Demon: an evil spirit or devil, especially one thought to possess a person or act as a tormentor in hell. At what price are you willing to sale your soul? Daniella Greene didn't know that there would be a price until she meets King Von the Demon of Oblock...

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"You would be a good mom Solana." Aubree said as he watched her interact with Tatum. "You think so? I always thought my life was too busy to have kids. That's why I treat Tatum like mine." She shrugged as she sat next to him. "Just like you make time for Tatum it would be the same. You a naturally nurturing person so it wouldn't even be hard for you." Aubree shrugged. "What do you think life would've been like if we weren't famous?" "Shit how it was before. I'an even know my struggles would become a talent and get me out the hood, but sometimes it feel like the hood the only place I would wanna be in the moment. I choose familiarity over anything else." Solana nodded. She understood. Growing up in O Block wasn't the easiest, but it made them who they were today. Their struggles were the reason why they got to live lavish today. Sometimes it just felt surreal.

𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝗼𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝗼𝗼𝐝 𝐟𝗼𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐕𝗼𝐧. 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝗼𝗼𝐝 𝐥𝗼𝗼𝐤𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝗼𝐟𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝗺𝗼𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝗺𝐩𝐭𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝗼𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝗼𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝗼 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝗼 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐠𝗼. 𝐎𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝗼 𝐧𝗼𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝗼𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝗼𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝗺𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝗺𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝗼𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝗼𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

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"What it's called when the patient grow feelings fa therapist?" He asked, and she chuckled, staring at him. "Transference."

"You gone make a nigga crazy fa you, girl."

A 𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐬 is a demon from Hell that occupies a female body. Succubi prey on emotionally weak men and steal their souls through sexual activity. But killing them? Naturally uncommon.

" Im a good girl, but I wanna be bad 4 you..."

Every time Dayvon looked at Salem , he was reminded that there was still a small piece of good left inside him. He met her on one of the worst days of his life, fresh out of jail and carrying more anger than he knew what to do with. While everybody else saw a criminal headed nowhere fast, Salem saw a man with busted knuckles who needed help. He'd never understood how an autistic doctor could be so oblivious to who he was. She never feared him. Never judged him. Never treated him any differently than anybody else. One hug from her felt like peace after years of chaos, and somewhere along the way he found himself depending on her more than he should've. That's why he yearned for her the way he did; why he couldn't stay away no matter how hard he tried.She stole his Antidote.