Awaiting Hell

Chapter One

        My name is Alana. I play love games for a living. Every guy wants me, well, my body. I have long wavy long blood red hair, and green eyes. All the perfect curves. But here's the catch. I'm not normal. I'm a demon. I seduce men, and play with them. Then I move on, to find new pray. I take everything they have, and leave them there. Mostly to get my revenge on the human race. What they did to me was horrible. 

        The first people I killed where the people who locked me up. I played lots of cruel games in my human life. I worshipped the devil, and everyone thought I was insane. Maybe I was, but now I'm all better. I died in a pretty tragic way, and went to hell. I came back as a demon, and now I can live forever, playing all the games I want. 

        I walked into the club, swaying my hips, and instantly felt tons of hungry eyes on me, as I danced. I was looking around for the perfect prey, when I saw a man with light blond hair, and blue eyes, sitting in the VIP area. I met his eyes, and  bit my bottom lip seductivly, using my index finger to motion that he come out and dance with me.

          He prowled out onto the dance floor and put his hands on my waist. He greedily ran his hands all over my body, and whispered in my ear. "Let's go somewhere a little more private."

        "A little bit eager, are we?" I smirked. Allowing him to take my hand and lead me into a guest room.

        As soon as we were through the door he had me pushed up against the wall, kissing me hungrily. I allowed him to rip off my dress, and throw me on the bed. I rolled over on top of him, dominating, as always. 

        As soon as we were done, and he was asleep, I rummaged through his belongings, finding cards and cash. He had at least a thousand dollars in his wallet, cash. I had a good find tonight. I tried to stick mostly to the fancy clubs. I stashed his wallet in my purse, and dumped his clothes outside the club. Let him have fun wandering around naked, I thought to myself, laughing a bit. 

        I got into my car, and drove back to my small, but fancy house. I spent the money I found on lots of different things, but nothing that would make me stand out too much. No big houses, fancy cars, etc. I never got bored seducing men, but then I did get bored at home. I didn't ever really get lonely, but I did wish I had someone to talk to. What I did didn't usually consist of much talking. 

        I knew exactly where I was going tomorrow. The grande opening of a new club, one of the fanciest in the country. You had to pay a lot of money to get in, but I knew it would pay off. We would have to see how many different rich bastards I would be able to fit into my shedule tomorrow. I was sure there would be a lot of demons there, so I would have to avoid them. 

        And I knew I would find some Surnames as well. They were the first demon to be created by Lucifer, the devil. They were said to be the most gorgeous creatures in the universe. They were by far the most powerful. Of course there were different branches. The Ayres, the Vandenbergs, The Faulkners. And then there were the Mortimers. They were the most dangerous of all the Surnames. Even more dangerous than the devil himself. 

        All the Surnames had special gifts. The Mortimer's gifts being the most violent and deadly of course. Sadly demons couldn't sense other demons. We could only sense Surnames. But they almost always concealed their powerful prescence. I would have to be careful, but that always seemed to be a problem. I never was.