"The fact is my sweet, that you cast that spell; you alone.Do not plead ignorance upon your fate" the Demon said.
"But I need you" Mary said.
"Need! Your need, child, is amusing. Do you really care?; You never care?", the Demon chortled. Mary was angry.
"Laugh not! For I am powerful" Mary said.
"Power dear child, is in the beholder!" the Demon said.
Its fiery red colored eyes, long, demonic wings, and clawed feet and hands, and long snake tongue hissed; its long, sharp horns on its head, was Hellish.
"Now, I want you to do a me a favor" the Demon said.
"Pray tell, what is it?", Mary asked.
"Kill as many people as possible and give them to me" the Demon answered.
"And if I refuse" Mary said.
"Then I'll suck your soul and keep it in Hell" the Demon said, "no more magick and spells for you", the Demon said, and laughed, chilling Mary's blood.
"I'll do it" Mary said.
The Demon smiled, and then disappeared into the Abyss.
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THE VAMPIRES OF MIST GATE (BOOK FIVE)
TerrorIn 1825, a year later, Simon is trying to get over Gemma's revelation as a killer, while Countess Bloodstone vows revenge for her husband's death, while the assassins continue to murder. And Elizabeth and Mary's blood and magick lusts turn to traged...
