probably outlast the energizer bunny. I slipped on my tank top and checked my clips of magnums. I sat at my desk resting my feet up pouring myself a drink then I got a phone call. They spoke Albanian on the other line then hung up. "Time to get to work." I grabbed my vest then pressed the gate hopping on my bike rolling out. My eyes glowed as I maneuvered through the streets until I reached the target spot. A girl was getting harassed in a alleyway by a couple of demons. I let out a deep sigh then walked over slipping a blade from my sleeve. "Come on beauty we just wanna have a good time." He hissed.
"Please don't hurt me..."
"You know its men like you who give us demons a bad name."
I stood with my hands in my pocket.
"Back off half breed."
"No I think I rather stay."
"Your funeral." The other one warned then ran towards me.
Without effort I moved out the way then kicked him on the floor. He landed into a trash can groaning. The other one held on to the girl placing a dagger at her throat. "I'll bleed her like a pig I swear." I smirk pulling the blade out my sleeve. "Go ahead a little blood never hurt anyone." I lick my lips. "I'll kill her demon spawn."
Suddenly I disappear and he looks around. "What the-" Before he could finish his statement I stab him with the blade and his eyes widen. He drops the girl falling to his knees then I swiftly break his neck and watch him fall to the ground. The girl looks at me trembling. "Thank you..."
"Get out." My eyes glowed brighter then she ran off.
I went back to my original task at hand. I quickly go up the fire escape to the top and hop on to the roof and look around. A match was lit in the darkness causing me to glance over my shoulder.
"Morgan Hellfire, glad you could attend this meeting." A middle aged black man stood in a black coat and yellow eyes.
"Hmm....what do you want Jax?"
"Is that how you treat a old friend?"
I cross my arms. "Shouldn't you be breeding hellhounds."
"Hmmm that's very funny. Your father has been very busy building a dark army. We need you one of his most strongest to rise up against him."
"Why would do I do that?'
"Because if you don't the little humans that you do value will be enslaved or worse and you will be most likely sent back to hell."
"No disrespect to father but there's no way I'm going back."
"Then it is agreed that you'll help us."
"Yeah sure...for the humans of course."
"I also have my own score to settle." He blows out.
I look on to the distance. "Hell was gonna get a lot hotter."
