(Picture of Blake)
"What the hell Seriph?!" I cried, rolling out of bed, and falling onto the floor. There was a dead, bloody demon laying on the floor, split open in multiple places.
"He was one of the many demons you slept with." He smirked like he had accomplished something.
"Yeah, I recognize him. Could you tell me why he's dead?" I raised my eyebrows.
"For that reason exactly." He smiled.
"What? Oh, you're worried about competition? Well he's not competition, he was one of my prey. I specificaly don't care about any of them."
"Does that mean you care about me?" He smirked.
"No." I said plainly. "You were supposed to be prey origionally."
"You're so harsh. You'll have to accept me, eventually."
"No, I won't. Because you're going to let me go, eventually." I looked out of the corner of my eye, up at his muscular figure.
"Are you ever gonna clean this up?" I eyed the dead body.
"A servent can do it."
"You are so spoiled." I shook my head.
"I'm not spoiled, I'm just a very important man."
"Child." I muttered under my breath, and he scoffed a little after hearing my remark.
"You act like it." I defended.
"I could say the same about you, but I figure you'd go after my throat if I do."
"You got that right." I shot a cold glare in his direction.
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Awaiting Hell
RomanceA female demon enjoys spending her time seducing men, and luring them into bed. But what happens when she finds a certain man, and starts to have feelings for him? He makes her his, claiming her love. Will Alana continue with her evil ways, or give...
